He should have been blocking lower. He knew better: knew his opponent, knew the height difference wouldn't be to his advantage. When he felt the tiny powerful fists connect with his midsection, he knew he was out. Gasping for air, he heaved his aching body from the ring.
"I've told you how many times now - "
"Computer delete Boothby." He had come to the holodeck to work off some troublesome emotions days after Kathryn's near-death. Instead of spurring him on, his feelings weighed him down, leaving him slow and heavy on his feet.
Halfway through his sonic shower, the hologrid fritzed out taking the lights with it. Grabbing the only piece of fabric in his vicinity he fumbled for the exit.
"Commander." A light shone in his eyes as he pried open the doors.
"Tuvok. Thank goodness. Will you help me find my uniform? I'd like to get it on before - "
"O, Chakotay," the captain's voice came from the doorway as she happened upon the sorry scene. "What fresh hell has your lucky towel brought you this time?"
Chakotay snatched his uniform off the ground. "With all due respect, Captain: Kindly stow it. I'll see you on the bridge."