Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-3991308-20180204163711/@comment-3991308-20180212013326

Icarus Juniper glances down at his hands, and is betrayed by a falter in his smile. "I suppose so - I did need to manage my diet to build strength to carry the millstone."

A lie. His past diets had not been merely to build strength. He thinks back to nights where spend crounched over in restrooms, days where he's politely smiled and declined food, and times where he's looked into a mirror and saw naught but self-dislike.

"I can carry the necessary weight now, though! Standard millstones are roughly two thosand pounds - that's 900 kilograms, for the more standardised of us."

He doesn't flex. There's no purpose in showing off if it's fairytale magic doing it's work for you.

"Do you have people that you would regard as your 'found family'? Biologically unrelated, but they have a strong place in your heart?"

(I never realised what a Strong Boi Icarus was until I googled some millstone masses. Whoa.)