Tavi arched an eyebrow at her brother's comment but turned back towards the range to watch. He probably should have gone first because Tavi had the feeling that Mischa was going to out shoot them all fairly quickly.
She chuckled at her brother's comment about the family hobbies. It was probably typical of a lot of Paterna, growing up hunting, traveling and fighting was simply a part of their way. For the Emiliano family she sometimes thought practicing violence was a stress reliever.
The targets were flung into the air and the Russian woman shot both of them at the same time. Impressive! It was going to be a tough act to follow. Her brother had the other pair of goggles so Tavi did not move from her place but gave him a little nod of encouragement. Smirking at Mischa, she said
"Nice shootin, Tex."
Sporting Practise (atn. Tobi and Octavia)
Mischa was in a good mood this morning. The past few days setting up in the Mad House (as she called the Den) had gone smoothly enough and Leo had been very accomodating and helpful when it came to setting up a secure workshop and providing safe rooms to store her weaponry, ammunition and munitions equipment.
Of course Leo's enthusiasm could have been put down to the fact that Mischa had dressed in a sturdy, yet revealing work clothes when they were cleaning out the areas and moving in the large crates and boxes. The man had an excellent memory, and Mischa had been impressed by his ability to unpack the chemical equipment and supplies and arrange them exactly as Mischa had instructed. His hard effort had been rewarded by a kiss on both cheeks and permission to call on Mischa anytime he needed assistance with any weaponry concerns.
And today was training day. Mischa wore a pair of black army fatigues, leather combat boots, a white crop top and combat webbing. She walked the rails carrying a large gym bag that carried a variety of firearms. Her breasts were flanked by a pair of shouldered pistols, and a compound bow was slung across her back. Mischa whistled happily. Leo had shown her where she could go train safely and now all she needed was some company.
"Comrade Tobi!" Mischa bellowed. "Come out, come out, whereever you are! Today is glorious day to be outside. Where are you hiding Comrade Tobi!"
Octavia Emiliano
17 years ago
Tobi Emiliano
17 years ago
Tobi pulled on Mischa’s command and watched the targets arc upward before shattering within seconds of each other. Whoa. That was pretty cool and probably not something he could do – like most things, marksmanship was for him a passing interest at best and while there was a certain amount of familial pride invested in being able to handle a gun, it wasn’t exactly a serious pursuit. He shrugged when Mischa apologized, thinking he’d be impossible to live with if he could shoot like that, and pulled the goggles over his eyes.
“Naw, that was cool – but maybe we need to find something more challenging for you, seemed to mow those down pretty easy.”
Tobi was beginning to suspect that Tavi had come along less to shoot at things and more to make smart assed remarks and give everyone little nicknames, but what the hell, was there a better time for comic relief than while operating firearms? Shrugging a little at that inner dialogue, he watched while Mischa loaded a clay bird in the thrower. Maybe once he got the hang of this specific pistol he’d get crazy and try for two but for now he’d be content to not make an ass out of himself with one. He blew that thought off quickly, not wanting to get nervous – he tended to suck at shooting when things got to tense, like when his mom was watching, hawk-like, over his shoulder, but luckily he wasn’t really a wound up sort of guy.
Mischa released the target and he watched it sail upward, relaxed and unhurried as he took aim and fired. He hit the target on its downward arc, almost too late really, but then that was par for the course for him – Tobi Emiliano was never in a rush. Chuckling a little, he turned back to Misha and Tavi, lowering the gun and mock rubbing his shoulder with a good natured grin.
“She’s got some kick, I like this one! You wanna put your money where your mouth is Tavs?”
“Naw, that was cool – but maybe we need to find something more challenging for you, seemed to mow those down pretty easy.”
Tobi was beginning to suspect that Tavi had come along less to shoot at things and more to make smart assed remarks and give everyone little nicknames, but what the hell, was there a better time for comic relief than while operating firearms? Shrugging a little at that inner dialogue, he watched while Mischa loaded a clay bird in the thrower. Maybe once he got the hang of this specific pistol he’d get crazy and try for two but for now he’d be content to not make an ass out of himself with one. He blew that thought off quickly, not wanting to get nervous – he tended to suck at shooting when things got to tense, like when his mom was watching, hawk-like, over his shoulder, but luckily he wasn’t really a wound up sort of guy.
