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Maybe for UG@? Several Factors at work.
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.]
[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.]
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"You know that bike... makes the Riders look good." So says the girl seated on a bike that looks like it was built in the '80's. "You can't join unless you beat me in a race on that junker." Actually you could just ask the captain, but really Mira's in the mood to be a smart ass.
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[He was quite calm about it. He didn't even look offended as he calmly walked over to check out Mira's own ride.]
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Though as he neared she ran a hand through her blond hair. "if you can beat me to the other side of town and back I might not give ya a hard time while you're riding that thing."
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[He rubs his free hand on his chin nodding consideringly. Mira, if you were paying any attention he was pointing the sheath of his sword downwards. Now... he wasn't moving his hand anywhere to the grip of his blade... but something was odd about what he was doing... it was like he was... aiming?]
Your front wheel looks like its missing.
[Missing? What is he talking about its still- the hand not at his chin pulled a trigger on his sheath. The sword it had? Was fired at great force at the front wheel of Mira's bike - the impact is highly likely to break it right off - and possibly knock Mira over as well.]
Oops.
[How very sincere.You REALLY shouldn't have dissed Sam's ride.]
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Oh now it's really on. [She's just glad the crowds scattered with the first attack. Activating one of her boomers she tapped her helmet's mic, ready to attack with both blade and sound waves.]
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Okay...
[He spreads his arms in a jovial manner before getting into a firm stance. Looking deadly serious now. Shouldn't have drawn a weapon on him.]
Lets dance.
[The already sinister looking red blade now had arcs of blood red electricity flashing across it. But its only a sword right? And Sam's all the way over there... what could he possibly- OHFUCK HOW'D HE GET SO CLOSE NOW?!]
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[Her HUD is counting down until the boom's ready. three seconds...]
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Sloppy. Very sloppy. Do you even know how to fight?
[And he's now rushing at Mira like a violent wind of destruction! His attacks make a mockery of armor - His blade, already a masterpiece before it was upgraded was now a blade of unparalleled lethality after having its original capabilities magnified a hundred-fold!]
I don't think this dance needs any music.
[You're not the only one with something to enhance speed and agility! That Exoskeleton isn't just for protection! Sam does a lightning quick thrust at the Boomer! The alternating current of the blade would no doubt cause even more damage to the amp when the hit lands!]
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Well enough. [She risks it kicking out below the belt to get him away from her and give her a moment to regroup... Which is lost when she hisses the feedback from the destroyed amp echoing in her head making her drop her blade so she can tear her helmet off to escape it. oops... probably bad time to do that.]
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Ah ah ah~ You left yourself open.
[He clucks his tongue in a chiding manner.]