[ hello roomie, it's a bright new day! except it isn't, because it's perpetual twilight now, and also it's noon-ish. Ludger's taking a break from all the books to work on his aim at the gunrange. judging by the targets, it's... a work in progress. ]
Hey, Hansa.
[ he fires off another two quick shots, sighing as they don't land where he wanted them to. ]
Uh, as in, years? I haven't closed one of my eyes since I first started learning. And since I use two at the same time when I fight, it's better to keep both open anyways?
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I wanted to be an agent when I was little, Hansa. There's a lot of combat training that goes into that.
Even from a young age...you and I had similar starts, perhaps. I already was taught martial arts when I was barely a teenager. Was it all that was cracked up to be with you?
[ but despite the words, he doesn't push further. ]
The position wasn't, no, though I'm sure you already knew that. But... I think the events surrounding being made an agent were some of the best of my life. Even with the heartache and pain that came along with it.
[ he loads another cartridge and takes aim again, idly tossing out: ]
w5, tuesday(?)
Hey, Hansa.
[ he fires off another two quick shots, sighing as they don't land where he wanted them to. ]
This is harder than I remember it being...
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[Oh, there he goes. Hansa peers over with with crystalline eye, whirring a bit in its socket.]
Been a bit since you used one?
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[ and then it was a choice. now it's closed forever! ]
Any tips?
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[ ... ]
I wanted to be an agent when I was little, Hansa. There's a lot of combat training that goes into that.
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[A huff.]
Even from a young age...you and I had similar starts, perhaps. I already was taught martial arts when I was barely a teenager. Was it all that was cracked up to be with you?
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[ but despite the words, he doesn't push further. ]
The position wasn't, no, though I'm sure you already knew that. But... I think the events surrounding being made an agent were some of the best of my life. Even with the heartache and pain that came along with it.
[ he loads another cartridge and takes aim again, idly tossing out: ]
Do you regret what's happened to you?