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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by GingerlyWalnut3:
12/18/2016 9:17:25 PM
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"Well, for one thing, he doesn't seem to like me much. He's just as abrasive as I was told he'd be. And second... Well, he seems to be curing cancer at the moment, so he wanted some quiet time."
[i]Tobias shrugs,[/i]
"I wasn't looking for you. You just happened to catch my eye with your drawing, and, erm, furriness."
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"is it cause I'm a goat?" he says, pulling the tumblrette feminist card
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"Yes. Yes it is." [i]Tobias said, deadpan through his helmet. [/i]
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He got up, shaking his head "I swear to god I'm only 15 and I probably have more brains and common sense than you.......lemme guess, you want me to teach you how to fight?"
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"Yeah, I'd be alright with that." [i]Tobias said, and then felt the need to add on,[/i] "I'm only 15 myself, if that makes you feel any better about all this. A man that I knew gave me this armor."
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"Drake I'm guessing" Being fifteen, and a boy, he added "Mine is better"
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"Your armor? Hell no! Drake didn't give me this--this rig is centuries old, made to withstand kinetic bombardment designed to cripple bunkers." [i]He said defensively. The Shrike exoskeleton did look rather menacing, after all. It seemed like an evolution of the stark, militarized designs of the NTR... just more refined. This was the armor of a predator, a hyper-lethal warrior... and it had fallen into the possession of a naive 15 year old with no combat experience. [/i]
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He looked it up and down. His was a less refined model, but it had its uses, especially when firing high-caliber weapons "Do you have your weapon of choice on you?"
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"I've only ever used a hunting rifle before." [i]He withdraws a pistol from a holster on his hip, and holds it in front of his face to show you its design.[/i] "Drake gave me this for self-defense. It's all I have at the moment."
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"you see that tree? Now, you see that knot? try shooting the middle of it, five times. you can fire as slow or fast as you want" He said, pointing to a tree not too far off and stepping back
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[i]Tobias turns the safety off, aims down the sights of the handgun, and fires a shot, his suit able to control the reasonable amount of recoil entirely. The round hits a few inches to the right of the target. The next shot hits a single centimeter from the target, but by then, Tobias had zeroed in. The next three shots are fired in rapid succession, and each hit the target precisely. [/i]
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"Not bad. now try hitting that squirrel" He pointed at a squirrel rapidly scrambling away from the pair, body undulating
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[i]Tobias shoots it in the neck, killing it painlessly and instantly, with almost no hesitation for aiming.[/i] "Animals are a bit easier. I'm used to hunting squirrels."
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"When I'm done, you'll be used to hunting men." he said, and motioned him to follow as he walked towards an open patch of ground
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[i]Tobias holsters his pistol and follows you, whistling a tune inside of his helmet as he does. [/i]
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Once in the ring, and separated by distance, he said "Take off the armor, and then try to do those same things again"
