Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-29564364-20170903224556

Alpha-3656: "You're gonna have to try a different approach because piling up the years clearly isn't working, Nick Furry." I reply.

I simply look up, back at the camera looking down at me from its corner.

'''Since when are those cameras mobile? And can't I ever catch a break? Do they expect me to blow this place up or something?'''

I jump on my legs and stretch nonchalantly, making sure to crack my fingers in the process. "What shall I do with you now, hm?"

A slender, metallic white, cylindrical object materializes in my left hand, building itself seemingly out of thin air from bottom to top until it reaches three meters of length. I use the rod to nudge the objective a little higher than its original position so that its field of view covers less of the cell than before, waving goodbye with my right hand as I disappear from the bottom of its field of view.

"Now that that broken neck is back in place, it's time to apply the cast." At those words, a substance of the same color as the staff condensates on the hinge until it is completely covered, upon which point it solidifies to seal the camera's movements.

"Ah, much better!" I say as my staff vanishes into thin air the same way it appeared. That done, I get back in seated position and resume playing with small photonic (a.k.a. hard light) constructs between my hands.