Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160108000841/@comment-5543592-20160110025412

Carter dropped his rifle and kicked it away, cricling Alexandra as well.

His posture was relaxed, but it was clear he was tense, coiled and ready to strike. He reached around to his back and drew a long Kabar knife, the black, footlong blade stretchning out in front him. He twisted it around the back of his hand, handling the weapon with obvious skill, and gripped it underhanded.

He canted his head as she spoke, and dropped into a more defensive position. He'd have to get inside her guard, but charging her would be suicide. He'd need to bait her into an attack.

"You first." Carter said.