[ Daryl stands up when Gabe does, flinching less this time now that he knows halfway what to expect, and braces himself. He isn't sure how he'll be hit. He knows Gabe can't see, that he's smaller than Daryl is. But hell, he's fierce.
The punch proves it. He strikes Daryl in the sternum and Daryl takes a step back despite holding his weight on his back foot, lets out a hollow 'oof' as his breath escapes him.
It takes a moment or two to fill his lungs properly again as he rubs at the place of impact. ]
Nice.
[ At least it doesn't come out as a wheeze, but now he's encountered the next problem - there's no way that command is going to be enough. ]
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The punch proves it. He strikes Daryl in the sternum and Daryl takes a step back despite holding his weight on his back foot, lets out a hollow 'oof' as his breath escapes him.
It takes a moment or two to fill his lungs properly again as he rubs at the place of impact. ]
Nice.
[ At least it doesn't come out as a wheeze, but now he's encountered the next problem - there's no way that command is going to be enough. ]
That help? At all?