[i]The moment she opened her mouth, Zachary knew instantly that he disliked Marcia. That wasn't saying much, as Zach disliked many people, and he didn't make many friends like that, either. He looked the girl over, his bright, blue eyes narrowing as they reached Marcia's face. He wiped what dust was on his New Magnesium straight sword off with his left, gloved hand, then gripped its handle tightly with both of his ambidextrous hands, ready for a duel. Silently, he wondered to himself if the rich, snobby girl even knew how to start a duel properly, but that was about to be found out.[/i]