Ryoko continued to laugh as the device's beam struck her. Dimly aware that something had happened, she looked over to see her arm retracting back into the sleeve of her kimono.
"Ack!" Ryoko shouted, pouncing on the gun. She pressed and twisted various parts of the device, vainly attempting to reverse its affects. She succeeded only in making the gun shrink her faster, preventing her from further manipulating it as her clothes became a tent around her. Ryoko seperated herself from her clothes, scrambling towards the shrink device. Ryoko was perhaps a foot tall now, and the device was about the size of a large desk to her. Still shrinking, she looked over the device, flying to and fro about it.
Only when Ryoko stopped shrinking did she hear a familiar voice behind her.
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