Date: 2010-11-10 03:49 am (UTC)
[A cry tears from Lucas's lips as the golf club strikes, though it is less a cry of pain and more of a . . . well. Battle cry of sorts.

He barely even moves this time, although he does reach down and apply some PSI to his ribs.]


OK! One last time; knock me upside the head!

[Defense Up! If the Captain were to touch his flesh, he would find that it was almost like stone. Lucas is a little too excited about this.]
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