05-28-2017, 12:35 PM
Chakravartin concentrated, and a few seconds later, a Palace Hand had peeled itself away from his skin, the liquid body passing through his clothes to start floating freely above him. It reached out and took the offered snowball, which Chakravartin swallowed whole. "Well, to answer your first question- I eat and drink like you do. As well as... the other stuff. Digestion." he said, feeling a little distaste for the less pleasant needs of a mortal body. "As for the second, the Palace Hand is part of my body. Saru are protean. Our bodies are extremely malleable, and I have the particular skill of the Fist of God- it's similar to bending, I think. But instead of fire or air or water, I bend the Chi in my own biomass."
With a little concentration, he grinned wide, wider, even wide, until his smile had spread all the way around his face. He then reached up, and pulled the top half of his head off. Leaving his jaw and neck where they were, he lightly tossed the top of his head up and down. It was a little disconcerting, hell on the eyes, but Aang's and Lysandra's horrified expressions were worth it.
Deciding enough was enough, he lifted his head back into position, and let it go, plopping it back onto the neck. A little concentration- and his head was back to how it had been before.
"I do the same thing with the Palace Hands. I just make a hand out of some biomass I can spare- nothing in particular, just shaving off a little mass here and there from all over my body, and let it float freely." Chakravartin frowned, "My true power- the Fist of God, was the power to create life." he smirked, "Although as we can see by Lysandra and Momo here, it seems many people have that power now. I mainly used mine to create more biomass limitlessly. I would create hands the size of mansions, and send them flying to crush or capture my foes. Hands are easiest, of course, but I could shape them into anything I wanted- creating fortresses and dwellings. But... I've lost that power since then. As is, it takes a stunningly long time to shape my body now."
With a little concentration, he grinned wide, wider, even wide, until his smile had spread all the way around his face. He then reached up, and pulled the top half of his head off. Leaving his jaw and neck where they were, he lightly tossed the top of his head up and down. It was a little disconcerting, hell on the eyes, but Aang's and Lysandra's horrified expressions were worth it.
Deciding enough was enough, he lifted his head back into position, and let it go, plopping it back onto the neck. A little concentration- and his head was back to how it had been before.
"I do the same thing with the Palace Hands. I just make a hand out of some biomass I can spare- nothing in particular, just shaving off a little mass here and there from all over my body, and let it float freely." Chakravartin frowned, "My true power- the Fist of God, was the power to create life." he smirked, "Although as we can see by Lysandra and Momo here, it seems many people have that power now. I mainly used mine to create more biomass limitlessly. I would create hands the size of mansions, and send them flying to crush or capture my foes. Hands are easiest, of course, but I could shape them into anything I wanted- creating fortresses and dwellings. But... I've lost that power since then. As is, it takes a stunningly long time to shape my body now."
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