Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140721012547/@comment-6078851-20140727011300

"I am not a lord, all i require is a salute."

when Garion looked up to see his captain smiling at him his first thought was *is he mocking me?* quickly followed by the fact that the captain's general behaviour didn't didn't tally with a mocking attitude. however Garion was still unsettled by the volume of suspicions racing through his mind.

as Tychus took up his ready position Garion saw very clearly the attitude of easy confidence in ones abilities, and from what little he saw of the previous bout he knew, unequivocally, that he was no match for the captain.

knowing this Garion steadfastly refused to attack, and they circled for nearly a whole minute without either of them making a move. Tychus, seeing the reticence in Garion's intensley focused stance, took the initiative. after a few 'testing' strikes Tychus was almost embarassed at Garion's lack of skill, as every, barely deflected, strike made contact with Garion's armour.

deciding to end the bout Tychus launched a flurry at Garion. with the hyper-awareness of astartes senses Tychus noticed that after every defensive stroke from Garion his left hand continually twitched towards his left hip - where his bolt pistol would be in actual combat. the flurry ended, with dozens of scratchs on Garion's armour, and the edge Tychus' blade resting on Garion's carotid...

from the first strike to the last the bout lasted no longer than 20 seconds.