maH wa' - Lucky Escape

[general_chang]

[Chang utterly missed the flood and he's feeling pretty darned good about it.] It is good that the turbulence did not affect me, I do not believe Klingon opera is suitable for my...[vicious grin] fellows' delicate ears.

[He shrugs.] If you were affected, I am not unfeeling of your anguish, being control beyond your will, we have all experienced this, have we not?

Spar with me and vent your frustration, hmm?

[OOC: Here ends my spam, folks. Sorry about that.]

Comments

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

I'd love to.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

Good. Hour in the gym?

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

I'll be there in one hour.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[As above, assume the fight, convo after?]

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

[Sounds good. As before, not sure who would win, Namor's stronger than a human and fast, and has Atlantean military training.]

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

[It was a reasonably fight, and Chang was spent, especially given that this was his second sparring session. He nods at Namor, appreciating the work out.]

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

[Namor was a bit beaten up, but grinning. Wiping a small trickle of blood from his lip, he said,] That was quite enjoyable.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

An excellent release. [His arm was next to useless now, but he felt very much at ease.]

[namorofthesea.livejournal.com]

We should do it again sometime.

[general-chang.livejournal.com]

We shall. A worthy adversary takes the stress out of the day.