[it's easy to focus on moving one thing, or move a bunch of things without caring if they break or shatter. Finesse is so much more concentration - and he's proud of himself he doesn't even lose that concentration when the applause starts. His grin deepens, keeping his office supply planets drifting serenely through the vast expanse of his section of convention center hallway.
Raising his hand, he calls it all back to him, letting it quietly swirl around to cluster in front of him. Then, he lets it drop, keeping it as close to how it was arranged before as he can remember - it's all in front of him spread out in a small space. Good enough. Phew.]
Damn right I am. I used to just break shit.
[He can confess that much now. He could unconsciously call things to him, or focus on lifting one thing safely, but.. months ago, he'd have shattered his whole solar system in easily seconds.]
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Raising his hand, he calls it all back to him, letting it quietly swirl around to cluster in front of him. Then, he lets it drop, keeping it as close to how it was arranged before as he can remember - it's all in front of him spread out in a small space. Good enough. Phew.]
Damn right I am. I used to just break shit.
[He can confess that much now. He could unconsciously call things to him, or focus on lifting one thing safely, but.. months ago, he'd have shattered his whole solar system in easily seconds.]