Mischa released the target and he watched it sail upward, relaxed and unhurried as he took aim and fired. He hit the target on its downward arc, almost too late really, but then that was par for the course for him – Tobi Emiliano was never in a rush. Chuckling a little, he turned back to Misha and Tavi, lowering the gun and mock rubbing his shoulder with a good natured grin.
“She’s got some kick, I like this one! You wanna put your money where your mouth is Tavs?”
Mischa Karnovich
17 years ago
Mischa applauded as the clay bird shattered moments before it would have hit the ground. Watching Tobi draw a bead on the target, Mischa had wondered if he was out of practise. But the almost deliberate ease with which he had shot the clay target before it hit the ground was very impressive.
Reloading the thrower, Mischa hoped that his sister Octavia would prove up to the challenge.
Reloading the thrower, Mischa hoped that his sister Octavia would prove up to the challenge.
Octavia Emiliano
17 years ago
Her brother wasn't a bad shot and Tavi knew that he would do alright if he didn't get nervous in front of the new chick. She accepted the glasses from him with a grin. looked over the vast array of firearms that Mischa had available.
"Not bad."
He seemed less twitchy, not that he could really ever be considered such, now than when their mother was watching him. Funny that impressing a girl was somehow less intimidating than the parental unit.
Looking over the vast array of firearms that Mischa had available, She chose a SIG Sauer P226. It was a semi automatic pistol that she was familiar with. The British police force still did not carry firearms as a matter of every day practice but she took the training when it was offered and showed a natural and perhaps alarming aptitude for shooting stuff.
Tavi waited in silent anticipation for the clay bird to be flung in the air. Once it was launched she quickly took aim and shot it before it had time to get too far away. Quick was her way of doing things and she felt there would be time enough for careful planning when she was dead. The chief constable had once called her "reactionary" but even he couldn't deny that she was a good police officer and the fastest shot on the force.
She handed the goggles back to her brother and leaned against the wall.
"Interesting way to wake up in the morning."
((OOC: Being the fastest in a bunch of humans really isn't a great feat but doing things impulsively and quickly is pretty much her standard mode of operation and her skills and abilities support that. ))
"Not bad."
He seemed less twitchy, not that he could really ever be considered such, now than when their mother was watching him. Funny that impressing a girl was somehow less intimidating than the parental unit.
Looking over the vast array of firearms that Mischa had available, She chose a SIG Sauer P226. It was a semi automatic pistol that she was familiar with. The British police force still did not carry firearms as a matter of every day practice but she took the training when it was offered and showed a natural and perhaps alarming aptitude for shooting stuff.
Tavi waited in silent anticipation for the clay bird to be flung in the air. Once it was launched she quickly took aim and shot it before it had time to get too far away. Quick was her way of doing things and she felt there would be time enough for careful planning when she was dead. The chief constable had once called her "reactionary" but even he couldn't deny that she was a good police officer and the fastest shot on the force.
She handed the goggles back to her brother and leaned against the wall.
"Interesting way to wake up in the morning."
((OOC: Being the fastest in a bunch of humans really isn't a great feat but doing things impulsively and quickly is pretty much her standard mode of operation and her skills and abilities support that. ))
Tobi Emiliano
17 years ago
Tobi looked down in mock modesty at Mischa and Tavi’s praise, surprisingly okay with being applauded for hitting a target, and grinned at his shoes.
“Heh, no big…”
Tavi, spaz that she was, blasted her target down quickly and easily, not waiting for it to get any distance on her. Tobi smirked and nodded to his sister in congratulations.
“Nice work.”
He was having a fine time of it but in spite of Tavi’s declaration that this was ‘interesting’ he figured the girls were going to get bored eventually. Casting about for ideas, he raised his eyebrows at Mischa.
“I bet we could find something a little more lively to shoot at if we felt like it.” Shrugging as though it didn’t matter to him either way, he looked over at the selection of guns, trying to decide which one he wanted to try out next. The pistol was a nice weapon but he thought it might be cool to try out the assault rifle that had caught his eye. Wandering over to the table, he lifted it in both hands, resting the barrel on his shoulder while he found the right ammo.
“But really, I’m up for anything,” he said, leaning against the table while he loaded his new weapon of choice.
“Heh, no big…”
Tavi, spaz that she was, blasted her target down quickly and easily, not waiting for it to get any distance on her. Tobi smirked and nodded to his sister in congratulations.
“Nice work.”
He was having a fine time of it but in spite of Tavi’s declaration that this was ‘interesting’ he figured the girls were going to get bored eventually. Casting about for ideas, he raised his eyebrows at Mischa.
