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 Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:11 am
Arceli fires a few more shots from this distance, but then hits the button again and the target moves another 50 meters ammasing a total distance of 100 meters. This was probly about what she shot from when she got Kin. She zooms in to 5x on the scope and fires a shot, it comes closs but misses. She tries again and hits the card but not the target.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:13 am
*He gets up out of his chair and begins to walk into the shadows of a nearby alleyway.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:29 am
Arceli flicks the few stray bangs of hair out of her eyes; they'd fallen down while she was shooting and she lines the gun up with the target again. She fires and hits the target near the edge, at the 1 point mark. She reloads and fires again, getting the 3 point mark this time.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:42 am
*Kamahl wandered about the city....looking for the origin of the gunshots. He knew it was muffled by the walls of a building and it would be hard to track. Carefully, he made his way towards the shooting club.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:46 am
Arceli can't smell the person getting close over the sulphur dioxide of her own shots and the shots of the only other person there; a guy wearing hunting gear who looked too old and too fat to be a hunter and who's aim would be dangerous if it was any more erratic. She fires again at the target and gets the 9 mark. She notices all three shots are in a line which means at least she's getting good groups, even if its taking her three shots to hit the kill zone. She presses a button and the target retuns to her. She folds it up and puts it in her pocket, then starts to walk out.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:51 am
*The mist and fumes from the sewers below caused his vision to be blurred slightly. His smell wasn't affected too much though.....he can smell an individual that was different than the normal people walking in the city. In a slow, smooth gait he made his way towards the street where the shooting club was located.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:54 am
Arceli steps out of the club, the rifle on her back and smells, right away, the guy who was aproaching. She looks right at him, her eyes meet his and she knows he's not a normal mortal. Since she's made a point of introducing herself to other non-mortals lately she walks towards him, smiling her confident smile.
"Hello there"
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:57 am
((Note: the sulphur bit was wrong. Myapologies *needs to pay more attention in chemistry lessons*))
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 10:58 am
*He nods to the person whom he had just ran into. A question ran through his mind as he stood there.....what faction was this one from? Lycan or vampire? Either way he was still on his guard because he didn't want to take any chances. His gaze slowly makes its way towards the gun on her shoulder. Obviously, this place was a bad part of town so the gun would be needed.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:03 am
She gets close to him and lowers her voice a bit. It was one thing to talk in clubs where you could barely hear the person sitting next to you, it was another to talk in quiet streets. She could tell by every aspect of his body language, and scent, that he was en guarde.
"Look I know you're not normal, and neither am I, but there's no need to be so tense. Even if you are with the vamps im not gonna attack you unless you start something. I'm Arceli, a lycan, by the way"
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:07 am
*Kamahl was slightly relieved to hear that she was one of his kind. Normally, he doesn't meet too many people....he just did his job. His job normally kept him busy and gave him everything he needed. He replied in his thick Russian accent.*
I'm Kamahl, a lycan new to this city.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:10 am
Ducking behind what seems to be a huge stack of crates, she holds her throat gently, her breathing was making it burn. Loading her guns again, she throws the empty clips onto the ground. She kept quiet as she tried to sense out where he was, sensing another Lycan. Kinikki! Her mind flitting back to the barbed bolts, she takes off again. If she kept the Vampire moving, he wouldnt fire at Kinikki. As she turned a corner, she trips over a mortal putting his rubbish out. The mortal uttered curse words, while Xan untangled herself from him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:11 am
Arcelilaughs a bit. She liked his accent, and the fact that he wasnt trying to kill her.
"you should talk to Xan or Logan or Kinniki, now I helped cure him. Long story. They're the three eldars I know about around here. They helped me settle in a little"
Arceli's hand drops form the gun in the holster at her waist. She'd moved it there so naturaly that not even your average Lycan elder would have realised it was for her gun, unless they saw the butt she'd been loosely holding
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:15 am
*Cady was so focused on what was ahead he didnt even notice what was behind. He hears the crash as she trips over into the rubbish around the corner and he runs round. He shoots at her but gets the mortal in the back who falls to his knees. He twitches and dies as the barbs extend inside him, tearing through his spinal chord due to the bolts priximity to his spine. Cady curses, and begins to take aim again, still not aware of the Lycan on his tail.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:15 am
*He listens to her as she speaks.....all of it was comprehensible to him. A few seconds after she stopped speaking, Kamahl sensed something coming to their vicinity. Danger was eminent and he would be slightly unprepared for anything that would happen. Slowly, he made his way towards a shadowed area near the shooting club building so he can keep a low profile. A war was already being fought.....and he was in the middle of it.*
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