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.]

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[quickdrawlatino]

[Now at that Sam's laughing his ass off, clapping in amusement. Having japanese roots in his line definitely had him know what she just did.]

Oh now this is interesting! I think I can spare some time to play Rider with you ... little girl.

[He smirks as he sets his stance. Oh yes. He was taking this seriously.]

Now.... let's dance!

[ooh_nya_lets_nya]

[Hahaha. Oh Sam. You better protect your SAN points. Nyarlko charges full-speed, brandishing and spinning her crowbar rather than using it like a sword.]

You better make sure this is worth my time! Brazilian samurai are so rare I almost never get to see them in action!

[quickdrawlatino]

Hah! It'll be worth more than that!

[His eyes seem to watch the spin of the crowbar - parrying it normally won't do... not at all... which is why he resheaths his sword and gives it a massive amount of extra force with a gun-powered quickdraw to knock that spin right off!]

[And assuming that people in the Metal Gear Universe have SAN points left? PLEASE~]

[ooh_nya_lets_nya]

[Then we'll be sailing uncharted waters... what happens when you hit NEGATIVE SAN. But for the here and now, Nyarlko swings the crowbar down to counter... only for it to get knocked away into the air!]

Waaaaah! Such incredible skill!!!! If only you had a sword with a trigger to go with the sheathe too... then you'd be unstoppable!

[Is she being stupid or trying to make a reference or something? Whatever the case, Nyarlko's just gonna throw a crapton of grenades at you from out of nowhere before hauling out a motherfucking CHAINSAW.]

[quickdrawlatino]

[Grenades you say? Well no problem there, you see he has a way of dealing with those. In this moment... here, its Sam showing his insane skill with his sword. In another universe? Its called Blade Mode.]

Ah, that would be overdoing it. And there's a limit to what I'd do to my Murasama.

[Chainsaw? PARRY IT!]

[ooh_nya_lets_nya]

[And after seeing those grenades get stopped cold... Nyarlko just laughs. She'd even clap if she wasn't still holding that chainsaw. Oh yes, Sam, you certainly have become an amazing specimen of Human Exceptionalism in Nyarlathotep's eyes.]

You know... I can think of a certain sorcerer who would finally find some meaning in his life if only he met you.

... Try not to die, okay?

[The chainsaw revs noisily, its blade heating up quickly as Nyarlko presses the attack, and swinging the chainsaw with a lot more precision and compactness than you'd think considering the size of both it and the girl's frame!]

[quickdrawlatino]

[And the intense crashes - not clashes, CRASHES - between the two weapons sends sparks and lightning spitting everywhere! Sam's backing up and occasionally flipping away from the blade. He's actually on the defensive! Oh yes, this was a much more entertaining fight than those piddly machines before!]

I don't intend to! Not before I find the perfect fight!

[Oh she definitely wasn't human, not at all, not a machine either. Something else completely. And so unpredictable! He parries once more before dashing forward - resheathing his sword - holding it above his head!]

Tell me little girl... do you enjoy a stiff breeze?

[When he unleashes his blade - what happens next can only be described as a miniature hurricane filled with cutting edges is launched point blank at the Outer God.]

[crawl_into_my_chaos]

[Well, leave it to the Crawling Chaos to not be predictable. But as Sam sheathes his sword again, Nyarlko primes herself for the resulting quickdraw...]

Well, so long as Hastur or Itha-

[Aaaand, cue hurricane. Nyarlko's sent flying, and crashes into the ground headfirst with a breaking sound. But she's already rising to her feet, laughing in amusement at just how much mileage you're getting out of one sword and an unconventional scabbard.]

Well that certainly was well worth the price of admission.

[Some of her helmet's cracked and fallen off though... and you don't see a normal face underneath it. No, there's no way an infinitely black mass with glowing eyes like that is normal. No amount of nanomachines would be able to cause that!]

Though I must admit... I'm not your perfect fight?

I'm not sure whether I should feel insulted or just that my Space CQC is inadequate.

[quickdrawlatino]

What are you?

[He feels hair clinging to his head from sweat and exertion.]

Oh, don't take it the wrong way... You're a very interesting fight. But if I'm going to die, I'd rather it be against another swordsman. Preference. You understand.

[He shrugs slightly, an undeniable sense of wrongness squeezing at him as he struggles to keep his eyes on his opponent. The reveal of the face of the Crawling Chaos was not being pleasant to his brain nor his soul.]

If you want of course I can fight a little harder to impress you.

[ooh_nya_lets_nya]

[Getting the chainsaw back up to bear, Nyarlko just shrugs and lets her helmet repair itself.]

Me? I'm just a messanger girl for middle management. Nothing special or remarkable in any way. And don't worry about trying harder... humans always impress me. If anything, I'm just hoping to impress you~

Well... and maybe if you're lucky, this will open up whole new avenues for you... opportunities for battles against swordsmen and swords you've never thought of! Tell me, ever heard of the Scimitar of Barzai?

[Not that she has one, but whatev. She'll give you a moment to find your focus again, Sam, but after that? She's just gonna charge in and thrust out with the chainsaw.]

[quickdrawlatino]

Well... Consider me-

[He dodges aside, those teeth scrape at the very surface of his exoskeleton before he brings his blade down to smash the saw into the ground as the thrust reached its furthest!]

-Impressed!

[Either way he backs up so the conversation could be continued with a bit more ease.]

Oh... now that's interesting, I might have heard about it from somewhere. Usually in reference to the occult... you mentioned a sorcerer didn't you?

[Well his day just got much more interesting. Nya, you may have noticed Sam's grin just got quite a bit wider.]

[ooh_nya_lets_nya]

[Hoho~. You definitely are turning out to be worth her time, Sam. Skill was no concern, but willingness certainly was. And nothing like injecting a bit of zaniness into things with Kurou. Though admittedly...]

The sorcerer I spoke of actually doesn't own a copy of the Scimitar. But he's still a remarkable warrior in his own right, and I do know of someone who owns that particular blade.

... Ooooh, and then there'd be good ol' "Two Sword" while we're at it! The sky'd be the limits for you!

[And meanwhile, Sam's defensive actions knocked the chainsaw from her grasp. Next weapon up? A sword of her own... although this one is more like a huge slab of metal with a hilt. It's not even sharpened!]

CHESTO!

[She always wanted to say that too, as she brings the weapon sweeping down with more grace than you'd think her small frame would allow.]

[quickdrawlatino]

Keep talking! You've got a captive audience after all!

[To which Sam flips to the side to evade - the moment the blade hits the ground however, the Samurai soon leaps upon it to carve it to pieces as he rushed up along the slab to deliver a smack to the head with the pommel of his sword!]