Who: Hector & Vasily When: Tuesday Afternoonish Where: Hologym locker room, then TBD What: After sparring Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete/Closed
The battle of two beasts had been pretty epic. Vasily had gotten his cuff turned off and he was able to go almost all out against Hector wolf vs. wolf, only due to the safeties being on. While Vasily didn't mind getting a few scrapes in a good fight, the powers that be determined that since one had a healing factor while the other did not, it was best to make sure that no permanent damage was done. Granted, even with the safeties on, the fight had been pretty awesome.
But that was then. Vasily grabbed a towel in the locker room and wiped down the sweat from his tattooed torso. While his clothes absorbed into him, the sweat stuck in both forms so when they finished and retired to the locker room he'd pulled off his shirt to dry off before it got too wet. "Dat vas very fun." He said, glancing over to Hector. "I have never gone volf against volf before." The Russian's skin still felt tingly over the primal instinct that had surged when the two collided. The other man was typically quiet, he didn't know a lot about him they had not really gotten to know each other in the year he'd been at Limbo. He knew he was a 'lifer', but that had been about it. Now Vasily had a new perspective on the man and he kinda of liked it.