A New Avatar Arrives

[Larfleeze]

"Unfortunate." Chakravartin said, very well. The hands shot out, as he advanced, all four of them now. He tried to make more- but it felt like pressing too hard. The rest of his biomass was either too vital, or there simply existed some kind of limiter. Three of the hands began a fast orbit around himself and Aang, ready to react to another bolt from the gun. Considering Aang's head wasn't irradiated vapors, it wasn't too powerful a weapon, but if a near-miss could cause that hiss of pain, it wasn't ineffective.

The last went for the gun.

Chakravartin gripped the end of the barrel, and yanked it upwards, out of the grip of the surprised man. He had the Palace Hand bring it to him, and he analyzed the weapon. Unfamiliar, but there was a trigger, and he knew which end sprayed death. Anything else was more or less extraneous. "Now then." he looked at the two standing, and aimed the weapon at them. Aang tensed slightly at his implied threat- hm. "Are we going to be more civil? I am told that Primes are immortal. If you aren't Primes, you may be less so? Why don't we begin answering questions?" His fourth Palace Hand joined the circling orbit, ready to defend as best they can.