[Vander was keenly aware that Silco had to have a knife on him somewhere, and as far as he knew, magnetism meant that he had to stick close for some time. He would say that it this forced proximity was a disadvantage except that he was Silco's physical superior even if a knife was drawn. There was nothing about magnetism that seemed to indicate he couldn't punch the older man in the face; he'd had to accommodate by standing over Silco when the little weasel fell down that's all.
Double attached? Was that even possible? He hadn't seen nor heard of it, and he wanted to deny the possibility regardless of it staring them both in the face. Was there an official complaints department?
Silco was probably already composing a strongly worded letter of reprimand to the system. He had better not have to hear about it.
He took a pointed step back and away, digging his heels into the floor as he seemed to be bodily slingshot back the way that he had tried to maneuver. He lifted his hand to look at the string; they knew whose that was.]
Sorry, this one is yours, so it's your problem to deal with. Figure it out.
[As for the magnetism, he thought it was a time duration without specifics to it. If they paced around each other in this silly apartment lobby, perhaps it would pass. Or he could still sneak out on a supply run, but there would be no sneaking with this squawking knife-wielding pain in the ass.]
I'm going to the store. You're apparently coming with me.
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Double attached? Was that even possible? He hadn't seen nor heard of it, and he wanted to deny the possibility regardless of it staring them both in the face. Was there an official complaints department?
Silco was probably already composing a strongly worded letter of reprimand to the system. He had better not have to hear about it.
He took a pointed step back and away, digging his heels into the floor as he seemed to be bodily slingshot back the way that he had tried to maneuver. He lifted his hand to look at the string; they knew whose that was.]
Sorry, this one is yours, so it's your problem to deal with. Figure it out.
[As for the magnetism, he thought it was a time duration without specifics to it. If they paced around each other in this silly apartment lobby, perhaps it would pass. Or he could still sneak out on a supply run, but there would be no sneaking with this squawking knife-wielding pain in the ass.]
I'm going to the store. You're apparently coming with me.