[b][i]A Dance of Blades...[/i][/b] [b][i]Sim room.[/i][/b] [b][i]The sabre slashed into the first hologram with a practiced ease, faking to make an opening in the target's defenses. Angelo stepped back as he swing the blade, turning and sidestepping another slash as he did. He slammed the pommel into the hologram's jaw as he quickly followed it up with a stab into the hologram's gut. The simulated deck of the ship under him creaked as he faced his next opponent, parrying a stab towards his gut as he pinched the man in the face. He dropped his blade, grammes the man and knees him square in the jaw, sending him back a bit and knocking him out. He drew the sword again, taking offensive on the next and final crew member. He chopped down, a stroke that was parried by the man, who retaliated with a stab. Angelo drew his kukri from his hip, blocking it and slamming the blade into his opponents neck. He finally turned to face the captain of the ship, locking Blades with the man as the two circled each other[/i][/b] [b][i]Lon donned his usual apparel, giving him an almost pirate like appearance especially with the bandana and tricorn hat. Of course the sene added to it and the sim made sure he looked the part. He wore dark brown baggier pants, a white button up with a few buttons at the top undone. One hand was on his chest as the other held the sabre as he circled with his opponent. He mad the first stab, parried away as was his opponents counter slash. He grabbed the captain's arm, slamming the handguard of his Saber into the man's face to knock him back. The captain barely blocked Angelo's slash, as Angelo unleashed a flurry of blows to push him to the edge of the ship. He gripped the captain's jaw, trying to force him overboard, nearly succeeding until he was kicked in the stomach and knocked back. The captain moved forward, faking a slash from the right before changing it to one stragint down. It was sidestepped by a millimetre as Angelo knees him in the gut, making him double over as he stepped to the side, gripping his sabre with both hands as he slammed the blade through the man's neck, severing neck from shoulders. Angelo sheathed his blade with a small flourish as he took a step up onto the ship where the wheel was, looking over his new Galleon before it faded from existence, Angelo removing the hat as he did, sighing a bit.[/i][/b] [spoiler]open.[/spoiler]