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Spectre quickly grabbed both the rifles, tossing one to Iceman, and cocking his. He then removed the mag from his gun and tossed it to Iceman. He slung the rifle over his shoulders and kept his knife in hand. Iceman caught the extra mag and pocketed it. Iceman led the way out as Spectre followed behind with his knife. As they entered the course the two split. Iceman made precision shots with his rifle, firing off one bullet per target as he moved up.
Spectre took a different approach on his side by running through the course with unseen speed before. He would either puncht the plywood targets or stab them. Either way every time he hit the target he didn't slow down or even change his direction. If he didn't have a knife or any targets near him you could swear it looked like he was doing some sort of dance. They made it too a plywood building and Spectre moved in first. A target popped out and he hit it in the head, knocking the head part clean off. Iceman took the lead and went up a staircase that spiraled to the right. They reached the top and were met by gunfire from three targets out in an open range. They had 20 seconds left to make it to the end zone with all the targets hit. Spectre nodded to Iceman and he ran outside. Spectre dodged the flurry of bullets from the three targets as he ran towards some of the none shooting targets. Iceman popped up and began shooting, hitting each target and knocking them out.
With less then 10 seconds remaining Iceman made a dash for the finish. As he did a target popped up that was armed. Spectre made it first and slung his rile off his back and took careful aim. It all happened for him in slow motion as he closed his left eye and aimed with his right. He fired and the bullet went right past Iceman's ear, hitting the target behind him in the head. They both crossed the line at the same time and Spectre lowered his gun. They didn't even look at eachother though, knowing that there was no need for a thank you. They had done it many times before and now it was just a routine for them.
Iceman looked around and quickly changed the mag out on his rifle. "You call that a test?" He said with a chuckle. It had taken a lot out of him, but Spectre on the other hand looked as cold as ever. They awaited their next assignment as Spectre pulled some splinters out of his glove.
"I think i went a little overkill on that melee target." He said with his usual deep and cold voice.
"Yeah, I don't think you should do that again though. I really don't ever wanna see a guys head fly off from being punched too hard." Iceman shot back as he cocked the rifle and stood, doing a light jog in place as he waited.
Spectre took a different approach on his side by running through the course with unseen speed before. He would either puncht the plywood targets or stab them. Either way every time he hit the target he didn't slow down or even change his direction. If he didn't have a knife or any targets near him you could swear it looked like he was doing some sort of dance. They made it too a plywood building and Spectre moved in first. A target popped out and he hit it in the head, knocking the head part clean off. Iceman took the lead and went up a staircase that spiraled to the right. They reached the top and were met by gunfire from three targets out in an open range. They had 20 seconds left to make it to the end zone with all the targets hit. Spectre nodded to Iceman and he ran outside. Spectre dodged the flurry of bullets from the three targets as he ran towards some of the none shooting targets. Iceman popped up and began shooting, hitting each target and knocking them out.
With less then 10 seconds remaining Iceman made a dash for the finish. As he did a target popped up that was armed. Spectre made it first and slung his rile off his back and took careful aim. It all happened for him in slow motion as he closed his left eye and aimed with his right. He fired and the bullet went right past Iceman's ear, hitting the target behind him in the head. They both crossed the line at the same time and Spectre lowered his gun. They didn't even look at eachother though, knowing that there was no need for a thank you. They had done it many times before and now it was just a routine for them.
Iceman looked around and quickly changed the mag out on his rifle. "You call that a test?" He said with a chuckle. It had taken a lot out of him, but Spectre on the other hand looked as cold as ever. They awaited their next assignment as Spectre pulled some splinters out of his glove.
"I think i went a little overkill on that melee target." He said with his usual deep and cold voice.
"Yeah, I don't think you should do that again though. I really don't ever wanna see a guys head fly off from being punched too hard." Iceman shot back as he cocked the rifle and stood, doing a light jog in place as he waited.
Spectre quickly grabbed both the rifles, tossing one to Iceman, and cocking his. He then removed the mag from his gun and tossed it to Iceman. He slung the rifle over his shoulders and kept his knife in hand. Iceman caught the extra mag and pocketed it. Iceman led the way out as Spectre followed behind with his knife. As they entered the course the two split. Iceman made precision shots with his rifle, firing off one bullet per target as he moved up.
Spectre took a different approach on his side by running through the course with unseen speed before. He would either puncht the plywood targets or stab them. Either way every time he hit the target he didn't slow down or even change his direction. If he didn't have a knife or any targets near him you could swear it looked like he was doing some sort of dance. They made it too a plywood building and Spectre moved in first. A target popped out and he hit it in the head, knocking the head part clean off. Iceman took the lead and went up a staircase that spiraled to the right. They reached the top and were met by gunfire from three targets out in an open range. They had 20 seconds left to make it to the end zone with all the targets hit. Spectre nodded to Iceman and he ran outside. Spectre dodged the flurry of bullets from the three targets as he ran towards some of the none shooting targets. Iceman popped up and began shooting, hitting each target and knocking them out.
