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 Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:06 pm
"How do you expect me to do such with my eyes still closed? I have many ways of knowing .. which way are you wanting me to?" she asked, a look of frustration and near desire to give up right there shown on her face.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:14 pm
It's called listening.* Ali crossed his arms infront of his chest and watched her for a few moments, eventually smiling.* Alright since you were so good at hitting without looking, next time I'll place out bottles in a area, blindfold you and then you are to shoot each and every one of them. If you miss even once then you'll have to shoot yourself in the leg. For now though, hit the mark I hit and if you miss then you are to shoot yourself through your upper left arm.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:30 pm
She smiled and nodded her head. No twirling this time, simply taking aim of where she believed the shot had hit. Again, thanks to her elven ears, she was able to accurately judge where a sound came from to within a few inches but that would not be good enough for this. Thinking, waiting, helping herself remember more, she inhaled deeply before shooting, and coming damn close to hitting it on mark. "Do I even wish to know how badly my aim was?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 6:39 pm
It was acceptable, but you still have to shoot yourself in the left arm. A Gunslinger needs to get used to the pain of being shot, cause a Gunslinger will be shot at times. Even the best of us Master Gunslingers get shot.* Ali smiled a little, it was tough teachings but needed. Afterall if a gunslinger wee shoot in a place that really hurt and gave up just for that then Everything was wasted. Kill zones were another issue, those were places you desperatly avoided another gunslinger to hit.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:16 pm
Blue eyes opened quickly, looking to him with shock as if to ask 'are you serious?' but she already knew the answer to the question. Her lip trembled slightly for a moment before taking a deep breath, pressing the gun against her arm gently, knowing this would hurt even more. Like a child at the doctor who did not want to see the big needle that was about to poke them to draw blood, she looked away before pulling the trigger, feeling the burning and tearing of the bullet going straight through her arm, barely missing the bones - a straight shot between the two in her forearm, leaving one neat yet bloody hole through her arm. Crying out in pain, it was all she could do to keep from looking at her arm and trying to heal herself immediately to cease the pain. Closing her eyes, she stood there calmly for a moment, a trickle of blood running down her arm, dropping drip by drip on the ground beneath her. This was again triggering something within her and her eyes again were changed from circular blue orbs to slitted in the center.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 3:47 pm
Hurt like hell doesn't it?* Ali watched her with a serious expression, it never got any better but you could learn the handle it.*
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 5:41 pm
She looked to him with a murderous expression, half wondering if he was patronizing her somehow. She remained quiet though, watching him and waiting. When she realized he was not going to start up more she asked; "What now?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 4:40 am
You continue lesson one with only your injured arm while it is still wounded* Ali narrowed his eyes at her, yeah this training was a b***h but Ali took this very serious. Anyone could wield a gun, but only a few could be gunslingers and anyone claiming they were but couldn't back that up insulted the real gunslingers and the entire reason and persons that created it.*
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 10:48 am
With a sigh, she paused for a moment, breathing deeply. Taking position with her feet, she moved both hands swiftly, grabbing both guns, twirling once, pointing forward, then holstering them again. She made an odd sound, then dropped to one knee, breathing deeply, trying to remain in control.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 6:25 am
Get up* Ali narrowed his eyes more at her, his tone harsh and serious. She had a gunshot wound in the arm, not the legs and therefor Ali saw no reason for her to fall to her knees. Time to take the drill sargent way.* You've just been shot in the arm, I thought you were tougher then this. I thought Powell had trained you and made you tougher, has he failed? I guess I'll have to fire him then cause you're not tough enough to stand after a single shot in the arm.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 12:11 pm
Growling when he told her to get up, she was still clutching herself while remaining on one knee. When he finished speaking a moment passed before she looked up to him, still breathing deeply and trying to maintain control. Patches of skin on her face, and arms if he were inclined to look, were now blue. The reason for her dropping was not of the pain but of the taxing battle within herself to stop the change. Unfortunately Alis words did not help her to achieve this goal as she wanted to explain and was feeling frustrated at how he was speaking to her. Once she gave up trying to prevent the change, it took less than a minute for the rest of her body to change though all that would be visible would be her skin turning blue with scales here and there.
Still frustrated at his choice of words, she closed the distance between them with a few swift strides, grabbing the front of his shirt with her left hand and lifting him clear off the ground. "Mister Powell and his mate have helped me more than you shall ever know. What I want is control of my own body and right now, it is you who has said the words and requested the actions that lead me to change. For this, I am upset with you." she said in a sharp tone. All the while, blood was still trickling from her arm but the healing had sped up slightly with the transformation. Tossing him down again, not forcibly, she stepped away from him again, watching with narrowed eyes for a moment before again, with great swiftness took up the two guns and using the right one, shot both holes before giving another twirl back in to the holsters. She then shifted her feet slightly and sighed, frustrated with herself as well as him now. "I can tolerate the pain but the insults are too much from you."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:26 pm
They were empty words, We use that against my new soldiers in order to push them to prove us wrong and to see just how far their mentality reaches before they break. It's basically encouragment disguised as insults, it works on my soldiers, thought it would work on you too and in a way it did. You're on your feet, you proved me wrong. Good job* Ali smiled at her, a rather proud smile at that. She was getting balls so to speak, to lift him off ground and basically tell him off face to face.*
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:30 pm
Her expression was somewhere between a frown and a pout, though either way it was clear that she was not pleased. "I need to be in control of myself else I will injure people. You have seen this more than any other here. I lost control, though regained it as well. Still, to me, the loss for even a moment is unacceptable." she said softly, not meeting his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:36 pm
I am the only one here.* Ali held his arms out as if telling " Here I am", smiling at her. Moving his arms infront of his chest again and crossing them afterwards.* I hate to brag but I can handle the most that's thrown at me.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 2:46 pm
"Meaning in relative terms to the syndicate. Few have seen me when not in control even once let alone several times, you have seen this part of me several times. That is unusual. And before I came here, only my master had seen me lose control several times." she said softly, stating more of what was on her mind before bobbing her head slightly. "Stating fact is not bragging." she said softly, tilting her head.
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