At 5'8", he's at least not towering over her and giving himself a height advantage. "Damn, there go all my signature moves," he quips.
As for padding, that gets a moment of serious thought. "Nah," he finally decides. "I'll be all right." Cylons were designed to endure blunt force trauma. And, okay, he's being a little vain, not wanting to wear a boxing helmet.
"One thing, though." He pulls up the right side of his shirt, revealing a scar from a bullet wound above his hipbone. "Go easy if you tag me here. I have strength and endurance, but I don't have your healing factor."
There are a couple of small, round bruises higher up by his ribs. Love bites, it looks like. He doesn't comment on those, dropping his shirt. "Are we doing official rounds? Is there a bell or timer around here?"
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Date: 2018-08-31 03:53 pm (UTC)As for padding, that gets a moment of serious thought. "Nah," he finally decides. "I'll be all right." Cylons were designed to endure blunt force trauma. And, okay, he's being a little vain, not wanting to wear a boxing helmet.
"One thing, though." He pulls up the right side of his shirt, revealing a scar from a bullet wound above his hipbone. "Go easy if you tag me here. I have strength and endurance, but I don't have your healing factor."
There are a couple of small, round bruises higher up by his ribs. Love bites, it looks like. He doesn't comment on those, dropping his shirt. "Are we doing official rounds? Is there a bell or timer around here?"