Du-ude! I'm a Guardian of the Globe, baby. If one measly pint was able to take me out? The planet would already be in flames.
[He says that, but it's not as though he's unaffected entirely. The room will not spin, however, and he will not lose his impeccable sense of balance.]
...Do you not have superheroes where you're from?
[A world without those would be a world without him.
Plain and simple.
Rex doesn't wish to linger on the thought. He will, however, follow in Vanadi's stead.]
They're sorta liiiiike... Knights? With crazy magical powers. I mean, you have those, right? Except we sorta wear shit like this-
[Rex gestures to his own two-piece. Wild as the color scheme is, his outfit is incredibly functional. It's sporty, with the high collar, visor, and helmet all serving to protect his entire face from the debris and high temperatures of his signature skillset.]
Instead of armor. Don't really need it. Whenever a dumb moron tries to knife me they get so pissed that it doesn't go through all the way. It's kinda funny! Actually, I lied.
It's hilarious.
[Jokes aside, this banter is a bit of a test. Rex wants to know what he's dealing with. Plenty of people ignore his rambling, but all the information he's just now dropped is important. If his company for the night ignores all of that? It's a red flag.
He's either not to be trusted or a complete moron.]
no subject
[He says that, but it's not as though he's unaffected entirely. The room will not spin, however, and he will not lose his impeccable sense of balance.]
...Do you not have superheroes where you're from?
[A world without those would be a world without him.
Plain and simple.
Rex doesn't wish to linger on the thought. He will, however, follow in Vanadi's stead.]
They're sorta liiiiike... Knights? With crazy magical powers. I mean, you have those, right? Except we sorta wear shit like this-
[Rex gestures to his own two-piece. Wild as the color scheme is, his outfit is incredibly functional. It's sporty, with the high collar, visor, and helmet all serving to protect his entire face from the debris and high temperatures of his signature skillset.]
Instead of armor. Don't really need it. Whenever a dumb moron tries to knife me they get so pissed that it doesn't go through all the way. It's kinda funny! Actually, I lied.
It's hilarious.
[Jokes aside, this banter is a bit of a test. Rex wants to know what he's dealing with. Plenty of people ignore his rambling, but all the information he's just now dropped is important. If his company for the night ignores all of that? It's a red flag.
He's either not to be trusted or a complete moron.]