Re: for Victor
Well... that could have gone better.
"Yeah well, life's full of disappointments. You learn to deal, or you end up like your bunch."
Victor reaches out and meets the strike with his palms open. He takes more impact than he'd like, but he's able to cling to the ball as it swings out again, letting go at the top of the arc and being flung away from the brawler.
He catches sight of their team's own big gun as he's on his way down. "Molly! There's a box of Frosted Sugar Bombs in it for you if we can trade!" He manages a weak laugh, despite the fact that there's exposed wiring and servos at one of his wrists, bent backwards.
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