“I bet we could find something a little more lively to shoot at if we felt like it.” Shrugging as though it didn’t matter to him either way, he looked over at the selection of guns, trying to decide which one he wanted to try out next. The pistol was a nice weapon but he thought it might be cool to try out the assault rifle that had caught his eye. Wandering over to the table, he lifted it in both hands, resting the barrel on his shoulder while he found the right ammo.
“But really, I’m up for anything,” he said, leaning against the table while he loaded his new weapon of choice.
Mischa Karnovich
17 years ago
Mischa was quietly impressed. Brother and sister were capable with firearms, and had shown themselves to have excellent hand-eye co-ordination. That gave Mischa hope that the Vyusher in Nachton was on a more militant footing than some of the other outposts she had visited.
Her train of thought was interrupted as Tobi spoke up with an interesting proposal.
"What exactly did you have in mind, Comrade Tobi?"
Her train of thought was interrupted as Tobi spoke up with an interesting proposal.
"What exactly did you have in mind, Comrade Tobi?"
Octavia Emiliano
17 years ago
Tavi smiled at her brother's praise but shrugged nonchalantly. She waited where she was figuring that her brother or Mischa would like another go. Raising her eyebrows at Tobi's suggestion, Octavia wondered just what her brother had in mind, local cats? local children? fellow packmates stumbling out of bed in the morning?
"Yeah do tell." This should be good.
"Yeah do tell." This should be good.
Tobi Emiliano
17 years ago
Tobi gave another shrug as he loaded, not really having any specific ideas and pretty much making things up as he went along. He wasn’t normally the go-to guy for things to do but what the hell, everyone had to have their moment in the sun, right?
At least, that was how he was choosing to take this complete and total abandonment by his sister. Tavi always did have the best ideas, but this time it was up to him. Grinning a little to himself, he finished getting the weapon ready and stepped up to the platform.
“I dunno, but I know a few road signs that could use some extra holes…” Breaking into an outright snicker, he added: “One of us could drive, the other could shoot, and the –other- other could keep score. A point for a sign, five for a mailbox, and bonus points for anything weird…”
Hey, it certainly –could- be a fun way to kill and afternoon, and it might even prove to be educational. Remembering Misha’s fixation on safety, he added, in his best Dustin Hoffman impersonation: “Don’t worry…I’m an excellent driver. But lemmie try this one out first…”
He turned his attention to the sky, getting his brain back into ‘shooting things’ mode, and this time when the clay pigeon sailed through the air he took aim and fired more quickly, giving a satisfied smirk as the rifle kicked hard against his shoulder and the target shattered.
At least, that was how he was choosing to take this complete and total abandonment by his sister. Tavi always did have the best ideas, but this time it was up to him. Grinning a little to himself, he finished getting the weapon ready and stepped up to the platform.
“I dunno, but I know a few road signs that could use some extra holes…” Breaking into an outright snicker, he added: “One of us could drive, the other could shoot, and the –other- other could keep score. A point for a sign, five for a mailbox, and bonus points for anything weird…”
Hey, it certainly –could- be a fun way to kill and afternoon, and it might even prove to be educational. Remembering Misha’s fixation on safety, he added, in his best Dustin Hoffman impersonation: “Don’t worry…I’m an excellent driver. But lemmie try this one out first…”
He turned his attention to the sky, getting his brain back into ‘shooting things’ mode, and this time when the clay pigeon sailed through the air he took aim and fired more quickly, giving a satisfied smirk as the rifle kicked hard against his shoulder and the target shattered.
Mischa Karnovich
17 years ago
Shooting at road signs, in the middle of the day? Mischa wondered if this was some strange American thing. Not quite the drive by she had formed in her mind.
Mischa nodded appreciatively as another clay pigeon exploded as Tobi handled the rifle with ease.
"Well we could try that," said Mischa uncertainly, "although I think your Police might disagree with blatant misuse of mailboxes and road signs."
Mischa thought for a moment as she notched an arrow in the compound bow and gave the signal for Octavia to release the clay pigeon. It arched high and to the left. Mischa released the arrow somewhat nonchalantly, and smiled as the blunt head shattered the clay pigeon neatly.
"Or we could beat on each other for exercise and training. I enjoy that. Or beating on others. I enjoy that also."
Mischa nodded appreciatively as another clay pigeon exploded as Tobi handled the rifle with ease.
