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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/3/2017 8:14:56 PM
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[i]"Here, you see that little guy at the end of the barrel? Well, line him up with the target. Make sure he's between the two lines closest to the gun, which is called the iron sights." [/i]
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[i]Star sigh.[/i] [b]Star:[/b] "I know and I tried. I'm just so nervouse." [b]Snow:[/b] "You're just shooting a gun next to a guy, no reason to be nervous." [b]Star:[/b] "That's not why I'm nervouse, Snow."
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[i]"What's got 'ya nervous, if you don't mind me asking?" [/i]
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[i]Star nervously laughs and blushes lightly while giving Snow a small glance.[/i] [b]Star:[/b] "I-I....it's not a guy."
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[i]"That's like sayin' I'm not a cowboy. What's on y'er mind?" [/i]
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[b]Star:[/b] "Shooting?" [i]Snow bursts out in laughter.[/i]
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[i]"Well if you were any farther off, it wouldn't be shooting in your mind. But really, you're just new - Not too bad." [/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "She can't hit the side of a barn!" [i]Snow continues laughing.[/i] [b]Star:[/b] "Hey! I'm improving!"
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[i]"Alright, what're your names?"[/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "Snow." [b]Star:[/b] "I'm Star. It's a pleasure to meet you." [i]Star extends a hand for a handshake.[/i]
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[i]JT shook Star's hand, using the shake as a way to discreetly stick his number into her hand on a piece of paper. "If y'all need any practice, give me a call. I'm John, most call me JT. Goes for both of 'ya."[/i]
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[i]Star looks it over before pocketing it with a smile.[/i] [b]Star:[/b] "Thank you, JT." [b]Snow:[/b] "Thanks."
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[i]"So, I'll assume you're better with melee weaponry than guns, Snow?" [/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "I hammer things." [b]Star:[/b] "She hammers things."
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[i]"One-handed or two-handed hammer?"[/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "Depends." [i]She shrugs.[/i] [b]Star:[/b] "She has a lot of hammers."
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[i]"Huh. We should spar sometime."[/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "Eh, maybe. Could be fun, I guess." [b]Star:[/b] "You did force me to embarrass myself with the shootout."
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[i]"Embarass? Kid you went up against a veteran with decades of experience, you could've gotten demolished yet you made me seem hopeful for you as a shooter."[/i]
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[b]Star:[/b] "Thanks. I know I have a long way to go." [b]Snow:[/b] "We've only been on the streets for like, more than half of our lives. You'd think you'd be slightly better..." [b]Star:[/b] "Sorry for not having magical strength enhancing hammers."
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[i]"How old are y'all?"[/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "17." [b]Star:[/b] "18."
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[i]"There's probably a pedo joke there but I'll leave it. Anyways, Snow, you should grab yourself a training rifle. Costs like 800 for a basic bïtch gun, M4A1 is a good starter." [/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "Basic b*tch gun?" [i]She raises a brow.[/i]
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[i]"Yeah, a weapon that everyone has at some point. The Starbucks of firearms."[/i]
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[b]Snow:[/b] "Why would I need that? I've got hammers and Star has a near limitless arsenal." [i]Star nervously laughs and rubs the back of her neck. [/i] [b]Star:[/b] "Yeah, we've got a lot of guns...even if I can't use most of them."
