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For the first time, it was Jak who took the first talking shift. "Hey, guys. We're in the shooting range for a reason," he said, nodding at the... well, the scenery behind him. "Some of you probably haven't used a gun before. Some of you haven't had enough practice. So we're getting some practice in today. If you don't know what you're doing, me and Triela are going to give a demonstration." This was probably the wordiest anyone was ever going to see him, so, y'know. "Practice safety in the range. Don't keep your finger over the trigger. Remember that firing any gun is going to give you some recoil, so brace yourself."

He squared his shoulders. "But I'm sure Triela'll give you the run through," he finished. "Anyway, you've got your short range," point at the shotgun, "Your long range," at which he held up his Morph Gun, blaster attachment attached, "Snipers, handguns, semi-automatics, automatics..." He trailed off. "Lots of guns." You know. To keep things simple.

Kennedy was mostly keeping her mouth shut on this one, guns and slayage not being particularly compatible activities in her experience; for today, she'd mostly be standing there looking serious, kind of daring anyone in the group to goof off so she could get up in their face about it.

Zack, on the other hand, was going to keep his mouth shut, stand there looking serious, and occasionally crack a little smile as he looked around the group. He liked people! He couldn't help it!

"Please, be sure to pay careful attention to everything you're shown today, if you're planning on handling any of the guns," he stated. "I probably don't have to tell you that, because most of you guys have a healthy respect for most weaponry, but it's important enough that it's worth stating. I'll have to give you stern looks and a lecture or something if any of you get hurt."
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"Good afternoon," Arthur began, scraping his throat aloud, "And welcome to this meeting of the military reserves. Glad you could join us here down at the Rocky Bits. Today, we will abandon talk of theory and see about how well you all work out in practice. The Rocky Bits are one of the most troubling of physical challenges on the island, but sometimes there may be a need to hide in them, or cross over them. Today, we will explore the best ways to do so."

"There's plenty to keep an eye open for, here," Zack shared, his hands on his hips and looking as chipper as ever. "Cracks in the stones that you might never see coming, sudden drops, and things like that. If you aren't familiar with the area yet, then be sure to go slow and to pay attention to where your feet are going."

Zack was not one to follow his own advice, in this regard.

"As per usual, you are allowed to form teams of two, even three," Arthur continued, "If simply to make sure that if anyone gets injured, they make it back. Watch your step. Normally, it would be best to go around the rocks, but I think we've all learned that normally doesn't apply in this place."

"There are some nifty drop-offs over that way," Zack shared, leaning forward conspiratorially. "I mean, if you're comfortable with the relatively flat terrain and you want a bit more of a challenge. But you guys have to be extra careful if you do head over there, okay?"

"Zack will have potions," Arthur added, dryly. "If you fail."

"So!" Zack clapped his hands once, pleased as punch with the activity for today, and well-stocked on potions, yes. "What are you guys waiting for? There are rocks to explore!"

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"Today, we will be battling each other," Arthur announced, as soon as enough had gathered. "You will all be split into two 'teams', blue," he nodded at one patch of the preserve, "And red." And another. "No lethal weapons allowed, but bring your practice arms with you. Don't leave wounded or 'knocked out' enemies unattended. Opponents, show honour by not harming such wounded. A disarmed opponent who surrenders will be considered defeated. In two hours sharp, the battle will end, and we will consider your abilities. Next week, we will form strategies to increase your effectivity on all levels."

Someone might have picked up a book or two that was more management jargon than military strategy than advertised on the cover. "Blue may head into the preserve first. Red will then leave in the other direction. Once the time is done, I expect to see all of you here."

For the occasion, he'd brought a few wooden staves and practice swords in case no one had anything else.

[[ a little note on the OCD: we have a sign-in thread today. odd numbers are blue, even numbers are red. if you need coordination, we'll have a chat up at reserveshooo everyone is welcome! also, this time, in the right comm ]]

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