[ Paradoxically, in full MJOLNIR - John was a ghost. Towering at over two meters in height with the suits weight reaching a staggering weight that tipped the scales at nearly half a ton, but in that dusty emerald colored veritable tank of a suit John could move through a room like a sharp breeze. ]
Wait.
[ When he moves to cut the girl off at the gate out in the yard in the compound he's a hulking mass taking strides walking towards her at the speed anyone else couldn't pace with at a full tilt run until he's looming right over her. John is unarmed only in the sense he isn't carrying anything with a trigger, but there is nothing immediately threatening in how he has one hand out. Signaling her not to do what he believes she intends. ]
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Wait.
[ When he moves to cut the girl off at the gate out in the yard in the compound he's a hulking mass taking strides walking towards her at the speed anyone else couldn't pace with at a full tilt run until he's looming right over her. John is unarmed only in the sense he isn't carrying anything with a trigger, but there is nothing immediately threatening in how he has one hand out. Signaling her not to do what he believes she intends. ]