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Jun 18, 2019 4:48 AM
a new killer on the block
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"Well, I'm glad you're the one who caught me, then."

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"Indeed." She'll firmly shut the door behind them as they leave. "What do you do to amuse yourself, other than snoop?"

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"Oh, I'm afraid I'm rather boring when I'm not causing trouble.  Incidentally, where exactly are we?  Perhaps I'll go into town and snoop on civilians instead."

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"North of the exclusion zone - we're in southeastern Pennsylvania. Nearest place that's more than a few buildings is Robeson Township. You want something with an actual population, you'll likely have to go all the way into Reading. We're doing our shopping somewhere else entirely - Tyrannissa's daemon's power is convenient like that - but I understand if you don't trust it yet."

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He'd been wondering if they were going to keep him in the dark about their actual location for a time, as a deterrent against running away.  Thankfully, not.  "I trust it enough to ride it here, certainly.  And I wouldn't want to cause too much trouble in such a quiet place, and draw attention to our hideout.  What do you do for leisure?"

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"I read, mostly, or train. I like keeping my physical skills sharp, and 'fancy knife throwing' is a fun party trick."

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"That sounds prudent and entertaining.  Do we have any guns?"

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"A collection, both that we brought with us and that we found here."

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"Let's take a look, shall we?"

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"That sounds quite likely to be entertaining."

The guns are in a converted garage - Decima comments they have more stashed wherever Tyrannissa puts assorted things, but those obviously aren't currently accessible. The previous owner seems to have been quite the collector - there's a variety of hunting guns (ranging from a low-caliber 'varmint' gun to a high-caliber 'the fuck are you planning to shoot with that' gun), several antique guns, some high-capacity semi-automatics, and a few handguns. 

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"Do any of these antiques still work?  I suppose the accuracy will probably suffer even if they do..."

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"I haven't thoroughly tested all of them, but they look in good condition overall. Finding ammunition, on the other hand, might be a bother."

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"Point."  So he takes the shiniest handgun he can find instead, testing its weight in his hands.

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It's a solid, reliable piece, as far as he can tell. The caliber's 10mm - good and affordable, intended for self-defense or medium (up to deer-sized) game. 

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"One must look the part," he says as he puts on a holster.  "What's your poison?  Or do you prefer knives?"

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"Quite. I'm a bit classically minded, really."

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"I can respect that."

Outside, to practice?

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Outside!

There's old, beaten up targets, and apparently someone decided the worst of the old furnishings and decorations make good targets, too, because there's a few bits of rooster paraphernalia off to the side, and signs of plenty having been broken.

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He takes aim at a rooster.  Bang.

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The rooster breaks, though some of it's still intact near the feet.

Decima starts idly practicing trick knife throws - she's good, but 'talented professional' good, not anything supernatural.

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Slimebones will applaud lightly for particularly spectacular throws.

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She bows with a fancy flourish, like a stage magician.

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He doesn't do anything too spectacularly stupid with his handgun, but he's clearly enjoying himself.

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Practicing is fun!

"We'll have to arrange an outing where we can use our skills properly," she says. "Perhaps a small target, enough for me to shut down any significant powers, and see who's the better marksman."

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"Oh, that sounds like great fun.  Will we have to keep it secret from Maystadt?"

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