With less then 10 seconds remaining Iceman made a dash for the finish. As he did a target popped up that was armed. Spectre made it first and slung his rile off his back and took careful aim. It all happened for him in slow motion as he closed his left eye and aimed with his right. He fired and the bullet went right past Iceman's ear, hitting the target behind him in the head. They both crossed the line at the same time and Spectre lowered his gun. They didn't even look at eachother though, knowing that there was no need for a thank you. They had done it many times before and now it was just a routine for them.
Iceman looked around and quickly changed the mag out on his rifle. "You call that a test?" He said with a chuckle. It had taken a lot out of him, but Spectre on the other hand looked as cold as ever. They awaited their next assignment as Spectre pulled some splinters out of his glove.
"I think i went a little overkill on that melee target." He said with his usual deep and cold voice.
"Yeah, I don't think you should do that again though. I really don't ever wanna see a guys head fly off from being punched too hard." Iceman shot back as he cocked the rifle and stood, doing a light jog in place as he waited.
Spectre took a different approach on his side by running through the course with unseen speed before. He would either puncht the plywood targets or stab them. Either way every time he hit the target he didn't slow down or even change his direction. If he didn't have a knife or any targets near him you could swear it looked like he was doing some sort of dance. They made it too a plywood building and Spectre moved in first. A target popped out and he hit it in the head, knocking the head part clean off. Iceman took the lead and went up a staircase that spiraled to the right. They reached the top and were met by gunfire from three targets out in an open range. They had 20 seconds left to make it to the end zone with all the targets hit. Spectre nodded to Iceman and he ran outside. Spectre dodged the flurry of bullets from the three targets as he ran towards some of the none shooting targets. Iceman popped up and began shooting, hitting each target and knocking them out.
With less then 10 seconds remaining Iceman made a dash for the finish. As he did a target popped up that was armed. Spectre made it first and slung his rile off his back and took careful aim. It all happened for him in slow motion as he closed his left eye and aimed with his right. He fired and the bullet went right past Iceman's ear, hitting the target behind him in the head. They both crossed the line at the same time and Spectre lowered his gun. They didn't even look at eachother though, knowing that there was no need for a thank you. They had done it many times before and now it was just a routine for them.
Iceman looked around and quickly changed the mag out on his rifle. "You call that a test?" He said with a chuckle. It had taken a lot out of him, but Spectre on the other hand looked as cold as ever. They awaited their next assignment as Spectre pulled some splinters out of his glove.
"I think i went a little overkill on that melee target." He said with his usual deep and cold voice.
"Yeah, I don't think you should do that again though. I really don't ever wanna see a guys head fly off from being punched too hard." Iceman shot back as he cocked the rifle and stood, doing a light jog in place as he waited.
Alright I will get a post up this weekend then. I got a football game tonight and I am gonna be tired as hell afterwards.
Once the kids left, they ran to the local sheriff. He quickly rounded up some of the local militia and they proceeded towards the temple. David saw this and informed his Captain of the matter. Before the locals could get to the temple the Alteans had gotten there first. They blocked the entrance, knowing the locals intended to barge into it and arrest her. They were going to allow her rest and try her, but they were not going to disrespect the temple.
"You can't keep us out of there! we have a right to arrest her for harassing our children!" one of the villagers scream to the captain. He looked around and sighed.
"You will see her arrested by us, the law keepers here. We will try her and find her guilty or not guilty. But no one is to set foot in that temple." As he finished his sentence the posse uproared with screams of just attacking them too. At the sound of their anger the Alteans formed a shield wall and drew their weapons. They waited as the crowed finally calmed down.
"We will wait, but we want her imprisoned!" The sheriff spoke. The captain remaind quiet on that matter. He knew if he said there would be a fair trial for her they would get angry. Most of these people were Lurkians and did not like the elven kin. But he was an Altean and was commanded to protect them if possible.
"You can't keep us out of there! we have a right to arrest her for harassing our children!" one of the villagers scream to the captain. He looked around and sighed.
"You will see her arrested by us, the law keepers here. We will try her and find her guilty or not guilty. But no one is to set foot in that temple." As he finished his sentence the posse uproared with screams of just attacking them too. At the sound of their anger the Alteans formed a shield wall and drew their weapons. They waited as the crowed finally calmed down.
"We will wait, but we want her imprisoned!" The sheriff spoke. The captain remaind quiet on that matter. He knew if he said there would be a fair trial for her they would get angry. Most of these people were Lurkians and did not like the elven kin. But he was an Altean and was commanded to protect them if possible.
