Maybe for UG@? Several Factors at work.

[quickdrawlatino]

1)
[As the Chalice has stopped at port to resuppy, there's a particularly odd scene happening.]

[There was a rumbling of an engine in the air as a man on a motorbike comes riding in to what is clearly a restricted area for civilians... then again, given his attire of what seems to be a mechanical exoskeleton, and a sword at his side - he might not be as such..]

This is the White Chalice yes?

[He gets off his bike with a well practiced motion, lazily resting one hand on his weapon's sheath as he tugs his biker goggles off.]

Looks like an interesting ship. Where do I sign in?


2)
[Its battle time and Sam's on foot... in a battlefield with giant robots. This doesn't seem to bother him much. He's flipping and running and dodging out of the way of gunfire and footfalls. At one point you swear something hit him - only for Sam to get back up, shake it off and brush as the massive scorch mark on the chest of his suit.]

Mh.. that was a good shot. Lets see if your reflexes are as good as your aim.

[Sam's now charging the mech that nailed him, dodging across the ground wildly before leaping through the air and slicing the mech cleanly in HALF right through the cockpit - its attempt to stop him barely even coming close as his feet hit it right on the head - parting the halves as he rode it to the ground.]

Now.... who else wants to dance?

[He spreads his arms, almost shrugging nonchalantly - inviting any and all comers to take him on. Its massively arrogant, but considering he just carved a mech in half... maybe he knows what he's doing.]

3) (Yes he's humming his own theme)
[Its after the fight and everyone's getting things patched up. Including Sam. Clad in a plain T-shirt and pants, along with several visible bandages and dressings, he's repairing his Exoskeleton.... however...]

Hmm..mmhm..hmmmm~....Hmmmm.. mmm.. hmmmm~

[He's humming while fixing his Exoskeleton. Not that much of a surprise. What he's doing to fix it is. You can see what looks to be a cross between containers and human spines resting on a table next to the exoskeleton. And Sam is casually impaling one with his Murasama - cutting it open over his suit - tossing the now drained thing away and spreading its contents over the Exoskeleton with his sword like a butterknife.]

[If that wasn't an extremely odd way to repair one's gear...]

4) [Omake Prompt]

[Its a day at the beach. All is peaceful.... except Sam seems to have his sword with him - and its drawn. The red blade gleaming in the sun.]

So... we meet again... my... long time enemy.

[He takes a deep breath, both hands on the blade. He lashes out! Once! Twice! Three times! His blade is a blur in the air!]

[Red liquid drips to the sand from the blade of the HF blade - Sam swings it once to clean the sword - triggering the Oscilator to heat off any remaining residue... the air is sweet with a fruity tang-... wait what?]

So... who has the salt?

[He grins as the watermelons he did a number on come apart in several perfect pieces.]