[She brushes the length of a single finger under the bridge of her nose, a long sniffle bringing her tears back for a moment more so that she can continue her small product placement spot.]
Number 8? This should be..
[She closes her eyes, placing the cap to her forehead as she eyes close slightly. In the moment she had lost her train of thought, now looking as if she were trying to probe her mind into the object to divine what was inside.]
Eight should be a rice cooker.
[She clicks the top of the capsule, lowering her wrist and giving the item a small toss out in front of her. A large cloud of smoke bursts open with am abrupt "BOM!" as the capsule is shrouded in mist. When it settles, where the capsule had landed now sits a simple rice cooker, though a slip of paper attached to the top flutters briefly in the settling of air. Bulma's eyes go wide as she gasps in surprise, walking in haste atop her heels to bend down and pluck the demonic ward off of the appliance.]
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Number 8? This should be..
[She closes her eyes, placing the cap to her forehead as she eyes close slightly. In the moment she had lost her train of thought, now looking as if she were trying to probe her mind into the object to divine what was inside.]
Eight should be a rice cooker.
[She clicks the top of the capsule, lowering her wrist and giving the item a small toss out in front of her. A large cloud of smoke bursts open with am abrupt "BOM!" as the capsule is shrouded in mist. When it settles, where the capsule had landed now sits a simple rice cooker, though a slip of paper attached to the top flutters briefly in the settling of air. Bulma's eyes go wide as she gasps in surprise, walking in haste atop her heels to bend down and pluck the demonic ward off of the appliance.]
Guess I haven't used this one in a while!