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[Closed Session- Aratana Hajimari, Sammey White & Vladimir D'yavol Onikisu] Triple Threat- Rails away!

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A flutter of sound, shuffling noises of a pair of boots, clomping upon the ground, *Clomp* *Clomp* *Clomp*, The aura of decibels that emitted from them was loud but not too much to harm another beings hearing, quirky long brown hair streaking across the air, slicked back as a rather handsome fellow trotted along the school grounds, with only a light duffle-bag upon his shoulders. The gray fur-lined jacket that had his arms covered in gray, elbow-length fur armbands, which end at his wrists, this is what made him stand out, and the double-breasted vest under it complimented it greatly along with that he sported a dark, skin-tight pair of pants with gray knee-high fur leggings covering his lower legs. The ribbon-covered bandoleers emerging from his upper back fluttered about and then showed to then disappear into his upper forearms, along with that was the fur-covered holsters that seemed to hold a form of weapon, large in size but was covered mostly other than the grip of the handle which was housing a wooden set of panels for design and grip.

The gentle breeze of wind scattered about him, making leaves and earthen dirt cling to the fabulously designed fabric his attire was consisted of, and the eye patch over his left eye only added more to the aura of mystery he was giving off, brown eye gazing at the training hall. He rushed towards it and upon opening it, he followed up by entering the firing range, a place he could train and control his twin guns abit more now, placing the bag down and calming himself. He cracked his knuckles and neck before unlatching the button strip that held his two unique side arms; pulling them both out and breathing in deeply, the sight of them was rather awe-inspiring for the two guns where very large and extremely well made by the appearance. He held his right hand up, keeping his left one pointed at the ground, his trigger finger on that gun off the strange trigger piece and on the finger guard, as his right arm was pointed at the target about six meters away from him.

Holding his gaze at the center mass of it, and pulling back the safety mechanism on the rear panel where the hammer and slide would be, if this gun held a hammer or a form of slide on it, with the gun now making a zooming like sound, almost like it was powering up. He held his index finger over the trigger, gently pulling on it, as a marker on the side of the gun started lighting up, making a single indicator light up with a blue light and followed by a loud beep. This was followed by two more and a rather loud cracking sound within the barrel, and with a sudden pull of the firing piece a loud boom was emitted from the large handgun, and a flash of light as a single projectile was thrown from the barrel. Travelling very quickly, ripping through the air before him, and the recoil pulling his right arm up, causing him to spin on his heels and pull up his left hand, his body in a crouched like manner, and the other unfired gun pointed at the same target.

His same practice that he did before went with this gun as well, the same beeping and cracking sound came from it, for now he slightly stood up and pulled back the trigger, letting this projectile fly out as well, meeting the air and soaring towards the intended target, for the first one made it's hit, and the second struck the wall next to it, causing it to shatter and crack the area about, a good twelve inches of cracked wall and shattering windows from the shockwave was what came from the firing of them. "Bloody hell... I need to note that firing them both at the same time is just as bad as this." "Well... at least I was able to move better... guess I should spin around like a ballerina and hope I get stylish points." "What the hell am I saying?!" He let out a loud yet disappointed set of words, for a new sound came from the gun, a type of metal sparking for the marker near the trigger was red, showing it was out of ammo, and after the sound stopped, the marker turned green,

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Sammey was walking down the hall to the Training Arena there was some new dust mixes she want to try and test and take notes on how it worked and what it did. As she walked in the Training Arena she seen a guy there working with some guns Sammey than looked around if there was a spot some were els so that as little people see her as she can. She didn't want someone to try and talk her dust again having it happen many times before wasn't any fun for her and or her work and notes. Samey than set down a case *Th-this time...i-i-i'm not g-go to tee-tell someone take it again* as she pulled out a key to open up one lock on the case. Than she entered a pin and unlocked the last lock.

As she was about to open it a loud boom happened and a window braking Sammey jumped closing her case and turning to see what happened. *Di-did he d-do th-that?* looking at the man.


