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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/3/2017 4:53:40 PM
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"Are you sure you wanna use something like that? Seems rather uncomfortable to use from what I'm seeing. Oh well, see if you can swing the blade into the dummy. If you want to switch out, that is fine."
[i]Sam had said, the training dummy moving forwards into range of the blade.[/i]
"The trick with greatswords like that is to cleave into your enemy, you don't worry about armor, the blade will handle that."
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[i]Acknowledging Sam's advice, Pandora nodded, before stepping forwards towards the training dummy, heaving the greatsword into the air. She would grunt as she brought it down diagonally from her right, the blade slashing through the air towards the dummy's shoulder trap, whilst she'd likely slice it in two. [/i]
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[i]The dummy was cleaved in two, which brought a small clap from Sam as the dummy reformed.[/i] "Looks like you're a natural at that. Granted it's not hard to do something like that. Now, try a horizontal slash."
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[i]With that, Pandora forced herself to swing from the left as the dummy reformed, albeit already tired. With her promptly cleaving it in half, she sighed, sweating a little, becoming sloppier with her actual assaults.[/i] "...E-Exhausting. So I should work on actual muscle instead of relying on biomass strength, change my form even.."
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"I suggest working on muscle, or at least grow some more muscle fibers or whatever the hell biomass people can do. For now you can quit with the sword, it's clear this might take a while..." [i]Sam had suggested with a sigh, now chewing on a...straw?[/i]
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"...Should I focus on firearms, too? Never used a gun. As in.. ever. At all." [i]It was weird. Death, never using a gun nor a legitimate melee weapon, other than biomass. You'd think that she would have a bigass scythe or something lying around.[/i]
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"..." [i]Samuel was trying his hardest not to grit his teeth in frustration and annoyance. In which case his helmet folded back over his face.[/i] "O-Kay. Let's start you off...with a pistol. Treat it with respect....it's not a toy." [i]He unholstered the beretta he had and handed it to Pan.[/i] "Do you at least know how to hold a pistol?"
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[i]Meanwhile, Pan could barely hold back a giggle.[/i] "Uh.. no. I know you.. point it out and pull the trigger? I just told you that I've never used a gun.." [i]Indeed, she didn't know how to hold one at all, as she took the gun. She fumbled it within her hands, attempting to position it properly. Seemed like the machine gun earlier was literally prepared for her.[/i]
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"Here, let me see it." [i]Sam had taken a grasp of the pistol and taken it out of Pan's hand. He started to do simple spinning tricks with it, because he could..[/i] "A gun is not a toy, you treat it with respect, and it treats you with respect." [i]The spinning stopped as he switched to holding it in the proper hold.[/i] "Now look, you hold a pistol just like this. This is so the gun doesn't fly out of your hands due to recoil. Now, *Sam said as he was pointing to the safety* This is the safety. *He flipped it off* This is so you don't shoot yourself by accident, right now it is off. You can shoot while it is off. When the safety is on, you cannot."
