Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140721012547/@comment-24821739-20140731075306

"Until I figure out who needs to be where in the marching line, and until I say to stop," Tychus grins as he says this, the way a chess player would when he knows his strategy is unbeatable, then flicks his sword across Orphius' chest armor.

Scratching nothing but the paint, he got the result he was looking for. Orphius took the opportunity to close in for the win, in the split second before the Ultramarine got back to his "ready" stance. This being a distraction the entire time, Orphius stabs at where Tychus gut had been only heartbeats before. Tychus kicks the sword from the grip of his adversary, and sends it quivering into the bulkhead above Saffron's head, as if to punctuate his sentence.

OOC: So, I'm just doing this whole 1v1 combat thing until you tell me to stop correct mcawesome?