[ Attacked by a fourteen year old today. Miguel can't say that he didn't expect it with his luck as of late. He raises the globe well above Boba's head.
Lunging at Miguel is - well, hitting a solid wall wouldn't be an inaccurate description. He still retained a decent amount of his spidery flying brick properties and was enormous besides that. ]
Stop that. You're not thinking straight.
[ He braces the kid away with his forearm, keeping the grasping hands out of reach and trying to use his words rather than physically restraining him. Miguel gets a feeling pinning him down will only make things worse. So it is all soft paws until he tires himself out, hopefully. ]
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Lunging at Miguel is - well, hitting a solid wall wouldn't be an inaccurate description. He still retained a decent amount of his spidery flying brick properties and was enormous besides that. ]
Stop that. You're not thinking straight.
[ He braces the kid away with his forearm, keeping the grasping hands out of reach and trying to use his words rather than physically restraining him. Miguel gets a feeling pinning him down will only make things worse. So it is all soft paws until he tires himself out, hopefully. ]