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 Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 1:38 pm
It was a slightly strange sight, the two reaper boils venturing towards the misty fields. Roch was carrying a small, cheap ice chest packed with pop. On his back he had his ratty backpack with the patched up heart sewn on it. Out of it stuck the handle of what looked to be a baseball bat.
If they were hunting, they sure as hell weren't doing it right. "Hey, Bandit, think this place will work?" Roch called, putting down the foam ice chest and looking around. "Looks pretty empty."
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 2:04 pm
Mot too had a satchel of sorts, containing who knows what. The day looked to be a good one, if his smile was any indication.
"Looks good to me." Mot answered back, dropping his bag onto the ground. "I did a bit of customizing to our weapons last night. Just to make it more.. real." Mot smirked, bending down and rifling through the bag of tricks he had brought. The reaper pulled out two pellet guns, one fashioned with a long metal chain to give it the weight and look of his own summoned weapon.
"I got a little carried away.." Mot admitted with a light chuckle. The reaper pulled out a pair of leather gun holsters made specially for the pellet guns Mot had gotten at the toy store. "Compliments of Hel." Mot added with a grin.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 2:08 pm
Roch's eyes lit up. "Dude, holsters?? AWESOME! What'd you have to offer her to get those?" he teased as he took one of the holsters and strapped it on before taking the gun. He took off his backpack and dug out the things he had, starting with the baseball bat. They'd wound up having to go to a different store for the ball bearings, but he had two small bags of them, one which he tossed to Mot.
"I got these pretty cheap," he told the other boil. "I'll show you some tricks later. Now," he went on, opening the ice chest and pulling out two pops. "Let's get the targets ready." He tossed one to Mot before popping his own open and gulping it down.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 3:23 pm
Mot smirked playfully, waggling a finger at Roch. "Never you mind. That transaction is between me and Hel~." It was probably nowhere near as secretive as all that. Mot was probably being a total nerd.
Mot caught the bag tossed at him, almost not expecting the weight of the contents inside. He looked up in time to see and catch the can of pop he had been thrown as well. Tricks? Oh boy, he was either in for a world of wonder or hurt, knowing Roch?
Mot set the bag aside, opening up the can of pop and smirking. "Cheers." Mot cheered and chugged the pop in its entirety.
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Ice Queen rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 3:27 pm
"Like that, huh?" he asked with a wicked grin. "I don't think I'm old enough to know."
Roch slipped his own ball bearings into his pocket, having finished off his pop, and grabbed the baseball bat, tossing the empty can into the air and catching it a few times. "I'm gonna bat this, and you're gonna try and shoot it, okay?" he said. "Don't start with the holster, we'll work up to that. For now just aim and shoot."
He tossed it, caught it, and took his baseball stance. "You ready man?" he asked, tossing the air into the can one more time, then hitting it with his bat.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 4:26 pm
"Old enough to know what?" He asked with a raised brow.
Maybe it was best Mot missed that point entirely..
Mot was ready! Ready for this training to start. "Born ready!" Mot called out, lifting up the pellet gun with the chain on it. It wasn't quite like his own weapon, but that was part of the training. At the end of this, his speed and reaction would be heightened.
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 4:28 pm
Mot lifted the weapon up as Roch hit the can across the field, firing a shot...
And hit that can square in the center. "YEEHAW!"
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Ice Queen rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 4:31 pm
Roch stared, gapejawed at the can that had just been hit. "JackDAMN boil! That was awesome!" he said, almost jumping up and down he was so excited. "I can't believe it! The first try, even!!"
He ran to the fallen can, grabbing it quickly and racing back to where he'd batted it from. "Do that again!" he said, eagerly as he threw the can into the air and slammed his bat into it.
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 4:43 pm
Mot almost couldn't believe it either. That was a very lucky shot. Or maybe he was a lot more skilled than he thought he was. Mot puffed with pride, grinning devilishly at his accomplishment. It felt so good to be cheered on for something he was good at.
"I'll try." Mot readied his weapon and shot at the can as it launched into the air. No such luck, as the bullet shot past the can by a few inches. "Aw shoot. Again!"
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Ice Queen rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:24 pm
Roch nodded, grabbing another can of pop and gulping it down before tossing it into the air and slamming his bat into it to send it flying. Even though it hadn't hit, it'd still been really close.
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:33 pm
"I'm a little worried what all this pop is going to do to you." Mot laughed, readying himself for the next shot while Roch chugged another can of the beverage. Maybe they should have downed them in the time in between the shopping trip and now...
Once again, a can was launched, and Mot lifted his head to take aim.
The pellet almost grazed the can. So close. So close. "Aaaaaaah, almost!"
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Ice Queen rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:38 pm
"I think it clipped it!" Roch called to the other boil, heading over and grabbing the can again. "See? Look, tiny lil dent right here! Maybe," he said, still grinning. "Either way, you were jackin' close!"
He tossed the can, catching it, then tossed it again, slamming it with the baseball bat again.
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:49 pm
"That means I at least know what I'm doing." Mot called out. Close calls were good, but not great. He needed another hit. This session was about becoming better. Faster.
Mot spun the gun on his finger until Roch was ready for another launch. He gripped the weapon and fired another shot.
However, he had lost his concentration while spinning the weapon, and fired too late, not even getting anywhere near the can.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 5:53 pm
Roch laughed. "No fancy work yet, Bandit! That's gonna haveta wait for later." He put the bat down, leaning against it and letting out a happy sound. "Jack, it's good to not think. But you might be right about that bein' too much pop," he admitted, feeling jittery from the sugar and caffeine.
"So what did you really pay Hel? I should at least offer somethin', since she made me one too!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 7:14 pm
A break was well needed. Mot set the gun inside its holseter, then attaching the belt onto himself. Now he felt like a real cowboil with that added weight on his hip. The reaper sauntered over to Roch, grabbing a can of pop to drink while they had their break.
"Naw, she said she didn't need anything." Mot assured him, cracking open the can with a loud hissing sound. "I tried to offer her anything but she insisted."
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