"Hey, you totally moved it!" says Amethyst, shifting her position a little to wrap her tentacles around the slightly-easier-to-reach butt of the cannon. (Hehe. Butt.) "Maybe I can– WHOAH!" She starts trying to push, but loses her grip on the timber she's holding up in the process and ends up kind of pinned between it and the cannon. A little ink clouds out behind her, and she grimaces. "Aw man..."
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"Hey, you totally moved it!" says Amethyst, shifting her position a little to wrap her tentacles around the slightly-easier-to-reach butt of the cannon. (Hehe. Butt.) "Maybe I can– WHOAH!" She starts trying to push, but loses her grip on the timber she's holding up in the process and ends up kind of pinned between it and the cannon. A little ink clouds out behind her, and she grimaces. "Aw man..."