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11/25/2015 1:06:33 AM
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Jane sets up a dartboard in her apartment, practicing her archery. She was good at it as a kid, but it had been a long time. She needed practice.
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[b]You hear a gunshot from JT's room[/b]
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I quickly run out the door, keeping the bow with me. I arrive at the room and knock on the door, keeping the bow ready.
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[b]You hear him call[/b] "Who is it?"
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"Jane. Now why did I just hear a gunshot?"
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"Ah, I've got a sniper rifle and eyes on a dealer. Wait... Yeah, it's a dealer."
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"Well could you use a silencer or something? I'm trying to practice my archery!"
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"I give a shit, why?"
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"Because I have explosive arrows, and I can and will blow this door down, then blow you to bits, that's why."
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"Considering I've been through hell and back, and manage to singlehandedly save Lance AND his best friends ass, I doubt it. On another note, are you a good shot?" [b]He asks, curiously. [/b]
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"I was when I was 13. Now I need a little practice."
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"Need any pointers? I shot fifteen birds earlier today with ten shots. I can help?" [spoiler]If you want sharpshooter on Jane, nows your opportunity[/spoiler]
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I sigh. "Fine."
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[b]A few seconds later, he exits the room, triple tap on his back[/b] "Don't tell me you're practicing in your room?"
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"I am. I've got a dartboard hanging on the wall."
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"Damnit, how do you expect to make long shots in a small space? Look, if you want to go to my base east of rosskaya, I have an actual gun range to practice at"
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"You have a base?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.
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"One hundred soldiers there at all times, other two hundred are on scout duty in the cities, reporting gang activity and overwatch movements as well as abnormal things on a daily basis."
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"So your PMC is the real deal huh? Though I'm not sure I wanna be associated with a group against overwatch."
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"Against overwatch? Nonono, were against the corrupt ambassadors. You've heard of the Rosskayan ambassador, no? The one who finds killing prostitudes fun?"
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"Yeah, I know."
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"We're after those corrupt little shits, and the monarch as well."
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"The monarch!?"
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"Goddamned right. I have the best thief, the best swordsman, and the best talkative person right in my back pocket for this kind of thing"
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"Fine, I'll take the risk. When do we leave?"
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"Well, got a flight to in ten minutes. Meet me on the roof" [b]He says, entering his room, jumping out the window, and grappling up to the roof[/b]
