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Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2021 8:27 pm
by Dreyfus
♅ 65th of Searing, Year 121, A.o.S ♅
Company: Reconciliators & Soldiers| Thoughts: Better than before| Mood: Focused
♅ Shards of ceramic hit the ground, followed by the click of a rifle discharging the shell casing. A familiar smell of gun powder & caster shells permeated the air of the shooting range as many members of Zaichaer's military were present. Each came with the hope and determination to hone their marksmanship as there was no better way to end a threat to the state than a well placed bullet.
Dreyfus was among the intermingled groups of the shooting grounds where soldiers and even some civilians who could afford it could come and practice in their free time. It was a great way to blow off steam or watch some casual competitions in shooting. The wolf had never been one to show off for others before but today he was doing just that, more so at the behest of his fellow reconciliators urging him on. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do anyway so why not indulge them if only this once.
The sound of Mage Piercer firing off another shot sounded in the air as Dreyfus continued to perfect his aim and firing time. He wasn't perfect, but he knew he was getting good, or at least close to it in his eyes. He took aim at another target, lining up the sight of the pistol with the target. He could hear those around him clambering about whether or not he could make the shot or not, as it was at least 25 feet away from where he stood.
With a bang, he watched as part of the left side of the ceramic target shattered off. It wasn't a direct hit like he wanted, but it would certainly suffice for what he was going for. ♅
"Common Speech"
"Silandris Speech"
"Self-Thoughts"
Re: Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2021 9:25 pm
by Terra
In succession the ram rod was already in her hand as was the bullet, cloth square and powder. Her thumb and index finger pinched a corner liberally as she bit it open and poured the contents down its metallic cylinder then the cloth and shot followed by a brisk one two pump from the rod. Pan flicked open and the pinched corner was released sprinkling what was left of the sorcerer sand into it before it was clicked closed by her thumb. Primed and ready to go after a quick go over, she stuffed the gun in its leather holster promptly before she walked around the firing range.
The gunslinger was looking for ways to cut reload time and she felt that was a neat trick, faster reloading meant faster shooting after all.
She was wearing the typical soldier garb with knee high black boots and a fetching red and white armband with the insignia of the defense corpse emblazoned upon it. As she walked she carried with her a stride of confidence, this was her domain after all. Where the young cadet felt she reigned supreme, her striking blue eyes narrowed as she noticed something of a group forming around a reconciliator.
Her nose crinkled in dissatisfaction those were unclean magic users, in her stormy eyes they were a liability. Mark her words when one of these mages fell off it was everyone else that suffered for there indiscretions. And time and time again it was for a power grab to be more then a defender of the realm, truly magic users always fell prey to there desire.
A pretty sinister smile swept across the span of her pearly whites. As she adjusted the the strap to one of her white leather gloves. As a member of the defense corps it was her civic duty to try and haze members of different branches all in the name of good fun. After all if she didn’t bust his balls just a little, she might hear about it from the boys later on.
Oh! Guess you get partial credit your a shit shot but at least your easy on the eyes, almost thought you a Hytori for a minute was concerned you might break a nail at the range.
He was at least human so he was half right not that she was racist or anything but at least it was acceptable company well aside from his status as a reconciliator magic was a slippery slope and she didn’t want to get caught up.
She stood adamant like a field marshal hands behind her back as her feet dug into the ground while her cap was fit snug to keep her ocean blue eyes concealed.
Terra was waiting for his rebuttal
Re: Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2021 5:21 pm
by Dreyfus
♅ 65th of Searing, Year 121, A.o.S ♅
Company: Natasha and others| Thoughts: Who are you?| Mood: Indifferent
♅ When the voice came Dreyfus focused on the direction and found his eyes drifting to a woman several inches shorter than him, maybe a little bit taller than Thysbae, if only barely. A brow quirked itself as he found nothing amusing in her words, but the other defense core members seemed to find it so. He was sure what the inside joke was but he figured he would throw some jabs of his own.
"Be that as it may, it seems they allow those barely tall enough to see the bullseye in as well. Hope you brought your step stool little one." Natasha fought back the need to laugh but the other reconciliators gave a chuckle to his words. "Besides, isn't that the reason we are all here, to become better shots and blow off some steam?" he added as he lined up another shot, though this time he did something different.
This time he focused on the flux around the barrel of Mage Piercer, and when he pulled the trigger, he used Push around the barrel area to jettison the bullet immediately hitting the mark he was aiming for. It wasn't dead center on the bullseye, but it was better than his first shot that was for damn sure. Looking to the heckling newcomer he pointed to one of the rifles tucked over to the side with his gun.
