[i]He raises his sleeve to show a prosthetic arm; a sleek charcoal gray, a plating that's one with it. It's not bulky, yet full-looking, simple, yet you could just tell there's more to it than meets the eye. Anyone who knew Alon knew that he always has something up his sleeve. This time, literally. [/i] Well... I kinda... ah.... lost my... left arm....