Marcus -  Outside Doctore with Porcius.<br/><br/><br/>Marcus looked around when the wagon stopped taking in his new Ludus. Then his attention swung to the three men approaching the cart. He noted the two men drawing heavy batons and smiled inwardly. Guards, who despised the Gladiators as being slaves and yet at the same time feared them as they would a lion.<br/><br/>Whilst he heard the comment from the lead guard there was not even a flicker on his face. One thing you could thank the Legion for they really trained you in having a blank face. Marcus had stood in front of many a centurion just looking for a flicker he could call dumb insolence and apply his cane.<br/><br/>He let the guards bind him with the same passive stance. He had learnt that guards often believed in imposing their order early on and no doubt any resistance would bring those heavy batons in play. As to whether they considered him dumb or cowed he did not know or care in the slightest.<br/><br/>Two more guards joined them as they walked, did they consider him that dangerous that five guards where needed? What did they think he could do apart from a futile gesture bound as he was?<br/><br/>The guard was announcing his arrival and in response Marcus just stood as if carved from stone. Something else to thank the Legion for, he could stand still for hours on sentry duty no matter what the weather. Rain running down his face, scorching sun or the snow and biting winds of the North it did not matter.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>