[the sullen tone of his investigation is immediately ruined as something bounces off his head--he catches it before it can hit the ground, snatching up the second and third as well. if any calibration manifestation or audience members are actually watching, it's hard to say what's more entertaining--his startling, inhuman display of dexterity, or the scandalized look on his face while he does it.]
Oy! [he is now holding entirely too many things, looking up as if someone could be blamed for sending them directly at his head like that.] What the fuck?
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Oy! [he is now holding entirely too many things, looking up as if someone could be blamed for sending them directly at his head like that.] What the fuck?