Fingers on the Belt

Hold on. Was I always this stiff, or did someone forget to oil the joints? I twitch my left thumb. Hey, it bent! Next up: the classic tactical check. I reach down and give the little utility buckle at my waist a firm tap. Click. Real tactile feedback. My head tilts slightly, joints snapping softly into motion against the seamless grey behind me. Maximum effort, minimal movement—I'm officially running on my own battery now.

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