[i]Rem Rem didn't nod back to Octavia, his helmeted face blank and empty, as he focused on the training. All of his attention was on it, even if it was a mere spar.. though, that wasn't a reason to fight any worse, whether it was serious, or not. He quickly got back into position, his left foot forward, right foot back, as he kept his eyes on the much shorter woman, circling with her, so that he was facing her at all times. His armour very lightly clanked with every step he took, the metal tapping against each other, boots making soft.. noises that I can't find a word for. His sword was held close to his body, the tip pointing over his right shoulder, and at the sky. Then, Remy attacked, going in with surprising speed. He took several steps forwards, just to give his sword some momentum, the blade already cutting through the air. It was a diagonal-ish attack, the sword swinging in mostly horizontally, as it came in from the right, aimed for Octavia's middle.[/i]