"Well we could try that," said Mischa uncertainly, "although I think your Police might disagree with blatant misuse of mailboxes and road signs."
Mischa thought for a moment as she notched an arrow in the compound bow and gave the signal for Octavia to release the clay pigeon. It arched high and to the left. Mischa released the arrow somewhat nonchalantly, and smiled as the blunt head shattered the clay pigeon neatly.
"Or we could beat on each other for exercise and training. I enjoy that. Or beating on others. I enjoy that also."
Octavia Emiliano
17 years ago
Tavi's mouth twitched at the corners as she tried very hard to contain her mirth at her brother's suggestion. She had to admit that it sounded like fun and it might even be an interesting challenge at this time of the day. She just couldn't believe that he was offering up this brilliant plan to be a 'hooligan' with someone that he seemed interested in impressing; it sounded more like something they would do to kill a boring afternoon. It was nice that he was comfortable enough to want to include her.
Mischa pointed out the police aspect and the laughter she was withholding bubbled forth. In the hopes of helping out her brother, Tavi shrugged and replied.
“Well that makes it more interesting. That's why you steal a very fast car first. If the heat gets too hot we can always bail out and disappear.”
Or at least she could but she figured that they could all manage to find a way to escape the law in a chase on foot, through buildings and the like. Mischa's suggestion on the other hand sounded like more 'fun' than she was up for without any sleep...unless they were beating up on other people.
“...The other people part I can go with.”
Giving it some more thought, Tavi added.
"We could always play "Mug the Muggers". You know one of us plays bait in a bad part of town and then when we're jumped for our money we take their's. Its amusing and somewhat lucrative...at least if they are decent muggers themselves."
She shrugged and folded her arms across her chest while waiting for the verdict.
Mischa pointed out the police aspect and the laughter she was withholding bubbled forth. In the hopes of helping out her brother, Tavi shrugged and replied.
“Well that makes it more interesting. That's why you steal a very fast car first. If the heat gets too hot we can always bail out and disappear.”
Or at least she could but she figured that they could all manage to find a way to escape the law in a chase on foot, through buildings and the like. Mischa's suggestion on the other hand sounded like more 'fun' than she was up for without any sleep...unless they were beating up on other people.
“...The other people part I can go with.”
Giving it some more thought, Tavi added.
"We could always play "Mug the Muggers". You know one of us plays bait in a bad part of town and then when we're jumped for our money we take their's. Its amusing and somewhat lucrative...at least if they are decent muggers themselves."
She shrugged and folded her arms across her chest while waiting for the verdict.
Tobi Emiliano
17 years ago
Tobi gave an amiable shrug as Mischa turned from shooting to offer up more suggestions. Dang, that compound bow was neat. He hadn’t ever played with one of those and thought it might be worth learning just for the sake of cool factor, but he was a little shy of asking in the midst of other conversation.
Mischa seemed lukewarm on the idea of vandalizing but brightened at the thought of beatings. He was about to suggest that she could beat him any time but then thought better of it – there was no way Tavi wouldn’t hone in on that. In a fit of extended quiet, he also decided not to mention that he had a way of getting out of trouble with the cops, a natural ability to pull the wool over people’s eyes, and instead let his sister explain that there were ways around getting those pesky consequence things. Chicks didn’t like it when you claimed to be a good liar, in his experience – they ‘just couldn’t trust him’ or some crap like that. It was more than just lying, of course, but that’s what it always sounded like it the end.
He raised his eyebrows at Mischa when Tavi suggested a classic pastime. Maybe he could bring his video camera along and post their results on the internet.
“Sounds like everyone wins with that – what do you think?”
Mischa seemed lukewarm on the idea of vandalizing but brightened at the thought of beatings. He was about to suggest that she could beat him any time but then thought better of it – there was no way Tavi wouldn’t hone in on that. In a fit of extended quiet, he also decided not to mention that he had a way of getting out of trouble with the cops, a natural ability to pull the wool over people’s eyes, and instead let his sister explain that there were ways around getting those pesky consequence things. Chicks didn’t like it when you claimed to be a good liar, in his experience – they ‘just couldn’t trust him’ or some crap like that. It was more than just lying, of course, but that’s what it always sounded like it the end.
He raised his eyebrows at Mischa when Tavi suggested a classic pastime. Maybe he could bring his video camera along and post their results on the internet.
“Sounds like everyone wins with that – what do you think?”
