Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150117145443/@comment-25038310-20150215160757

Jack sidestepped, evading the smash of an ice atronach while he drew his sword and dagger.

"I doubt it, but perhaps we should just continue keeping an eye on him, and try not to attract too much attention while watching him."

He kicked one of the cultists in the gut, knocking him aganst the wall of the ship while he parried the sword slash of another one.

He kneed his target in the side, and while the cultist was staggered, he shoved his sword in the man's throat.

The cultist that was knocked against the wall soon met his fate by a dagger thrown by Jack, which landed in the narrow eye splits of his helmet.

The two kills dispelled two of the atronachs - but the atronachs had littke place to move in the narrow room.

Antoine landed on one of the cultists from above, shoving a dagger in the back of his head - dispelling another atronach.

The sudden assassination of one of their comrades made a cultist jump up, but this proved to be fatal as Antoine shoved one of his dual wielding daggers in the abdomen under the armor.

Jack and Antoine stood back to back - they seemed nearly identical to each other concerning their pose and the same dead and emotionless stare that was cast at their enemies.

Antoine rose an eyebrow at Jack for a moment. "Apparently your hair turned brown?" He asked.

"Yes. What a gift you have for stating the obvious, Antoine."

"Don't get too cocky, big bro." Antoine said, grinning as he focused on one of the cultists in front of him.

"Let's do the spinning duo."

"Sure.. Although I'm not that good in it."

Jack pushed back Antoine as an atronach came smashing in. Jack rolled in between the group of the cultists, and was about to be slashed from the remaining four swords - although two of their enemies fell before they could raise their swords, as Jack parried the two other swords with his dagger and ebony sword.

Antoine jumped up on one of the cultists, kicking off of him and spun backwards in the air as he threw another throwing knive in the narrow eye split of the cultist.

The last cultist branded a shield, and was pushing Jack away. Unale ti break defense, Jack jumped up,rolling over the head of the enemy and landing behind his back as a sword was buried in the cultist's back, downing the final one and dispelling the last atronach.

Jack sheathed his sword and dagger again, and Antoine placed his throwing knives in sheaths in his chest.

Antoine and Jack snapped their fingers at the same time as their fists collided into eachother softly. (Fist bump!)