I dunno, man, you just pour it in, maybe? [Saxsice shrugs, letting the hammer rest over her shoulder for a moment, lightly, like it's made of styrofoam instead of wood. She might be reedy, but she's clearly strong.] Do I look like a cake-ologist?
[Then she turns back to the game, bouncing on her heels a couple times before setting her feet apart, shifting her weight from one to the other, eying the target and then -- bringing the hammer down hard, hard enough for the little metal bullet to sail upwards and strike the bell with a brassy, resonant clang!
Saxsice pauses for a moment, until the noise dissipates a little, then glances back at the other woman.] Well? Do I look froggy yet?
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[Then she turns back to the game, bouncing on her heels a couple times before setting her feet apart, shifting her weight from one to the other, eying the target and then -- bringing the hammer down hard, hard enough for the little metal bullet to sail upwards and strike the bell with a brassy, resonant clang!
Saxsice pauses for a moment, until the noise dissipates a little, then glances back at the other woman.] Well? Do I look froggy yet?