Exalted 3e - Welcome to Thorns (IC)

[Eurus]

Granny contemplates the weapon in front of her for a few minutes. What a strange, evil thing this is. It's certainly not art. Granny doesn't know much about art, true, but you don't need to be an expert for this; there's no naked people at all, and hardly any urns. The bunny doesn't bother her so much, she'd be a bit of a hypocrite if it did, but anyone who would design a machine like this is definitely a few screws loose.

"Bet the lightning is weird colors, too."

She turns from the organ to the cracked pillars, inspecting the room's integrity.

Spoiler: OOC

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Granny is trying to figure out if there's anything she can blast that will destabilize this tower enough to destroy it, but still give her a minute or two to escape before it goes down.