[There's no fighting pure mechanical strength. Even if this body is essentially some scrap-metal thing built by engineers of dubious merit, relay gel and reflex amps and armor slapped over a skeleton of circuitry, it's still got less give than your ordinary human arm.]
[Especially when said arm is wired and taut from exhaustion, as always. Despite Wash's best efforts, he finds himself being yanked along against his will and into - some place that must have once been an office.]
Shit - that just - sounds like a hell of an excuse. [But seeing as said excuse is keeping Wash from getting taken down by a bunch of robotic nurses, he's fine with it.]
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[Especially when said arm is wired and taut from exhaustion, as always. Despite Wash's best efforts, he finds himself being yanked along against his will and into - some place that must have once been an office.]
Shit - that just - sounds like a hell of an excuse. [But seeing as said excuse is keeping Wash from getting taken down by a bunch of robotic nurses, he's fine with it.]