>>5408120(In line with the proposal that Mellow can alter time with his mood)
Rage Racer noticed the shattered glass of Mellow's window floating in midair. No, no that wasn't quite right, they were moving- but at a snail's pace.
"You know, you really should not have done that."
Rage could feel fresh adrenaline coursing through his veins as he turned to face Mellow; he could see that smug blackguard's smirk in his mind already. Though his mind was craning his neck, his muscles moved slower than 4chan when the servers are out of whack.
"Terribly sorry, good man, I'll bring you back up to speed- my speed, that is-soon."
Rage's head was finally turned to face him, a sword floating through the air towards him, hilt first. He pulled it out of thin air as he heard the scrape of steel against scabbard. Mr. Mellow had just pulled the head of his walking cane out of its' shaft, revealing a rapier blade.
"Let's skip the formalities, shall we, Mister Racer? I always found it horridly degrading to slap another man with a glove just to issue a challenge. You have offended me, sir. Greatly. Yet I can admire you, you are the first opponent to force my hand upon the flow of time. You are respectable yet, so let us settle this as gentlemen."
"Yes." Rage Racer growled. "Let's."