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 Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 3:17 pm
It had been a while since the Fear induced flu hit, rendering most of Deus bedridden. Otto, being the rambunctious teen he was, was eager to get moving again. If he could stand without getting dizzy, he was good enough in shape to be running around.
At first, he went to the training grounds alone. Somehow though, after days of no one but Tenya to give him company (albeit annoying company), he was feeling lonely.
Otto would have to make someone play with him.
His first attempt was to annoy Bix. Bix would entertain him. Because Otto said so. The blonde knocked on his dorm room door repeatedly. "Yooooo! Come out! Training day!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 10:55 am
Bix had been trying to use his free afternoons for naps. He didn't like being unproductive but the week long cold had taken it's toll on him. Otto's banging roused a sleepy, pink faced albino to the crack of his door.
"Whatchu want, Otto?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:24 pm
"I wanna train. I wanna go outside. You're comin' with me." Otto said frankly, staring up at the tired looking and flushed albino. He wouldn't admit he wanted company. A spar, or at least a training exercise, was his excuse.
He took a step back, fully expecting the man to abide his calling. "Let's go!" His face remained serious, as it always was.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:50 pm
"A'right.." He grumbled. He'd napped long enough, right? It would be good to get back out and do something. Training.
Otto always looked so damn serious. WTF.
After the door clicked closed, Bix was coming out moments later. he hadn't bothered braiding his hair, it was in a high ponytail and waving in the breeze like some sort of amazing animu drawing.
"You're so hyper today.." He rubbed his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:57 pm
"Whadd'ya expect? Been cooped up in a bed for days on end. Why ain't you hyper?" Otto grouched, turning on his heel and heading out of the building. Otto may had been sick but he wasn't letting on that he was.
"I don't really feel up to a spar but how about target practice?" That was as much as he admitted to not feeling well. He figured since they were both mostly long range fighters it would suit their needs.
Unbeknownst to Bix, Otto had already set up a long line of pop cans in the training field to be shot down.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 5:05 pm
"Cause I was sleeping?" Bix smirked a bit. His nose seemed to be permanently red, chapped from blowing it for a week straight. "So what your saying is you missed me and you needed some company?"
He was just baiting Otto really, teasing as he woke up a bit more and closed his door behind him. "I can do target practice. I don't much feel like running around anyway. Lead the way, crazy."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 6:50 pm
"No! I never said that. Don't be dumb." Otto retorted, avoiding looking back at Bix in case he saw him turn a bit red.
Otto led the way, eventually opening up the door to the training fields. A line of cans were lined up, hanging from a makeshift clothes line between two walls. Don't ask how or why he did it. Otto had a lot of time on his hands.
"Uh yeah so.. this is here." He waved a hand at the line of cans, spaced out sporadically. "I figure we each take aim at marked ones. Hit only the red cans, and not the blue ones. Hit a blue and you get a penalty. At the end, we tally up. Winner gets bragging rights."
. . .
"No I didn't spend all morning coming up with a gam-----challenge."
<course you didn't.>>
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:31 am
"Ohhh yeah this is just.. here." Bix laughed a little but was impressed by Otto's initiative. It was also clearly set up with range fighting in mind... was this special? JUST FOR THE TWO OF THEM?!
Otto would have to be Bix's valentine next year. *u*
"No of course you didn't completely plan this out. That would require so much effort on your part..." Bix chuckled a bit but summoned his bow all the same. "I'll go first?"
Bix drew a single arrow and easily pinned a red can.
"BAM. Your turn." He couldn't help but think that cans were small targets for Otto's massive boomerang.
[Even: Blue, Odd: Red]
Bix Score: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:38 am
Good. Glad Bix understood that this was just here by no effort on Otto's part. Because that would imply Otto gave a s**t about something. We couldn't have that.
This challenge was great for an archer like Bix, but Otto also had a plan for himself. He'd show that stupid Split Tone girl who was clumsy! If he could properly aim his weapon for precision, then there was no way he could be looked down on by stupid dumb bitchy ball kickers again.
Otto summoned Tenya, and rather than throw it like he normally did, he tried throwing it vertically, lining it up with a red can and letting it go.
"...Dammit." Penalty for Otto. He huffed and caught the weapon as it returned.
[Even: Blue, Odd: Red]
Otto Score: -1
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:42 am
Bix watched the boomerang, large and in charge, hit the blue can and make the whole line shake. Bix thought he'd be good with the shaking targets but his next arrow clanked into the wrong colored can.
"You sure we shouldn't be using milk jugs?" Bix teased.
[Even: Blue, Odd: Red]
Bix Score: 1
Missed: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 7:47 am
Otto Scores: 1
Otto Misses: 1
"Milk jugs..." Otto raised a brow, almost thoughtfully. Next time. It'd certainly be easier for his weapon type than cans.
Otto reeled back his weapon and let it go again, this time hitting the red can he'd been aiming for.
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:18 am
"Ya know.." Bix pinned another red can, his arrow sizzling away. "I'm amazed at any precision you get with that thing."
That was a compliment, right?
[Even: Blue, Odd: Red]
Bix Score: 2
Missed: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 8:54 am
Otto took it as a compliment. "It's really hard though.." Otto admitted, glaring at the cans like they just spat on his shoes.
Bam. Another can.
"That Split-Tone b***h? She said I was clumsy. I was gunna write it off as her bein' a stupid b***h but.." Why not try and refute her point by training not to be clumsy.
Otto Scores: 2
Otto Misses: 1
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iloveyouDIE rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 11:25 am
PING! Bix nailed another can. Well so far they seemed to both be doing well.
"I hate that chick. Oh hey check it out.." Bix pulled up his shirt to show Otto the fresh, 8" long scar that now decorated his abdomen. "Sweet scar, right?"
[Even: Blue, Odd: Red]
Bix Score: 3
Missed: 1
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 11:35 am
Otto Scores: 3
Otto Misses: 1
Good. Bix shared his hate for the bearded lady.
Otto looked toward Bix as he held his boomerang at the ready, curling his lip at the sight of the nasty looking scar. "Uh yeah. That's pretty damn sweet." He said almost sounding impressed. "Nice seein' it cleaned up instead of staining my goddamn bedsheets." He added bitterly, giving Bix a judgemental eye.
Another throw and another red can assassinated.
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