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Forum: 1x1 Interest Checks
PMed you.
Hey i'd be interested in the soldier pairings. And I could help you make a plot if you are interested.
What are the going to be facing in the CQC course? Just so I get a feel for it nd don't mess up..
The small village of Rugner was on the border between Lurkia and Altea. It was the center of disputes between the two for decades now. At the current moment, it was under the rule of the Altean Empire. Full plate soldiers stood in guard around the city at the early morning as the town came to life. One of these men was a young man name David. David was a new recruit with the 15th legion, that was charged with guarding a 100 mile stretch of land with 1000 troops. He looked around the center of town, a woman watching her children play, people attempting to sell goods to travelers. It was another peaceful day for him.
What he didn't know was that on the horizon, a storm was brewing. 30,000 troops of the Lurkian kingdom stood, poised to attack the village and punch a hole straight into the Empire of Altea. The General in charge of the attack was Marcus. He looked at the small village and a small smirk came across his face. Only 100 troops were stationed there to defend the town from any bandits. It was going to be the easiest battle of his career.
What he didn't know was that on the horizon, a storm was brewing. 30,000 troops of the Lurkian kingdom stood, poised to attack the village and punch a hole straight into the Empire of Altea. The General in charge of the attack was Marcus. He looked at the small village and a small smirk came across his face. Only 100 troops were stationed there to defend the town from any bandits. It was going to be the easiest battle of his career.
Lore:
Over 200 years ago there was a rebellion among the kingdom of Lurkia. The region of Altea was a colony area on the border between the Elves and Lurkia. The Lurkians were not on good terms with the elves. They saw them as slaves, not people. the colonies on the other hand were more sympathetic to them. When the Lurkians attempted to enforce slavery Law the Altean region rebelled. Led by Duran Korus, the rebels fought hard, and it looked as though they would win. But when the main army of Lurkia arrived, they were outmatched. They were pushed all the way into the elven woods, when Duran met with one of the elven clans. During his stay he persuaded one of the Elven noblewomen to assist him in getting the Elven army to fight.
After five years of constant fighting the war was put called a stalemate when the Ruler of Lurkia died, and a steward took over. Duran had taken back the entire colony area and began building a nation of his own. He soon fell in love wirh the Elven woman (I forget the name, it was something awesome but this lore was created over 5 years ago...). They married and began producing heirs to the slowly growing empire.
120 years after Duran passed away and his wife gave rule to their eldest, Darius, the Empire was booming. They were connected in trade to every nation in the realm, except for Lurkia. They were becoming rich fast and he continued to push their borders into the wastelands of the deserts to the east. While Lurkia was in the South and the Elves in the West, they only had one way to go.
Once Darius died at the Age of 90, Aldir, his only heir took control and has ruled since he was 15. Now Aldir is 34 years old and has a wife and three children. The two eldest are elven, while the third is full blood human for some reason. David, the youngest, Took up the call of the military when his mother was murdered on her way back from a meeting with the elven council by a Lurkian Hunter group. He is now serving as a Private in the army on the border, waiting for the call to arms to be disbanded. Little does he know that war is about to begin.
Over 200 years ago there was a rebellion among the kingdom of Lurkia. The region of Altea was a colony area on the border between the Elves and Lurkia. The Lurkians were not on good terms with the elves. They saw them as slaves, not people. the colonies on the other hand were more sympathetic to them. When the Lurkians attempted to enforce slavery Law the Altean region rebelled. Led by Duran Korus, the rebels fought hard, and it looked as though they would win. But when the main army of Lurkia arrived, they were outmatched. They were pushed all the way into the elven woods, when Duran met with one of the elven clans. During his stay he persuaded one of the Elven noblewomen to assist him in getting the Elven army to fight.
After five years of constant fighting the war was put called a stalemate when the Ruler of Lurkia died, and a steward took over. Duran had taken back the entire colony area and began building a nation of his own. He soon fell in love wirh the Elven woman (I forget the name, it was something awesome but this lore was created over 5 years ago...). They married and began producing heirs to the slowly growing empire.
120 years after Duran passed away and his wife gave rule to their eldest, Darius, the Empire was booming. They were connected in trade to every nation in the realm, except for Lurkia. They were becoming rich fast and he continued to push their borders into the wastelands of the deserts to the east. While Lurkia was in the South and the Elves in the West, they only had one way to go.
Once Darius died at the Age of 90, Aldir, his only heir took control and has ruled since he was 15. Now Aldir is 34 years old and has a wife and three children. The two eldest are elven, while the third is full blood human for some reason. David, the youngest, Took up the call of the military when his mother was murdered on her way back from a meeting with the elven council by a Lurkian Hunter group. He is now serving as a Private in the army on the border, waiting for the call to arms to be disbanded. Little does he know that war is about to begin.
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