"School" Thursday week 23

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"School" Thursday week 23

Post  Pinkie on Tue Jun 26, 2012 2:01 am

*Pinkie had been a frenzy of activity in the firing range since around 10:00am. She had been constructing an elaborate set of obstacles in front of each of the targets; large stacked boxes shielded huge sheets of metal in one range while the next held the same sheets at the fore with durasteel at the back, the third held a strange myriad of obstacles meant to distract from the lead target at the back and the last held only a lightly peppered fully body target, comprised completely of durasteel. It is not ideal, but it will do. The distractions and pressures of combat can come later, if ever. She should have the option to wield these weapons if she wishes. And while I do not like the idea, if someone breaks in when everyone else is on a mission, or more likely if a corporation breaks down the walls or rains fire from the sky.... then there are certainly enough of them lying around.... Still. Pinkie was wearing the combat dress Ida had acquired for her, with only Amanda holstered over her back. Nathan was set down at the front of one of the firing stalls but Pinkie was not standing near to him. With one last look at her work in satisfaction, and one last look at Nathan with the slightest of nods Pinkie rose her voice and spoke.*

Bell, could you come to the firing range please? I have a lesson for you if you want it.
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Re: "School" Thursday week 23

Post  SosieTerrehaute on Mon Jul 02, 2012 11:59 pm

Bell tilted her head as she heard Pinkie's words from the firing range. She was dressed in a white T-shirt and brown shorts and rolled from her bed. Cartoons could wait. It had been a long time since she had.. trained with her godmother. Landing lightly on her feet, she made her way downstairs.

She entered the firing range tentatively--or, slightly slower than normal--and gave the room a brief looking over. Many people trained alone in the room, and she hadn't given much thought to Pinkie's rearrangement. Her green eyes trailed over the railguns. She stopped a few steps in the room, feeling the floor with her bare feet as she readied herself to drop into a defensive stance, if need be. "What kind of lesson?"
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