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 Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2015 2:45 am
He wasn't following her. Really he wasn't. He was actually out enjoying a break in the daylight. It was eerily quiet here with only the people here. No sound of birds, no crickets nothing except the sound of the waves that carried up from the ocean. He had done his morning routine already, and was just doing some light walking back. He was not following her. He just happened to be walking towards her. This time he was actually wearing cloths at least. When he spotted her he did not try to avoid her. Even though every interaction with her was awkward. His plan was to merely pass her and say hello and move on with his day.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2015 4:41 am
Once she'd been introduced to the training fields, it was hard to keep Ana away from them. She was desperate to practice the use of guns, because it had never been her specialty, and she had riddled the dummies with holes for hours. When Clyde headed up towards her, he'd given her plenty of time to realize he was coming, and she automatically assumed this meant he was looking to practice, as well. Her guns twirled thoughtfully on each ring finger, pausing in her practice to give him the time he needed to reach her. Then she fired a gun in his direction, far too wide to actually hit him, and smiled. "Good morning, Clyde."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 12:15 am
The shot was unexpected and he dove for the dirt. Clyde was not taking chances. Not any chances. Vanessa was laughing at him saying that she would have shielded him.
"Ahhhh good morning Ana."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 12:30 am
That was an over-exaggerated reaction, and Ana immediately regretted the little bubble of laughter that escaped her when she saw him dive down. Both of her hands lifted to cover her mouth - which accidentally made her slap her guns against her face - and she winced with both regret, and a little pain. She probably deserved that. "Sorry." She whispered, waving her guns away until they disappeared into thin air, and stepping forward several long paces to offer him a hand. "I didn't mean to scare you, it was just for fun. I would never shoot anyone for no good reason. I really wouldn't." Both of her hands were held out to him now, and her expression was pinched with regret, visible even past the mask.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 12:53 am
"Oh I'm good. I just nearly got hit with a hammer the other day." Clyde took the offered hand and got up. Besides he didn't know how mad she was at him. But she seemed ok now. Much better than the last time they meet. "It got a smile out of you so it was worth it." he grinned at her with a short wink.
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 1:44 am
Her smile faltered, for a brief second, before she forced it back out of sheer good will. "Haha, that you did, that you did.." She chuckled awkwardly, ducking her head to keep from having to look in his eyes. "Only nearly? Who is throwing hammers at you? That's rude." The hypocrisy of her question eased her shyness enough to back away and return her focus on the dummy she'd been shooting. She moved closer to it, and began a series of dedicated punches that seemed to follow a rhythm, like a violent dance. "So, other than trying to make me smile, what brings you out here?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2015 5:36 pm
"You didn't see the Hammer." he grinned remembering Shu's hammer. It was huge. Then she did smack him a few times with it, but that was no matter. That as sparing. "And around here I guess that kind of thing is pretty common... There were piranhas in the training room. Piranhas." he grinned, no he was not joking, but he thought it was funny. So being shot at wasn't that high on his list of weird things around here. That actually ranked in the land of normal. And with his FEAR sheila, he felt safer. "Not much I just got done with my morning run."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 12:42 am
Her eyes sparkled with interest when he mentioned going out on a run, but then she remembered that she had a little too much in common with Clyde, and going on runs with the man likely meant conversation. It immediately deflated her to think about it. "Oh." She breathed out, sounding as if she was unhappy that he wasn't here for another reason, when in truth that wasn't really the case. "Well, that's good. Runs are good." The awkwardness began to creep back into her voice, and her posture, and the way she shifted her legs. "I'm here practicing with the girls. I've gotten a little better, but I could still use some work. I was better at hand to hand. You know," She put her fists up and faked a few jabs. "That kind of thing."
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 3:00 am
Clyde would not have minded a running partner. What was in the past was in the past. Even so she was confusing to him, still. He couldn't tell if she wanted him around or not. He would have just kept going but now they were in conversation. "Practicing with the..." he looked at her hands. Oh those girls. He assumed that's what she meant. He didn't see anyone else and the only other girls he could think of was a little higher. And for some reason he didn't think she would be practicing with those outside. Then again one never knew and he didn't judge. "I never was a fighter really. I mean I've had to wallop a guy once or twice, but... I've done more fighting here than I did in my past live." They were legally dead after all. Clyde was still getting used to the idea. Not that he minded horribly but it was odd to think about. "I'm getting pretty good with my guns though." she had guns too it seemed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 4:26 am
"Your guns?" She quipped back quickly, clearly interested. "That's right. You have guns too." Apparently, she did not seem upset by the mention of the weapon that had been so easily turned on her. In fact, she seemed intrigued. "May I see them?" It was clear that if someone wanted to keep Ana interested, the best way to do it was to talk about fighting, guns, or violence in general. She was a real charmer.
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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 5:02 am
He suspected she remembered them, considering he put one of them into her not too long ago. Then again at the time he didn't know as much as he did now. "Yeah sure." he pulled out he tape measure and unrolled it letting it transform into the two guns. Vanessa groaned at him. She was less forgiving and less impressed by Ana. a pause.
Ok Vanessa was more than a little upset still. he tried to reassure her. With very much the expected effect.
"This is Vanessa. She says hi." Clyde ignored the hiss of grumpiness right after he said that. But Clyde was proud of his guns, he couldn't help but show them off to everyone.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 3:23 am
Ana grinned - and wasn't that a sight - when he held the guns out in front of her. "Hello, Vanessa. This is Naia - " She held up her guns beside Clyde's weapons, and her introduction paused when she realized something that had slipped her notice before. "Are all Deus guns normally so similar?" She commented, turning Naia in both of her hands as she compared the two. The markings were similar, and they both had those snake eyes.. but surely, that was where the similarities ended. "How does Vanessa work?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 9:30 pm
"Hello Naia." he greeted the weapon as was his custom when they were introduced. "They do look similar. Perhaps they were made from the same mold?" inserted Vanessa.
Clyde was left to wonder how exactly they grew guns out of pumpkins. Unable to come up with a good explanation... he merely moved on to answer Ana's question. "Mostly it's a point and shoot thing. Van shoots out little energy bullets well they are longer energy bullets, like spikes, and they disappear after contact. It's odd, but hey I never have to reload."
He looked at Naia. "What about you two?"
Nio Love 1 million years later. OPL
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 11:38 am
"I don't think they were molded. These creatures have a much more mystical origin." And yet, she didn't quite know the details of that origin herself. She only knew that Naia was not a gun, or had not always been a gun, and was very adamant about informing her partner about it constantly. "She shoots rounded pellets, much like a regular gun, but they're coated with some kind of very colorful gel that is corrosive. The damage is lingering." She aimed behind her at one of the dummies, firing three shots of varying colors that penetrated the dummy and then began to hiss with their colorful acid. "She has yet to inform me why she chose me, however. I'm trying to get better with guns, but. It's quite a task."
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 8:14 pm
"It is rather a mystery as to why they chose you isn't it? I've seen a lot of different ones, no two are the same that I've seen until now." he shrugged it off. "That is some nice shooting there, but that dummy isn't only ever going to sit there. Why not try it out on something that moves."
"It'll be fun." he grinned ignoring Vanessa's protests. "And you'll get to hit me like you wanted too."
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