You can pick it up, [he says, noticing how Urahara is hesitating. The shield is currently about the size of a large dinner plate, lightweight, golden, barely-perceptibly engraved with the images but not text of a police badge.] It changes size when there's fighting around. Gets bigger and heavier. I never actually seen it do that, it just...happens.
[Well, now he feels pretty dumb explaining that. He feels tired just trying to keep up with Urahara's rapidfire questions, but he's doing his best to answer them; he pretty keenly recalls how disoriented he was getting here. How disoriented he typically is now, a few weeks in.]
It didn't come with instructions, but soon as I put it on I knew how to do kung fu. [It is absolutely not kung fu.] And it makes me invulnerable. Nothing can hurt me and I don't feel any pain. [He rests his head in his arms on the table, figuring it might be rude in general but that 1) he doesn't care and 2) looking as beat-up as he does, it couldn't be held against him anyway.]
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[Well, now he feels pretty dumb explaining that. He feels tired just trying to keep up with Urahara's rapidfire questions, but he's doing his best to answer them; he pretty keenly recalls how disoriented he was getting here. How disoriented he typically is now, a few weeks in.]
It didn't come with instructions, but soon as I put it on I knew how to do kung fu. [It is absolutely not kung fu.] And it makes me invulnerable. Nothing can hurt me and I don't feel any pain. [He rests his head in his arms on the table, figuring it might be rude in general but that 1) he doesn't care and 2) looking as beat-up as he does, it couldn't be held against him anyway.]
You got a name?