Um... I don't really know everything I can do, Booster. I'm not even using the Scarab properly. I'm not supposed to be able to do anything that's non-lethal, but I've figured it out.

[He gnaws a little at the inside of his lip, trying to go over everything he knows he can do. Some of them, he uses. Others, he doesn't. He tries not to think too hard about what he's really capable of and there's a good reason for that: it freaks him out.

He's scared of himself, but he doesn't want to spend his whole life actively scared of himself, which means that he busies himself with the powers he likes, his ability to generate clothing, the ability to fly, and everything else he holds dear. He rocks back on his heels for a second, then seems to come up with something resembling a list.]

I can track people down, and you already know about the whole superstrength thing. I can make plasma cannons that probably run hotter than anything anyone's got here - [so, disintegration of people, that's a check] - and I think my sword-hand-thingies can cut through most things. I can control tech, and I can knock out a bunch of people at once using, uh... population control?

[He winces, knowing just how bad that sounds.]

And I can survive a lot. That's all I know about. I think.