Target #16 - You Call That A Knife? (Action)

[bloodon_myknife]

[Sniper at 1247 Williams Road would get a box in the mail. He was sure he had watched the street most of the day but somehow it was just there. Blinking at it a moment he would climb down from the roof and go check it out. It looked like a box made for flowers

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[steel_massifail]

[[Massimo's been checking up on the town, trying to see who's gotten what. He's carrying around a very large lance.

When he passes by Snipes' house, he waves at the roof.]]

Stab, stab, stab, mwahahahaha

[bloodon_myknife]

[Sniper would wave from the house with the hand that held the Kukri.]

That's a nice spear you got yourself.

[steel_massifail]

[[Massimo nods and thrusts it into the air.]]

You've got a nice knife, too! Old-fashioned, but probably sharper than my lance.

[bloodon_myknife]

It does it's job. Glad to see we are getting well armed for this... well at least most of us.

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe walks up to the porch looking like hell. Bruised and beaten, covered in bandages, but doing his best to walk straight and remain dignified.

He stops dead in his tracks. Sniper's standing on the porch brandishing a VERY large knife in front of him, muttering about stabbing.

You're getting stared at in confusion with just a hint of terror. Honestly, this was the last thing he needed.]

[bloodon_myknife]

[He allowed himself his moment of freedom from the front he presented to the world. That moment faded smoothly into a friendly smile, though he still held the weapon.

Looking over Crowe.]

Just a typical school fight, some practice, or did someone actually try to kill you?

[He seemed to ask all of that without the slightest hint of worry or concern. Just friendly curiosity. Also not bothering to explain himself.]

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe looks to the knife, to Sniper, to the knife, to Sniper... he frowned. He was starting to get tired of that attitude of Sniper's. He knew Sniper didn't *actually* care, so why did he ask?]

...we'll call it practice.

[bloodon_myknife]

[He didn't, well not really on a personal level. Crowe wasn't his kid. He did feel some responsability though. He knew he would bring the wrong sort of attention soon enough.

Also he knew if everyone started to give up he was going to have a much harder time of this.]

That's fine, how you holding up with it? Someone start a Rugby team in town?

[What was blitzball? Huh?]

[bloody_hime]

*Hime was walking down the street as Sniper was playing with his new toy. Hime is carrying her chainsaw on her back like always.*

I see you also recovered something. A Kukri right? That should help a long range person such as yourself.

[bloodon_myknife]

[He hefted the blade to see how the balance was. Just as he remembered it. Glancing to her chainsaw.]

It's gotten me out of a few pinches in the past. I think this town either has a death wish or is trying to mock me.

[bloody_hime]

It could be a mix of both.

[bloodon_myknife]

Probably. I'll make them regret it either way.

Was that chainsaw the new toy they sent you?

[bloodon_myknife]

[Oh, hell. BLU Sniper is jealous. He holds the Jarate ready, maybe ready to throw it.

Takes and breath and just puts it down. Not worth it man, not worth it. Muttering under his breath.]

Lucky wanker...

He's jealous you have a bigger vehichle is all... ;.;

[bloodon_myknife]

[Put's the Jar down. His hand might just slip and it might just go hurtling through the air and happen to land on that nice truck.]

It's good to see some people can treat this place like a vacation while others do the work for them.

Or did you come by to get some shooting lessons?