A smile escaped Silver's features, as her platuunum hair swirled rythmically, to and fro about her determined but relaxed face. So far, this young man had proven he was no pushover, matching her swift and steady strikes with equal tact and ferocity. Every so often she would pull back slightly luring him on into an offensive assault, then switching back moments later to lead a flurry of attacks of her own. At several points, their eyes would meet during their clashes, metal against metal, eyes against eyes, and soul against soul. Silver's wild heart raced with exhileration, pounding against her breast with the same force of her lashing dagger, as she continued her paced dance with her potential companion.<br/><br/>Finally, as the impressive bout reached a crecendo, Silver decided it was time for the finale, and her final test to him. A strike of the dagger was met by his sword, and he pressed firmly against her, sensing his desire for conclusion as well, she let her dagger give slightly under the weight of his blow. With ample time given, he quickly snatched her wrist in his firm grasp in an attempt to pull her close and subdue her. Reading into the technique, Silver moved in a flash, feinting close to his body. In that split second her face moved within centimeters of his, and she stared deeply into his eyes trying to discern his thoughts, just before she jumped into the air.. Without warning, as if sensing her intentions, the Chairman stepped slightly forward, as if to stop Silver before her final strike, but it was too late.<br/><br/>Her body rotating above Kenos in a midair arc as would a gymnast perform a flip,  her arm twisted in the direction of the fighter's pull, dropping the dagger in the process. Using that same hand, she grasped his wrist as he did hers, then landed nimbly behind him pulling his arm firmly across his own body. As her feet connected with the ground, Silver curled her free hand beneath Kenos' sword arm, catching her dagger by it's hilt and drawing it swiftly to his neck, pressing the flat of the blade into his skin firmly, but not to injure him. She wondered what thoughts were pulsing through his mind as he stood quietly in her deadly embrace.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Don't worry... </span>She thought quietly to herself, yet hoping those thoughts would set him at ease,<span style="font-style: italic"> I do not wish to kill you. You are quite the valiant warrior.. worthy enough to protect me. But... </span><br/><br/>Silver relased Kenos, then stepped backward slowly slipping her dagger into its sheath.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> You can't predict every move your opponent will make, as not every action utilizes logic. You will come to learn this soon enough... </span><br/><br/>Silver smiled gently then nodded silently to the Chairman once more.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> You are still very impressive... Temperance. But you are still a mystery. Soon I shall find out why. </span><br/><br/>Closing her eyes she strode casually forward, and as she passed Kenos, tugged his sleeve softly.  Continuing her steady pace, Silver glanced at the expressionless Chairman as she walked by, who simply acknowledged her with a solemn gaze.<br/><br/>"Project Temperance," he stated in his usual gruff tone, "You are hereby ordered to accompany Silver at all times until notice and performing duties located in your Bodyguard protocol. Make sure to give her her due privacy however when she desires it... I'd like not to lose another useful asset if it can be avoided..."<br/><br/>With that, he left  through the corridor guarded by his aide, who quickly followed suit, leaving Kenos to his duties.