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Tier 2 Dust: (10x Fire) (10x Water) (10x Earth) (10x Air) (10x Explosion) (10x Ice) (10x Plant) (10x Thunder)
Tier 3 Dust:(1x Fire) (1x Water) (1x Earth) (1x Ice) (1x Lightning) (1x Light) (1x Shadow)
5x poison
Shadow's Bane
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Vladimir walked into the training room. he was trying to get back into weapons training as he had been out of it for a few months and was bound to be rusty. So as he walked into the training area he took in the smell of expended dust and gunpowder. "Ahh its good to be back" As he walked to his assigned room for the day he ducked out of reflex as a particularly loud shot rang out from the area a bit over from himself. He took a breath as he recovered from his shock and headed over to his area and set his gear down before putting on his bracers. He activated them and set the targets to move at varying speeds. right now he was going to work on his accuracy and speed afterwords he would work on cleaning up his form should it have diminished. He started the room and started to fire off rounds with short quick jabs. each shot should hit dead center if his aim was correct but it seems his aim was off due to lack of practice with it. he would probably be here a while.

(Sorry its so late i have been on a phone mostly and couldn't get on my computer till now)

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((OOC: It's fine mate.))

After some time, and the sound of people entering the room like he did, the gentle chime of a voice close to him caught his attention, only glancing at the voice to see a female near him, he cared little tough, all she was to him was another student training. And a patter of gunfire near him also rang loudly, wasn't as loud as his Rail guns but was close to the decibels that they created; but alas he just focused on the single target before him, seeing the wall next to it all cracked with bits of rock falling off. The brown haired man adjusted his stance, his right foot forward, and his knee at a slight bend with his left leg mimicking the posture, almost in a more relaxed tone he held before he took a big backflip. Soaring through the air, the white and grey like clothing he held snapped and fluttered in a graceful dance, as his feet touched the wall behind him, he held up his guns and charged them up, the loud zoom, zoom, zoom, sound his weapons emitted before the three loud beeps, all was pointless until the loud crack erupted from the barrel of this weapons.

Both this time fired off and the small, slender like metal shard zoomed through the air, both of them hit dead center of the sandbag he was targeting, with the target being hit, and exploding; a huge dust cloud littered the whole room now. Coughing when the huge dust cloud covered the room, the quirky haired man rushed towards the door and opened it as he stood briefly there to clear his lungs before he jarred out some words, "By all that is great and noble blast these confounded guns... too much kick!" He roared out, as he had nearly clocked himself in the face when the guns recoiled, never had he been almost knocked out by his own weapons, thought they maybe weak in some regard compared to others, but the recoil was something of a downside to his handling. With him now patting off the dust on his coat, he holstered the twin railguns and took in a deep breathe, trying to clear his lungs for another cough came out, seems as though the sandbag was not such a wise target to be aiming for, but nay did he realize it would create such a large cloud.

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Sammey was looking at the guys weapon as it glowed for a bit and why it was so loud. *Wh-why are this guns soo loud and the sound wave broke a window.* Than out of no were he aimed and shot his guns and it the sandbags and hit it. Sammey than started to go back to her thing when the whole room was just fulled with dust. Sammey than grabbed her bag and teleported on of the room Coughing like a little baby puppy. As she looked at the dust fulled room she was a little scared that one of the staff members was going to come and yell at them for this. Than she looked at the guys weapon again and Coughed once more.


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Tier 1 Dust: (10x Water) (10x Fire) (10x Earth) (10x Air)
Tier 2 Dust: (10x Fire) (10x Water) (10x Earth) (10x Air) (10x Explosion) (10x Ice) (10x Plant) (10x Thunder)
Tier 3 Dust:(1x Fire) (1x Water) (1x Earth) (1x Ice) (1x Lightning) (1x Light) (1x Shadow)
5x poison
Shadow's Bane
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Vladimir walked into the training room. he was trying to get back into weapons training as he had been out of it for a few months and was bound to be rusty. So as he walked into the training area he took in the smell of expended dust and gunpowder. "Ahh its good to be back" As he walked to his assigned room for the day he ducked out of reflex as a particularly loud shot rang out from the area a bit over from himself. He took a breath as he recovered from his shock and headed over to his area and set his gear down before putting on his bracers. He activated them and set the targets to move at varying speeds. right now he was going to work on his accuracy and speed afterwords he would work on cleaning up his form should it have diminished. He started the room and started to fire off rounds with short quick jabs. His mind was slowly going through ways to not have this happen again. the only logical one coming to mind was a face or gas mask. he would probably try the face mask first as it was the cheapest and easiest option for him.

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