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“Magnet armor. I’ve got no clue if it’ll even work for you - our worlds don’t operate on the same laws of physics, and as smart as I am there’s no getting around that fact.”
Elec.EXE frowned as his alt. He wasn’t jealous of his alts new powers. Seriously. But the least Eric could do was not shove them in his face, wave them around, and then point out that Elec might never get them. And there was lot of technical babble, which he listened to with one ear - maybe it’d come in handy, maybe his alt was just babbling. At least he was babbling, though. The guy finally seemed to be over whatever issues he’d gotten last year, for which he was grateful.
None of that was what he was here for, though. Things didn’t really get fun until Eric started with the demonstrations. The ball bearing bounced all around the room, then flew back into his hand. He didn’t begrudge his alt that - he’d take battle chips over parlor tricks any day of the week. But when the guy used whatever tricks he had to lift himself six feet into the air and, well, fly around like Superman? That was kinda cool.
“Magnet armor. I’ve got no clue if it’ll even work for you - our worlds don’t operate on the same laws of physics, and as smart as I am there’s no getting around that fact.”
Elec.EXE frowned as his alt. He wasn’t jealous of his alts new powers. Seriously. But the least Eric could do was not shove them in his face, wave them around, and then point out that Elec might never get them. And there was lot of technical babble, which he listened to with one ear - maybe it’d come in handy, maybe his alt was just babbling. At least he was babbling, though. The guy finally seemed to be over whatever issues he’d gotten last year, for which he was grateful.
None of that was what he was here for, though. Things didn’t really get fun until Eric started with the demonstrations. The ball bearing bounced all around the room, then flew back into his hand. He didn’t begrudge his alt that - he’d take battle chips over parlor tricks any day of the week. But when the guy used whatever tricks he had to lift himself six feet into the air and, well, fly around like Superman? That was kinda cool.