She waited, her eyes narrowed and as his halberd sliced through the air, she smiled and smoked through him, gripping at his own hand as she materialized beside him, and attempted to twist his hand to force his weapon around. He would have to be faster if he thought that was going to work with her. "Hard headed...idiotic...rock for brains..." she whispered the words, mockingly.<br/><br/>Her hair ghosted across his hot flesh, cold and silky, and her cold blade came up towards the back of his neck. She needed something to use as a leash, since he was kind enough to suggest the idea. He wasn't wearing enough to use his clothing and she wouldn't use a piece of her own. She could bend that damned long pole of his to make a noose and drag him to the training hall.<br/><br/>