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milliways_bar2005-08-22 03:06 pm
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Trillian's at a table.
With a bunch of boxes.
Going through them. One item at a time. Most of the things in the boxes are, in fact, rocks.
With a bunch of boxes.
Going through them. One item at a time. Most of the things in the boxes are, in fact, rocks.
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"I could turn that into a scone if it's bothering you."
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Trillian pokes the rock again, which leads to another electromagnetic battle against her finger.
"I'd like to see that."
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When the rock stops spinning, it has turned into a flaky cinnamon scone.
It may still occasionally spark, however.
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Yep, the chemist in Trillian who also likes food? Is appreciating that.
"-- is that edible?"
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He looks down at his hands. "Time was, I could have turned entire buildings into biscuits, or roads into flatbreads. Now, I'm just... old and tired, I suppose."