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[betrayedtwin]

[the loud crack of a bullet echoes from the coliseum, the sounds coming in groups of four before there's a break and the sound resumes. if anyone is nearby, they'll see signs and caution tape thrown up around the various entrances warning them not to come in that way. there is, however, one entrance in the south (or what seemed like the south) is still open. tacked to a pillar is a handwritten sign in block lettering that simply reads, "Interested in some sparring or target practice? Come on up!"]

[head into the coliseum itself and in the main arena, and one will see a few sets of pugil sticks leaning against one wall next to a simple metal table covered with various guns (pistols, battle rifles, and another sniper rifle) and several spare clips of ammo separated into two piles. in the middle of the grounds and scattered around the stands are various bottles of liquor--and in some cases, the shattered remains of said liquor bottles. and at the very, very top of the coliseum, situated at the top-most southern point of the coliseum is North.]

[as always, he's in his full suit of body armor and is lying down flat on top of the old stones, sniper rifle aimed at one of the many bottles he'd set up earlier, his motion tracker switched on so he can see any movement going on down below. which he does, so he quietly stands, stretches, and then jumps down from his perch, ready to greet whomever is coming to visit.]


[ooc: Hey, as North's sign says, if anyone's up for some sparring, training, or target practice with North, this is the place! He's up for any kind of sparring and has a few training weapons at the ready. (Though the live ammo is only for the target practice.) As a note, the pugil sticks can give off a small amount of electricity, but we can turn that off. There is also a special paintball scenario training that the Freelancer agents undergo, an example which can be seen here, but that particular paintball might hurt a little more than your typical one. So! Even if he hasn't met your character yet, what's a faster way of bonding than a good ol' sparring session?]

[ooc again: Sorry for the slow tags! I've been sick all week. Brain just hasn't been there to tag, but I'm feeling better! Thanks for having patience with me!]

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[betrayedtwin]

[watches him curiously, ready to step in if the man has any trouble--or starts any trouble, but he thinks the latter isn't as likely.] Kay, huh? Easy enough to remember. [and definitely a good indicator that that's a designation and not a true name]

The armor's all part of the job--I'm Freelancer Agent North Dakota, by the way--and trust me, it's come in handy, especially when out on off-planet missions. But out of curiosity, who else have you met?

[most_feared]

[A lot of people, surprisingly, didn't catch that it was a designation.] Somebody named Washington. What's a Freelancer Agent? [He took time out from the weapons themselves to examine the rounds. He's still looking at them even as he's talking to North.]

[betrayedtwin]

[when one has lived with a designation for years, it gets to be surprisingly easy to spot.] Think of me as a special agent for hire. [the pre-approved job description comes in handy at times like this.] What about you, "K"?

[most_feared]

Permanently based, I'm afraid. [He picks up one of the handguns to try. He's curious about the materials, though.] The ones I've been usin' are gettin' more and more light-weight. Can't decide where I like it or not.

[He does like the less kick, though, that comes with newer models.]

[betrayedtwin]

So, a deskjob of some kind? [that would definitely explain the suit, but...Kay's next sentences make him wonder about that]

Oh yeah? It varies for ours. The standard issue pistol is pretty light-weight. The most recent models have been designed to absorb a good amount of the recoil to minimize any wear and tear. Certainly helps when you've been in battle for a long time, and it definitely helps if you're not used to it. [granted, the recoil is also absorbed some when one wears body armor such as his own, so anyone not wearing it will feel a bit of a kick still.] Interested in try it out?

[most_feared]

When it's slow.

[It's never slow.]

There a lot of people not used to it? Sure, I'll give it a shot.

[He did not mean that as a pun, His face is too serious for puns ever.]

[betrayedtwin]

[casually] Wonder what it's like when it isn't.

If you're a civilian, you're probably not. [he gestures to the gun in Kay's hand] Go ahead. See if you can hit some of those targets across the way. [he points to the side of them, down the longest portion of the arena. he might be doing so on purpose just to get a read on you, Kay...]

[most_feared]

That down there? [He double checks. Then picks off about three of the targets. Then he holds up the gun and looks at the side of it.] Not bad. Here you go. [He offers it back.]

Been here a while?

[betrayedtwin]

[oh Kay, you only become more interesting by the second.] Yeah. Not bad at all. So you approve? [takes the pistol back from him]

For a bit, yeah. Not long enough to see any of those experiments that I've heard about, though. [sets the pistol back down] You?

[most_feared]

Pretty good. I've been usin' the energy weapons for a while.

[But oh yeah, those experiments.]

Got caught up in one.

[It was dumb as hell.]