[color=lightblue]"Well then, looks like we have ourselves a little Mexican stand off. I need to go that way, but you need to go this way."[/color]

Daniel growled softly as he widened his stance and drew his katana. The ebony black blade slid noiselessly out of its sheath as he held it aloft in his right hand.

With practiced precision, he held it level with his face, blade pointing outward as he shifted his left foor forward and the right back. His left came up in a "come hither" gesture as he backed up a step and began to circle the strange man.

[color=lightblue]"Only one of us is gonna be standing at the end of this, youngster. You or me." And frankly? I'd prefer it be me."[/color]