"Care to join us in shooting off some steam little one?" he teased, finding that it was fitting to call her that as she was indeed shorter than him. ♅
"Common Speech"
"Silandris Speech"
"Self-Thoughts"
Re: Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2021 10:24 am
by Terra
”Well you know what they say deadly things come in small packages.”
Terra definitely liked the moxie of the reconciliator and she made no effort to hide her shit eating grin, he carried himself a certain way and it was in a way fun for her. She’d never had an opportunity to meet a state sanctioned mage and while she did hold disdain for magic she was assured by his modesty and playful verbal jabs that he was one of the good guys.
It was a tough job being a defense corps soldier always on the look out for low key magic users, they were lethal up close and always hid amongst the lesser races in the slums who held there actions in silent agreement.
It wasn’t her fault that they came to Zaichaer to try and steal the Human dream. They wanted what they had and lost, it was the Hytori that fell from grace and birthed fifty races as they quarreled with one another. The one thing that was certain is they all felt they were somehow owed something at the expense of humanity. She for one was tired of carrying there weight, for the price of there fuckery. There use of gods and magic made them bottom bitch and this girl didn’t speak bottom.
Besides everyone knew all the real sick shit that happens, it usually involved some weirdo magic race. Shit if they didn’t like the atmosphere they could always go to Kalzasi but yet strangely they insisted on staying and complaining that life wasn’t fair.
But this guy he was different cool calm and collected notably human, he passed her shit test to see if he was unstable like many mages before and after him. And he even invited her to shoot with him and she would happily oblige the request. The little one as he called her was keen to test her metal.
”That’s ok, I hope you don’t mind I brought my own toy”
After witnessing his use of magic on his bullet she wondered if that had truly been for the best. It had after all allowed him to hit his target with relative ease but he paid a price in the form of a second or two. It was impressive none the less, but she was working on a strategy to overcome the obstacle if she should ever have to face something like that.
She was training with her pistol today which holstered backwards on her left hip, the handle grip was sticking out as if meant to be grabbed. The soldier picked her target and breathed in as she stepped forward with her right foot forward before her right hand snapped downward and pulled up in a fluid singular movement as the weapon aligned with targets chest area before the flint hammer dropped in a flash of sparks before the resonating boom as the target had been hit deep but not center.
It was one elegant movement no time wasted except in the moment of her arms full extension and alignment of her barrel before discharge. Her practice was different, she felt it more practical. Wouldn’t want to die because she fumbled trying to access her handgun under stress so she incorporated it into her training regiment.
I’m Terra by the way, I never did catch your name?”
Re: Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2021 4:40 am
by Dreyfus
Company: Natasha & Terra| Thoughts: Care to play?| Mood: Intrigued
♅ He smiled back at the shorter woman as she drew her weapon and took her shot. It seemed he wasn't the only one in need of more practical training with their gun. He liked the fact that she could take as much as she gave, as he was unsure if he had offended her, but was assured otherwise when she shot back with a quip of her own.
She introduced herself as Terra, which caused him to tip his head in acknowledgment as he took his shot, this time without magic but this time anchoring his firing arm on the free one and coming close to dead center. "Dreyfus, Dreyfus Monteliyet" he introduced with a quaint tilt of his head. She seemed to be quite the shot. Though he found it difficult to truly become accurate without some sort of assist when aiming.
If only there had been an invention to help with that, but he figured it would be something he would have to look into with his aunt who was a sort of genius with engineering and things. After both participants made their shots, Dreyfus began to reload his pistol, looking at the shorter soldier. He was curious about her, so he figured he would have to get to know her the best way he knew how, by asking questions.
"Let's play a game, one to better our shooting skills and to get to know each other more. It's called 10 Question Roulette. It's a simple game we Monteliyets have been playing since before coming to Zaichaer from the Imperium." he noted as he spun the barrel of the custom revolver. "We will each take ten shots, the one who gets the closes to the bullseye gets to ask the other a question that they must answer truthfully. The first person to get to all ten questions wins."
Extending his gun hand out toward the target downrange, Dreyfus gave Terra a playful smirk. "Care to play a bit?" ♅
"Common Speech"
"Silandris Speech"
"Self-Thoughts"
Re: Joint Endeavors {Terra}
Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2022 10:39 pm
by Torin Kilvin
R E V I E W
Lore:
Dreyfus:
Gunslinging:
Firing at the range
Perfecting your aim
Hand Cannon vs Rifle
Trying for a bullseye with each shot
Quick reloading
Shooting a hand cannon
Kinetics:
Adding a Telekinetic push to a gunshot
Etiquette:
Inviting a soldier to a contest of skill
Points: 8 each, Dreyfus' can be used for Kinetics
Injuries/Ailments: None
Loot:None
Notes: Why does Dreyfus keep challenging people at things that they have much higher skills at? =P
If Terra returns and wants lores just hit me up in m dms or on the discord.