A flutter of sound, shuffling noises of a pair of boots, clomping upon the ground, *Clomp* *Clomp* *Clomp*, The aura of decibels that emitted from them was loud but not too much to harm another beings hearing, quirky long brown hair streaking across the air, slicked back as a rather handsome fellow trotted along the school grounds, with only a light duffle-bag upon his shoulders. The gray fur-lined jacket that had his arms covered in gray, elbow-length fur armbands, which end at his wrists, this is what made him stand out, and the double-breasted vest under it complimented it greatly along with that he sported a dark, skin-tight pair of pants with gray knee-high fur leggings covering his lower legs. The ribbon-covered bandoleers emerging from his upper back fluttered about and then showed to then disappear into his upper forearms, along with that was the fur-covered holsters that seemed to hold a form of weapon, large in size but was covered mostly other than the grip of the handle which was housing a wooden set of panels for design and grip.
The gentle breeze of wind scattered about him, making leaves and earthen dirt cling to the fabulously designed fabric his attire was consisted of, and the eye patch over his left eye only added more to the aura of mystery he was giving off, brown eye gazing at the training hall. He rushed towards it and upon opening it, he followed up by entering the firing range, a place he could train and control his twin guns abit more now, placing the bag down and calming himself. He cracked his knuckles and neck before unlatching the button strip that held his two unique side arms; pulling them both out and breathing in deeply, the sight of them was rather awe-inspiring for the two guns where very large and extremely well made by the appearance. He held his right hand up, keeping his left one pointed at the ground, his trigger finger on that gun off the strange trigger piece and on the finger guard, as his right arm was pointed at the target about six meters away from him.
Holding his gaze at the center mass of it, and pulling back the safety mechanism on the rear panel where the hammer and slide would be, if this gun held a hammer or a form of slide on it, with the gun now making a zooming like sound, almost like it was powering up. He held his index finger over the trigger, gently pulling on it, as a marker on the side of the gun started lighting up, making a single indicator light up with a blue light and followed by a loud beep. This was followed by two more and a rather loud cracking sound within the barrel, and with a sudden pull of the firing piece a loud boom was emitted from the large handgun, and a flash of light as a single projectile was thrown from the barrel. Travelling very quickly, ripping through the air before him, and the recoil pulling his right arm up, causing him to spin on his heels and pull up his left hand, his body in a crouched like manner, and the other unfired gun pointed at the same target.
His same practice that he did before went with this gun as well, the same beeping and cracking sound came from it, for now he slightly stood up and pulled back the trigger, letting this projectile fly out as well, meeting the air and soaring towards the intended target, for the first one made it's hit, and the second struck the wall next to it, causing it to shatter and crack the area about, a good twelve inches of cracked wall and shattering windows from the shockwave was what came from the firing of them. "Bloody hell... I need to note that firing them both at the same time is just as bad as this." "Well... at least I was able to move better... guess I should spin around like a ballerina and hope I get stylish points." "What the hell am I saying?!" He let out a loud yet disappointed set of words, for a new sound came from the gun, a type of metal sparking for the marker near the trigger was red, showing it was out of ammo, and after the sound stopped, the marker turned green,
The gentle breeze of wind scattered about him, making leaves and earthen dirt cling to the fabulously designed fabric his attire was consisted of, and the eye patch over his left eye only added more to the aura of mystery he was giving off, brown eye gazing at the training hall. He rushed towards it and upon opening it, he followed up by entering the firing range, a place he could train and control his twin guns abit more now, placing the bag down and calming himself. He cracked his knuckles and neck before unlatching the button strip that held his two unique side arms; pulling them both out and breathing in deeply, the sight of them was rather awe-inspiring for the two guns where very large and extremely well made by the appearance. He held his right hand up, keeping his left one pointed at the ground, his trigger finger on that gun off the strange trigger piece and on the finger guard, as his right arm was pointed at the target about six meters away from him.
Holding his gaze at the center mass of it, and pulling back the safety mechanism on the rear panel where the hammer and slide would be, if this gun held a hammer or a form of slide on it, with the gun now making a zooming like sound, almost like it was powering up. He held his index finger over the trigger, gently pulling on it, as a marker on the side of the gun started lighting up, making a single indicator light up with a blue light and followed by a loud beep. This was followed by two more and a rather loud cracking sound within the barrel, and with a sudden pull of the firing piece a loud boom was emitted from the large handgun, and a flash of light as a single projectile was thrown from the barrel. Travelling very quickly, ripping through the air before him, and the recoil pulling his right arm up, causing him to spin on his heels and pull up his left hand, his body in a crouched like manner, and the other unfired gun pointed at the same target.
His same practice that he did before went with this gun as well, the same beeping and cracking sound came from it, for now he slightly stood up and pulled back the trigger, letting this projectile fly out as well, meeting the air and soaring towards the intended target, for the first one made it's hit, and the second struck the wall next to it, causing it to shatter and crack the area about, a good twelve inches of cracked wall and shattering windows from the shockwave was what came from the firing of them. "Bloody hell... I need to note that firing them both at the same time is just as bad as this." "Well... at least I was able to move better... guess I should spin around like a ballerina and hope I get stylish points." "What the hell am I saying?!" He let out a loud yet disappointed set of words, for a new sound came from the gun, a type of metal sparking for the marker near the trigger was red, showing it was out of ammo, and after the sound stopped, the marker turned green,
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