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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/3/2017 8:26:26 PM
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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."
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[i]"Fair. Star; Learn, practice..." JT trailed off as he raised one hand into the air. With a single pull of the trigger to Sixe, a trio of birds fell from the sky, a bullet hole in each's neck. "...Excel." [/i]
