<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ardenbeyett.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>http://elliquiy.com/wiki/Arden_Beyett (http://Arden Beyett)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Holodeck Running sparing program 62-Delta<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110206115545/matrix/images/2/27/Sparring_Programme.png)</div></div><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning 06:30<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kar'tak Timor Vanzell<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So, I have to wonder, since you are the chief of Security... can you handle the pressure?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Ardens posture sifted slightly as Kar'tak posed the question. Something about the commanders tone made him nervous. As Kar'tak made his next announcement made him wish he should trust his gut more. Ardens eyes widened as he found himself facing. His face cracked in a sly grin when he felt Kar'tak taking up a stance behind him. "Enemy all around. Highly trained opponents. Energy running low....perfect" he said as the newly appeared Klingons charged.<br/><br/>He let the first come within 2 metres before taking a few brisk steps towards one and allowing him to swing. He brought his left arm up, connecting with his wrist and deflecting the blow upwards before moving inwards and planting an elbow into his targets gut sending him into the way of his rightmost adversary and allowing him a moment to focus on the third.<br/>Arden flexed his shoulders and rolled his neck as he focused on the Klingon. He couldn't help but notice that this was a particularly unhandsome one. Even by Klingon standards. He couldn't help but smile at the thought, which apparently came across as mocking. As with a mighty bellow, the Klingon charged full speed towards him, eyes wide in bloodlust. Too slow, Arden ducked as the Klingon threw a punch which if it connected fully. Would have taken his head off, but instead glanced his eyebrow. Making him stagger and opening a small cut at the side of his eyebrow, he composed himself "So no mere training program Commander?" he said over his shoulder.<br/>Arden then entered a low stance and once more allowed the Klingon to advance relying on the defensive aspect of<em>Suus Mahna</em>. Satisfied the Klingon had committed himself he changed to the part where he added his own "flavour". Using his speed to his advantage, he moved forwards a few brisk strides and landed a few quick under arm jabs to the gut and then another two to the side near the armpit to drive the air from his targets lungs. Then he sidestepped round so that he was behind the Klingon, facing away and brought his elbow into contact with the targets neck at the join between the cervical vertebrae and the cranium. The "off switch" as one of his instructors had coined it. Stunning the Klingon and causing him to fall onto his face.<br/>Arden glanced over to Kat'tak to see him masterfully combating his three targets with almost apparent ease. Then he looked to his other two targets who had disentangled themselves and were (to put it lightly) annoyed. He moved forward adopting a stance to provide the easiest reaction and hardest target. Knees slightly bent and hands held out front palm up. One hand closer to his chest than the other. The two Klingons moved to flank him and he kept a wary eye on both. Seizing the advantage, Arden shot forwards placing three well placed jabs at the firsts torso and then a backhanded club across the face of the second.<br/>Arden staggered as he was struck a telling blow from behind from the first Klingon. The blow winded him slightly and gave the second Klingon an opening to grasp him in a bear hug from behind. The strength was immense and Arden could feel that he was mere seconds from at very least cracking a rib. But it was nothing that wasn't covered in basic combat. He forced the both of them to take a step forward and dropped to one knee, using their momentum and the Klingons not inconsiderable bulk to throw him over his shoulder to land bodily at the firsts feet. Arden rose as the first Klingon glanced down at his companion and then at Arden, an almost feral growl escaping from its lips. Arden backed of, panting slightly as the second Klingon rose groggily, joined by the third who had recovered. Arden smiled as a wicked idea occurred to him. "fancy making this more interesting Commander?" he asked. "Computer. Increase difficulty by two degrees." He called, as a moment later a hardwood baton appeared in his hand. Whilst two appeared in the hands of the Klingons. "See, interesting." he said to himself with a smile.