Nah, though, don't worry about throwing me into the ring with them either. I've been fighting that shit bear-knuckled since I was a teen.
[ Usually she'd keep her bracer to herself, to the right moment to spring it. But she was making nice, right now, and this seemed like the kinda guy she wanted on her side. Or at least the one who offered a chance to do what she does best.
Her left arm lifted, heavy with the metal cuffs, it seemed. Maybe just armour, to the first glance.
Until she swung it up, her fist clenched tightly, before she flicked her fingers out and it sprung to life suddenly. The metal popping apart in a blaze of light, the air humming and burning around the electromagnets.
That she shows off the capabilities of in the simple method. Unsheathing Gracie from her thigh holster, she flings her out with a flick, up in an arc across the room.
But before the knife hits anything, she clenches her fist and yanks her back, and the knife comes flying back to her.
Jerks her wrist and the bracer clicks back tightly to her forearm. ]
Magnets. High-powered ones. Can call things to me, or throw meself real far.
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Date: 2023-03-09 12:09 pm (UTC)[ Usually she'd keep her bracer to herself, to the right moment to spring it. But she was making nice, right now, and this seemed like the kinda guy she wanted on her side. Or at least the one who offered a chance to do what she does best.
Her left arm lifted, heavy with the metal cuffs, it seemed. Maybe just armour, to the first glance.
Until she swung it up, her fist clenched tightly, before she flicked her fingers out and it sprung to life suddenly. The metal popping apart in a blaze of light, the air humming and burning around the electromagnets.
That she shows off the capabilities of in the simple method. Unsheathing Gracie from her thigh holster, she flings her out with a flick, up in an arc across the room.
But before the knife hits anything, she clenches her fist and yanks her back, and the knife comes flying back to her.
Jerks her wrist and the bracer clicks back tightly to her forearm. ]
Magnets. High-powered ones. Can call things to me, or throw meself real far.