Rachel Berenson (
pretty_lethal) wrote in
trans_92012-01-15 10:33 pm
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The Exposed
With the events that had transpired on the ship, Rachel had really felt one thing hit home among everything that had happened: not being able to morph when there was a danger that big? Really, really sucked.
Of course she had fought anyway. Like hell would she let a lack of abilities stop her from getting in the face of bad guys trying to pull one over on them. But without morphing? It had been a lot harder. And she wasn't about to let that happen again.
That's why Rachel had set up in the Sensoriums, calling up a training ground and a selection of perfect replicas of weapons from the armoury. She wouldn't let herself be defenceless again.
Of course she had fought anyway. Like hell would she let a lack of abilities stop her from getting in the face of bad guys trying to pull one over on them. But without morphing? It had been a lot harder. And she wasn't about to let that happen again.
That's why Rachel had set up in the Sensoriums, calling up a training ground and a selection of perfect replicas of weapons from the armoury. She wouldn't let herself be defenceless again.

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Finally, though, she asks, with a hint of frustration in her voice, "Can I help you with something?"
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"Hey! Rachel, right?"
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"Right," she said, with a faint nod. She remembered this guy. The annoyed expression dropped from her face briefly, into something a bit more uncertain, and then it was back. "Dustin, yeah?"
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"You know, if you ever want to learn how to use a sword or any bladed weapon I could teach you." He figured that was a safer subject to approach.
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"Can't say I don't like the idea. Never really had a chance to learn how to use anything like that before." She turned to him, setting her weapon down next to her. "There's always been something cool about swords and spears." Maybe it was the 'warrior' appeal of them.
((ooc: So sorry for disappearing!))
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He stepped a little further in, clearing his throat as not to startle her.
"Hey, uh, you mind if I join you? I was pretty much looking for a setup exactly like this but with a few more stallactites."
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She shrugged. "Yeah, sure. Free cou-- ship, whatever." Besides, maybe she could figure some stuff out from someone else using them.
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After a moment he plucked a sizeable firearm off the wall. Melee was always his first choice but it just wasn't applicable in some situations. Didn't hurt to be well rounded.
He glanced over at his companion, hefting the rifle to show to her.
"This thing (http://www.southern-gun.co.uk/user/image/V22.gif) makes kind of a racket, that gonna disturb you too much? I can pick something else."
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"No, noise doesn't bother me. Do whatever."
((ooc: So sorry for disappearing!))