Huh. You still look like you could take a hit. You should try it sometime.
[Try fisting for him, Luka. From where he's standing, Lukas doesn't really look like a dainty wallflower. Like most of the men he's noticed around the beach, he looks at least some degree of capable. Giving how his group of refugees arrived, he wonders if their physical strength is part of what helped them 'survive' instead of being put into pods.
But he keeps those thoughts to himself, especially since he doesn't want people to think he's been checking them out.]
Yeah. I don't mind.
[He blindfolds Lukas from behind because doing so from the front would be kind of weird? And he doesn't want to make this any stranger than it has to be.]
How's this feel? You ready to do whatever it takes to win?
Hey, sorry for being slow! I've been sick.
[Try fisting for him, Luka. From where he's standing, Lukas doesn't really look like a dainty wallflower. Like most of the men he's noticed around the beach, he looks at least some degree of capable. Giving how his group of refugees arrived, he wonders if their physical strength is part of what helped them 'survive' instead of being put into pods.
But he keeps those thoughts to himself, especially since he doesn't want people to think he's been checking them out.]
Yeah. I don't mind.
[He blindfolds Lukas from behind because doing so from the front would be kind of weird? And he doesn't want to make this any stranger than it has to be.]
How's this feel? You ready to do whatever it takes to win?