"Yeah, but I know what I can take. And what I can't."
He reached back into the bin to pull out another bigger thing, setting it down on the floor nearby to be better picked through -- or at least, to get it out of the way so the rest could be. No elaboration on his knowledge of his own limits was forthcoming without further prompting, though Ian could probably hazard a guess, given the number of little dings and scuffs on his vaguely-a-little-glowy plastic shell casing.
Look too closely, and it might even seem like more of them were on the undersides of his forearms, the outsides of his biceps, and the backs of his hands, than on the other sides of those parts. Plenty on his head, though not really any to speak of on his rays... bits of missing gloss on the backside of his torso....
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Date: 2025-05-16 06:03 am (UTC)From:He reached back into the bin to pull out another bigger thing, setting it down on the floor nearby to be better picked through -- or at least, to get it out of the way so the rest could be. No elaboration on his knowledge of his own limits was forthcoming without further prompting, though Ian could probably hazard a guess, given the number of little dings and scuffs on his vaguely-a-little-glowy plastic shell casing.
Look too closely, and it might even seem like more of them were on the undersides of his forearms, the outsides of his biceps, and the backs of his hands, than on the other sides of those parts. Plenty on his head, though not really any to speak of on his rays... bits of missing gloss on the backside of his torso....