ʜᴇɴʀʏ ʜᴜɢʜᴇs (hughhes) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-05-21 14:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | henry hughes, p: lindsey, ~p: lexi |
WHO Henry Hughes | Open (to multiple)
WHAT Strong arm needs stronger punching bag
WHEN May 21, evening
WHERE Gym
RATING tbd
What was, at first, a demonstration of strength that caused pride to swell and fanned his amusement and ego immediately turned into a moment of oh shit panic.
Henry had had his fair share of accidents with his strength before (it was just bound to happen), and while being preternaturally tough was a point of pride, it also led to breaking a lot of shit and a lot of awkwardness, embarrassment, and rarely, some shame. And in Limbo, Henry didn’t know what kind of protocol was in place when it came to accidentally slamming into a punching bag so hard that it dislodged from the ceiling and sailed across the room and into a rack of weights, causing them to clatter and smash into the floor like a concrete waterfall.
It was a loud, clumsy mess that easily could have been avoided, but Henry had, as usual, gotten a little too smug and complacent and, even more so, wanted to show off since there were other people working out. He was just incredibly lucky that none of those other people had been in the path of collision. If all he had to explain was potential property damage and not knocking four people unconscious by accident? Well, he’d still consider that a stroke of luck.
His head slightly bowed, Henry strolled over to the decimated rack and the weights rolling around on the floor. “That…,” he said to no one in particular, “Is an oops.”