Mischa Karnovich
17 years ago
"Da. Beating of criminal subversives sounds very horosho...good."
Mischa notched another arrow and called. The clay target shot off to the right, spinning slightly. There was a soft twang as he let the arrow fly forth. The clay target shattered like glass.
Mischa put the compound bow down and placed her hands on her hips.
"I am very interested in this game of yours. Who gets to play victim. Me, Comrade Tobi, or Comrade Octavia?"
Mischa notched another arrow and called. The clay target shot off to the right, spinning slightly. There was a soft twang as he let the arrow fly forth. The clay target shattered like glass.
Mischa put the compound bow down and placed her hands on her hips.
"I am very interested in this game of yours. Who gets to play victim. Me, Comrade Tobi, or Comrade Octavia?"
Octavia Emiliano
17 years ago
It seemed like everyone was okay with the looking for people willing to mug unsuspecting civilians. She was not surprised at her brother's willingness to go along with the plan; it was a rare day when Tobi Emiliano was difficult and stubborn.
Shrugging in answer to Mischa's question, Tavi spoke her thoughts on the matter.
"I would say either myself or Tobi would make the best bait. I'm the smallest but look less innocent. Tobi would probably be best. He broadcasts the harmless nice guy vibes with the strength of a radio tower. Bullies from miles around are likely to come and try to take advantage."Â?
Winking at her brother, she added.
"I just don't see it but I don't suppose they've grown up with you."Â?
In truth she did see it and sometimes even believed for a while that her brother was the sweet innocent that he projected to the world. For her, it was his carefree nature; Tobi didn't get angry or worried over much of anything and that made him seem almost as young as he appeared to be.
"I'll go change clothes and try to find something touristy!"Â?
((OOC: Tavi can out here or with everyone else in the next post or so ))
Shrugging in answer to Mischa's question, Tavi spoke her thoughts on the matter.
"I would say either myself or Tobi would make the best bait. I'm the smallest but look less innocent. Tobi would probably be best. He broadcasts the harmless nice guy vibes with the strength of a radio tower. Bullies from miles around are likely to come and try to take advantage."Â?
Winking at her brother, she added.
"I just don't see it but I don't suppose they've grown up with you."Â?
In truth she did see it and sometimes even believed for a while that her brother was the sweet innocent that he projected to the world. For her, it was his carefree nature; Tobi didn't get angry or worried over much of anything and that made him seem almost as young as he appeared to be.
"I'll go change clothes and try to find something touristy!"Â?
((OOC: Tavi can out here or with everyone else in the next post or so ))
Tobi Emiliano
17 years ago
Eh, it looked like he was outed. Tobi looked down at his feet, then peered over at Mischa with his best ‘I’m harmless’ expression in demonstration of Tavi’s assertions. Oddly, the idea of playing a helpless victim only to be rescued by two girls was not at all damaging to his meager dignity. Perhaps that was because it could be considered the most dangerous of jobs in this little stunt – he was the most likely to have to take a few hits on his own.
“Hey, I’m a nice guy…” he said, continuing his innocent act. “Do I look like I’d hurt a flea?” His grin turned slightly evil at the end, belying his ‘good boy’ appearances.
“Okay sounds good – I gotta get my camera and stuff before we go. Let’s all meet up front in a few minutes?”
He figured he should give Mischa one last chance to yay or nay this expedition but it looked like everything was a go.
/ooc Tobi out pending responses and whatnot
“Hey, I’m a nice guy…” he said, continuing his innocent act. “Do I look like I’d hurt a flea?” His grin turned slightly evil at the end, belying his ‘good boy’ appearances.
“Okay sounds good – I gotta get my camera and stuff before we go. Let’s all meet up front in a few minutes?”
He figured he should give Mischa one last chance to yay or nay this expedition but it looked like everything was a go.
/ooc Tobi out pending responses and whatnot
Mischa Karnovich
17 years ago
"All agreed, then."
Mischa began carefully unloading the ammunition and placing the firearms back into the gym bag. She retrieved the two arrows and with bag, bow and arrows in hand headed back to the compound.
This promised to be an interesting day.
((ooc - Mischa out. Wanna volunteer to start next thread Tobi?))
Mischa began carefully unloading the ammunition and placing the firearms back into the gym bag. She retrieved the two arrows and with bag, bow and arrows in hand headed back to the compound.
This promised to be an interesting day.
((ooc - Mischa out. Wanna volunteer to start next thread Tobi?))