[ david does let go, which might be for the best, doesn't want to be pulling this behemoth of a man with him when he's thrown. it's hard to brace himself for it, david hits the wall and lands in a heap on the ground, a yell followed by a weak groan as david scrambles to push himself back to his feet. ]
[ the most time david's willing to spend on licking his wounds is a sharp breath through his nose and a quick shake of his head as if that's enough to shake off the pain, but it's gonna have to be. ]
[ david lowers his stance and rushes forward, hurling himself at trapper in a rugby tackle. ]
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[ the most time david's willing to spend on licking his wounds is a sharp breath through his nose and a quick shake of his head as if that's enough to shake off the pain, but it's gonna have to be. ]
[ david lowers his stance and rushes forward, hurling himself at trapper in a rugby tackle. ]