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::Jaejoong::

Kim Jaejoong, also known as the Rising Dragon of the East loved to shoot here and there, and he wanted to have some fun shooting because that’s one of the things that he liked to do when he was inspired because it helped him to cool off and have some time to chill out because of the menial s**t of life but he felt like this would chill him out to learn the fighting style of the gunslingers, the ultimate skill of being perfected with their shots, also known as the Gun Kata. It was a skilled style using a gun in an offensive but also defensive manner. It wasn’t every day that you learn such a style it was made for people who were definitely serious about shooting their guns. It was a skilled attacking style. It would be semi difficult but Jaejoong would get it as well as have fun using it. It wasn’t too hard for him to grasp it was all about kill shots and making sure that each shot would either kill or disarm for the case of Jaejoong, he was happy learning this style because he was going to have fun with it. He felt like he could just use the guns to their maximum extent. Of course he got the proper handgun the Dragonfire revolver, it was a nice gun although he had his to look black and blue colored, and have a dragon on the barrel and it looked sweet in the proper lights because well he wouldn’t go out with only a shitty looking gun, no no he would make sure he had only the best handgun. It was only when he realized that it looked more sweeter than most guns and so he wouldn’t mind that the was holding such a powerful weapon, and that meant with great power came great responsibility. In Jaejoong’s case it was the knowledge of the gun kata and the fact he could kill some other person with a weapon. As per code to every law and code to any gun owner, any gun is dangerous and the fact of the matter that if some person came to attack you, and you were trained to fight, that you would try to peacefully not battle, but if that wasn’t the case you would need to battle and hope to not kill the person, but when push comes to shove you know that you need to fight. Jaejoong was reading a book about Gun Kata and gun safety because well he cared about other humans, and the causes for safety since he knew that he couldn’t protect everyone In the world, but if he could protect the people closest to him and that meant everything to Jaejoong as he adjusted his weight beginning to start the practice after reading the book and enjoying the knowledge now it was time to put that knowledge of battle into action and use it properly to kill and disarm any man against him.

He saw a series of targets around his form closing his eyes and calming his mind down just enough to hear his heart beating making the only noise that wasn’t loud enough to detour him from his goal at hand, which was to be able to take out multiple targets with ease and prove his worth as a true and perfected gunslinger. As his form adjusted his weight a bit as his eyes slowly opened as he began to focus on what he needed to do now. As his left hand whipped out the Revolver shooting out three shots forwards then three shots backwards all at the main targets that were a good five meters away. As he did that he adjusted his weight blocking a swinging weapon with his gun allowing the metal sliding against the metal as he dodged the area with simplistic ease as it seemed like he was shooting at nothing as his form began to watch what he was doing kicking some of the targets that got close enough as his form maneuvered around the system as each movement was as clean as the first movement he made with his gun doing the talking it would seem. As his form kicked off of the targets as he kicked a dummy with three simple kicks knocking it off of the wood it stood as he looked at the targets In the front as it was snipped out perfectly by the bullets through the bull’s-eye it seemed like his shooting had gotten a lot better since he had started taking up guns. As his eyes watched the first three to the front three he kicked off of the shot hole through targets as he did he looked at the three targets as he chuckled lightly to himself seeing the same result looking at the ground as there was one more shot in his chamber as he pointed it down on the dummy that was in front of him originally when he was standing and had his eyes closed for that brief moment then he smirked and pointed it at the supposed crown of the dummy was firing the last bullet in the chamber as it pierced through the head leaving a nice head wound that would be neigh possible for a normal doctor to take care of and shot through the shoulder as well winging and killing the man with one simple shot. As his form landed on the solid ground as he looked at the carnage of the training area as he took his gun and placed it away as he moved out of the room as he felt so much better now killing the dummies and as the people watching his traning run slightly clapped at his skills as his long ebony hair covered his eyes for a second as he then walked out of the place going to go wandering around Karakura and the outlier areas for a bit it would seem.

Collin entered the training area, taking a good look around. This place was quite extraordinary in the way that it was all built into the ground. Not that Collin hadn't been in a bunker before, just that he hadn't ever seen one with a huge opening on top. Didn't that defeat the purpose? In any case, Collin knew it was time to train. He'd always loved to fire old guns on his family's antique range, but now it was time to begin his career as a Number. So that meant that he needed the Gun-Kata on his side. He drew his antique revolver, admiring its detail. It was like him to do this, just staring at an object that caught his eye. A rarity, though, because nothing seemed to catch his eye anymore. Oh, what an excellent day this had been so far. And now for the cherry on top! Collin loaded his revolver with an energy magazine, carefully placing each bullet into its slot. He then spun the six-shooter, clicking it in with ease. He pulled back the lever, noticing the familiar click that meant death to all enemies. He held both hands on the gun, aiming at a nearby target. He fired once, feeling the hammer click in, and he pulled back again. Another shot rang out, nailing the target right through the head. A paper target, to clarify, but a target nonetheless. Collin kept firing, and loading, and firing again, in full concentration. He was at last able to fire with speed. But in a real fight, he would have to move around to avoid the enemy. He knew this, and so he began firing at a distance, strafing and diving for cover to avoid laser trackers that symbolized enemy bullet patterns. The lasers couldn't keep up with Collin, who was using his nimble physique to duck and weave around the makeshift war-zone. He loaded his revolver, clicking back the hammer and jumping over a beam. He landed past the laser's trajectory, firing three shots into the target. His mind became full of thoughts on where the targets were in relation to Collin's every move, making a mental radar of both the lasers and each bulls eye. He stopped to aim, clicking in a full clip to a targets "head". He then swiped for cover, pulling himself down just in time to avoid the laser that would've been a kill-shot in real life. The projector made a "BANG!" noise, which symbolized a bullet being fired. It wasn't fast enough, though, as Collin was already safe behind a desk. He kept going, launching over the table. Collin was beginning to get the hang of it now, the pattern of being in a place to avoid enemy retaliation, yet still maintain a vantage point on the target, and be able to execute a kill-shot at any point. The revolver truly was well-suited for this kind of fighting; being small and easy to point, having a handle to grip without recoil, and even having an adjustable clip, to be fed energy rounds. This was a trance, almost, comparable to hypnosis. After a few more minutes of dodging, and returning fire to all the right places, Collin hit the 'Off' switch on the simulator. The laser pointer shut off, and the targets reverted to their starting position.

On top of a building, a figure looked down upon the havoc being raised. The figure jumped, landing on his feet, and dropping to one knee to absorb the impact, before standing up again and brushing off his shoulder. The figure was dark-skinned, with an afro that seemed to be much too large to support by any human neck.

"I know who you are, Lu Bu. They call you the destroyer king. I'm gonna put that name to the test, ya dig? Put your blades up, sucka, cause I'm 'bout to whoop yo a**!" He said, before charging straight at the hollow, drawing a fist back and throwing a haymaker straight at Lu Bu's face.

Bambam was not about to let some hollow run around blowing stuff up on earth. He would defeat this enemy, for the children.