I wander into the training room and begin practicing throwing knives at targets.
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[b]I walk in, twirling my own kunai around my fingers[/b] Mind if I join?
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I shrug. "Help yourself."
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[b]I throw a kunai high into the air, and as it falls, I jump, spin, and kick it towards the target. It lands dead-center...[/b]
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I snort. "Cyborgs and their showmanship."
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"Everything must be an exhibition of skill."
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"Mhm. I'm afraid you won't look so skillful if you have one through the foot."
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One through the foot?
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"A knife through the foot."
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Hmm...don't see that happening...
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Edited by Deceiver: 8/15/2015 8:16:27 PM"You never do." As I say this I throw a knife at a target, and the target explodes shortly after.
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"Are you implying something, sir?" [b]I twirl a kunai around my fingers...[/b]
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"Hm? Oh, no. I talk to myself quite a bit. Psychologists say it's the alchohol." I stop to take a drink from my flask and smile. "But, never trust shrinks right?"
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Looks like you're a bit of a drunk.... [b]I throw the kunai I had in my fingers, striking next to where my first kunai hit...[/b]
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"Habitual drunk, actually."
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Habitual?
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Edited by Deceiver: 8/15/2015 11:01:33 PM"I get drunk out of habit."
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Huh. Surprising how it doesn't seem to affect your combat skills at all...
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"I think it's gotten to the point where if I don't drink my skills will suffer."
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So you've reached that point of addiction, huh?
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"Well, I wouldn't call it an addiction. I found a way to make it useful."