A small laugh bubbled from her lips as she nodded. "I'm up for anything," she replied resolutely, nodding. Waving a dismissive hand, she grinned. "I'll show you. Anyways," Valerie began, walking through the door, "I don't even know what a sniper is." Sadly, Valerie was being completely honest. The only gun she could name was a pistol, and even then she couldn't be specific. "I wasn't trained to use firearms. No one in my division was. There was no need for me to know." She shrugged. "The only time they ever had guns when they came to test us they had these large guns - machine guns, I believe? - and they mowed us down. It was terrible. We didn't know how to deal with it. It's still difficult, seeing as the only way I know how to fight is with my body and with persuasion." With a cold laugh, a shudder ran down her spine. When she was still human - still felt - she had watching many of her friends die in that test. She assumes that was the day she changed.
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okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
William heard her words and glanced behind at her, "Well when I'm through with you, you'll know the difference between machine guns and shotguns. You're a quick learner I assume. You'll do fine." With that he turned forward and existed the room completely. He headed to the front of the ship and took the Commander's seat beside Shepard's usual seat. He stared out the front window as the Panthera made its way across the country. Luckily she was built for stealth. It would be hard for NAGA to spot it with radar. Of course if you looked out your window you'd see a large black ship passing you by but hey, who used windows anymore?
ooc: Quite a surprise there Ebbs XD I thought you would make a character ic: GK saw Dex exit the mens bedroom. Hearing a little bit of the conversation, she knew that Dex was worried about being killed in the battlefeild. Who wasnt? But then again, everyone was trained in guns and firearms. GK could name quite a few guns in at least 3o seconds: 22 MM, 40 MM, ASP, Automag, AMT Automag II, AMT Automag III, AMT Automag IV. There were so many types that her head began to spin as she thought about it. She put a ahnd to her head and closed her eyes, trying to get her bearings.
OOC: Well in a way I did ^^" Only, I just haven't announced it quite yet. Might as well just say it, Emili is the other character. You'll what I mean later ;D Also, your character is a Medic. My question is why does she know so much about guns? I'd figured she would have fought her way to the top using medicine and various things like it. She really isn't a weapons expert... Your character would have had little to hardly any training with weapons. Most likely limited to hand guns like Ivo's character.
-- Edited by Ebonycloud on Wednesday 16th of November 2011 06:30:45 AM
ooc: Well she just knows about pistols. All those guns I named were pistols also she knows some swords since she was trained in those as well. I just searched pistol names and found those ;)
OOC; I was just a bit skeptical because I remember you saying that you were also proficient with snipers in an earlier post. Just trying to keep you within the confines of your profession.
OOC: We appreciate it bud ;D Now that you're an apprentice you can post, though when in the RP forum its best to not post in one you aren't apart of ;)
Sitting at the table she had sat at before, Valerie traced non-existent shapes with her fingers while thinking. She had yet to explore the women's bedrooms so after a few moments deliberation, she decided to explore it. From what she could remember of what she know of the land they were going to, she made sure to find lighter clothes, seeing as the climate was different. Not painfully, but after exploring that building, Valerie thought it right for her to change her outfit slightly. After closing the door she removed her vest, stripping down to a black scoop-neck t-shirt and her cargo pants, tucked neatly in her boots. Throwing her coat on the bed, she reapplied her vest and adjusted her gloves so they were more snug around her wrists. Taking her hair down, she decided to make it into a nice neat plait. A french braid was chosen after consideration. Using her tie to hold the braid together, she was happy with the way the plait prevented hairs from falling in her face, though her hair was terribly long so the plait went quite far down her back. Satisfied, she nodded.
ooc; hope that was okay, ebbs!
-- Edited by Florestadream on Wednesday 16th of November 2011 08:30:39 PM
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okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
Daniel was typing on the keyboard of the main computer in the engine room. The screen flashed with so many programs being deleted, it was hard to tell with any normal person what he was deleting. The images reflected on his eyes, and soon the final program popped up. 'Delete remote region video feed? Y/N?' were the words that appeared on the screen. "They could watch us?" Daniel wasn't surprised, yet he still felt the fear. Immediately he pressed the Y key, and a loading bar appeared. 'Program deleted.' Daniel sighed in slight relief as he set the terminal to a stand-by mode, for if he needed to come back to it later. Then he paused for a moment. He noticed how silent the ship was, except for the low hum that made him feel slightly at ease inside. The sound of engines and the beeping of computers and terminals always had comforted him. He would have heard footsteps around the ship. Of course, they wouldn't really be walking around, except for pacing in thought. They were all a bit shaken up about what had just happened. Daniel felt a bit crestfallen when the thought of all those rebels came to his thoughts. He and the others would have cut them all down if they were made like the other bio-agents. He felt guilty for being a bio-agent, like it was a crime for him just existing. But he felt even more fear when he thought about how he would have been like if he was just another drone. Sweat dripped now his forehead, his hands clenched the sides of the terminal. "No. It didn't happen, it never will." His voice was shaky. "I control my feelings, I won't let myself be scared." He sighed.