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Thomas was nowhere near promotion. It was, in fact, the absolute furthest thing from his mind. What was on his mind, however, was the fact that he knew he still kind of sucked when it came to using his weapon, which meant that he needed a lot more practice.

And so, to the training grounds for his now daily regimen. He hadn't bothered spiking up his hair yet, as it was likely to get damp with sweat and flatten again anyways (though at the moment, because of his morning shower, it looked quite soft and fluffy). Multiple piercings, ear, lip, and eyebrow alike, all glinted in the sunshine as he made his way to the field with a small smile on his face and a definite spring to his step.

It was just as he was approaching the edge that he heard a somebody calling out to him, and he stopped, turning dark eyes towards the owner of the voice, finding himself somewhat surprised to see a very tall, and very gorgeous woman (the woman part at least was expected).

"Ah, yes, of course, if that is what you desire!" He grinned, his voice lilted with an Italian accent as he gave her a small bow, one hand going to his heart while his other arm stayed at his side. "How could I refuse such a commanding presence, with the beauty to match?"

On his wrists, two black, metallic like bracelets began to glow, before both of his hands were enveloped in gauntlets, with spiked knuckles and a crossbow mounted on each.

While he made his first impressions, his gaze flicked over the woman, taking in the entirety of her beauty. Her height was a rarity to him, and rather a plus, as it meant he wasn't going to have to crane his neck downward to look at her (not that he really minded having to do so anyways).

"Well, I do so try, m'lady." He said directly after her 'perfect' comment, giving her a broad grin and a wink, all while taking her lead and moving further out onto the training field proper so that they could get started.

He hadn't noticed her gun until she raised it up, and while looking down it's barrel while it was pointed at him was somewhat intimidating, he couldn't imagine being hit by it's bullets could be any worse then being struck by a giant axe or pummeled with arrows as he had been before.

"Ah, yes. I am Thomas, but I do prefer Tommy, if you don't mind." He bowed again, this time a sweeping gesture with both arms spreading to his sides before he straightened to draw back the strings on both of his crossbows, one at a time.

"Ready when you are."

The gunshot itself was a startling sound, and Tommy was braced for impact, though what was perhaps more startling was having not been hit at all. Perhaps she was just trying to shake him up a bit? Curious...but a thought for perhaps later as his opening to strike back had come.

And strike back he did, with a double fire that sent two electric blue bolts straight at their target. A wide grin continued to grace Thomas's face as he then replied.

"It is much appreciated. If there is anything else you wish me to call you, I would be most happy to oblige, bella."

HP: 40
Damage: 8

Like Claude, after Thomas had fired he was back on the move, circling, doubling back, trying to her from being able to focus on him long enough to land a hit. His steps, however, were also oh so gradually bringing himself closer to her, likely making himself an easier target, though he had a reason for wanting to get in close.

But not just yet. Not close enough yet.

The shot hit him this time, a solid strike to his shoulder. Wincing a little, he reached to restring his right gauntlet before sending a bolt back in retaliation.


HP: 37
Damage: 2

He continued to relentlessly attempt to close the distance between them, always moving closer towards her even while keeping himself dodging from side to side.

His body turned as she clipped him with another bullet, this one only a barely noticed sting against his Fear shield. He rolled with it, however, spinning on the heels of his leather boots and coming to a stop with his gauntlet aimed at her, his middle finger pressing against the trigger in the palm to let the electrified bolt fly.

"Ah, not very long. Only a couple of months or so. You?" He asked, all smiles once more.

HP: 36
Damage: 8

"Ah, six months! You must be so full of stories to tell then, bella. I have not even stepped foot off of this island, yet. How many monsters have you now seen?" He asked, face brightening with a certain interest.

As she took aim at him, he attempted to jump to the side and out of the way, but the bullet took him painfully in his leg, which made him grit his teeth and hiss lightly. Hands in front of himself, he tucked himself into a roll before springing back up to his feet, in one fluid and oddly graceful motion.

Turning on his heel again so that he was facing her once more, he strung his gauntlet deftly and fired once more.


HP: 33
Damage: 4

This woman was beautiful, but her attitude was awfully flat, leaving much to be desired for Tommy, who rather enjoyed the people he was conversing with to at least, well, have a little bit of personality. He wondered, briefly, what had made her this way, though he also wondered if it was some kind of defense mechanism, if she was perhaps just the type that took time to open up to other people.

Well, he certainly wasn't going to be completely put off by her lack of enthusiasm. He continued to smile, taking the shot she fired at him with a wince before restringing both of his gauntlets, always keeping on the move, and still, attempting to get closer to her if possible.

"Titans?" He asked, eyebrows raising, before firing off another bolt in her direction. "I think I have heard of these. What was that like?" He asked, determined to get at least some amount of conversation out of her.

HP: 30
Damage: 4