<strong>~Cingetorix... in the bathhouse... with the wooden stool~</strong><br/><br/><br/>Cingetorix glared with hate filled eyes at as the muscled freak of nature who loomed over him from the bath. The man was large, yes, but his agility was no match for the younger slave. His many years of fighting other tribes and eventually Romans combined with is years of slave labor had honed his body into a finely tuned specimen. With ease, he swatted at Berenagrius's hand as the large man reached for his throat, easily sidestepping his reach.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Berenagrius-<br/>"There are much simpler ways I can get you to open that mouth of yours boy. Like removing the jaw completely, but as you heard, I am a recruit here, same as you. Reguardless that I have spent at least twenty years in chains boy. That is right AHHHH!!!!""<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"If the parting of my jaw would serve to end YOUR lips flapping incessantly with seemingly every thought that lumbers through that thick head of yours, then I would gladly see it done!" he yelled angrily through clenched teeth, spraying spittle in the other man's face.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Berenagrius-<br/>"That's right I can wail like an idiot telling my opponent both the direction and timing in my attack! Though I can see that the animal can bite! Save it for the prey, not the one who will be fighting along side you. You have no idea what Recruits do, do you barbarian? Yeah that word was used for my hide ever since I could pick up a sword."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Cingetorix had already turned from the man as he continued on and on per usual. The arrival of the Doctore and the gladiators had served to quell his rage to more controllable state. Bending down, he snatched up his fresh loin cloth, glaring back at the man from several feet away.<br/><br/>"Of your ability to do many things in the manner of an idiot, I have no doubts. And by the Gods, you are a damn slave same as the rest of us, not a 'recruit'. You were purchased with coin to do the bidding of your dominus or die in the attempt."<br/><br/>Just then the Doctore entered the bathhouse, glaring at Berenagrius and Cingetorix as he yelled in an authoritative manner.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Doctore-<br/>"What's going on here? Is the Ludus not enough for some of you? Do you grow bored so easily, being given the chance to bathe and relax, that the fire within you cannot be contained?  Or do you simply seek death so badly that you would sacrifice the glory of the arena and the money that the Dominus paid for your lives? The blood within your veins belongs to the sands of the Ludus.  If you cannot at least strive to keep it within your veins long enough to be chosen for battle, then perhaps you should ask your owner to let yourself be flayed alive for the amusement of the crowd.  At the very least, you can be put to use in a tragedy play, if you don't have the drive to be a true gladiator."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Apologies, Doctore. I only sought to quiet the unrelenting babbling of this fool," he said, gesturing towards the large German.  "who hasn't ceased talking since his arrival. My ears were on the verge of purging my life's blood."<br/><br/>As Cingetorix began to don the loin cloth, he turned to look at Berenagrius one last time, a dangerous look in his eyes. "Call me 'boy' again... and you will learn how my people, the warriors of Anglesey,  fell wretched beasts of your stature." He glanced to Ammon but for a moment, sizing up the man in a fleeting glimpse before letting his curious gaze settle then upon Rioghan as he enteerd the bathhouse, that same watchful look in those eyes."