[20.00: Spar with the Cyborg]

[psychoticracer]

Mar damn, it's good to have two hands again. I'm heading to the gym, if anyone wants to spar - or, hell, try to beat the shit out of me, Precursors know there's enough of you who want to - I'll be there. Don't waste my time, if you show up, you'd better be good

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[skyion]

*Tina shows up at the gym, and decides to have a look around*

[psychoticracer]

[Turns and sees... well. It's another girly-boy. A PRETTY one. The tattooed elf gives a feral, bloodthirsty grin]

Well well well. Look what the allicat dragged in. I hope you're here to spar.

[skyion]

*Tina looks up. Oddly enough, he shows no fear*

Actually, I was just looking around, and hoping to maybe do some exercises...

[psychoticracer]

[Heh. Poor sap doesn't know who he's dealing with]

Well I'M here. No exercise better than facing off against another man.

[eyes the slim build, effeminate features and blond hair with disdain]

If you even ARE a man.

[skyion]

*Tina scowls, but doesn't approach. In fact, he distances himself from Erol. Although he doesn't show fear or back down once in a battle, he knows there are some opponents you don't fight without reinforcements. Once he's at a good distance, Tina starts doing so gymnastic-type exercises.*

[psychoticracer]

Pussy.

[Snipes scornfully, then goes back to beating the fuck out of a punching bag, considerably annoyed. That one would have been fun to rip up. Well. He'll go to Glaukir later]