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[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton is outside, training.

He has a dozen or so floating targets, like dartboards, zipping around him very quickly and firing stun bolts down at him from tiny holes at the sides. It's very obvious that he cobbled them together from various machines.

He's blindfolded, and he's alternating between throwing knives at them with one hand and shooting them with another, while dodging the stun bolts. Judging by the bright, chirpy green flashes and the heavy blaster scoring and multiple knife marks on and immediately around the bullseye, he's doing quite well.

He may be grinning from ear to ear, because it's reassuring to know that he's not helpless without the Force.

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[will_scarlett]

Will's just watching from a safe distance because that's just cool.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton stops, after a moment, tilting his head for a moment and raising one hand.
"Don't tell me, lemme figure it out."

[will_scarlett]

So Will stays still and quiet, grinning since well he honestly doesn't think Atton will be able to guess.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"You're male and I know you. You're not Sam, Revan or Wes. You're not Guppy. Either Gavin or Will - You're both about the same height and weight, 's hard t'tell." Atton pauses, frowning.

[will_scarlett]

Will doesn't say anything since he knows as soon as he opens his mouth, Atton will figure it out so instead tosses a snowball at Atton.

[binaried.livejournal.com]

Merlin had woken that morning with the insane idea that he was getting rusty in his combat skills. After snagging breakfast from Bar, he'd trudged outside and conjured up a rapier before finding an isolated spot to go through his paces.

This lasts until the sound of something knocks his concentration right into the garbage heap. Quite sick at this point of feint, dodge, parry and thrusting, Merlin sheaths the blade and follows the sound of small explosions until he happens on,

"Blessed serpent!" Now he's staring.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton's head swings around. Not so that he's facing Merlin - Rather so that his ears are facing towards Merlin instead.

"Nah, just me. No blessed serpents here."

[binaried.livejournal.com]

"What are they?" He's not sure whether to stare at the warrior or the strange machines. Ok, fine, Merlin will stare at both.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Targets. For training." Atton grins.

[ostro_goth]

Teja has been about, testing his new axe.

"Greetings," he says. "Should I destroy one of those, would I be in trouble?"

They do not seems as precious as Ray's 'droid', from the way Atton is treating them.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Go ahead, Tej, I can build a new one." Atton says nonchalantly, waving one hand.

[ostro_goth]

"You build these -- devices that one my fight against?" Teja says, fascinated. He does not, however, comment on the shortening of his name.

He takes a swing at one of the flying targets, hitting it straight on with the blade of his axe.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"It's not really a fight. It's shooting at me, but it's not really fighting back, as such. 'S not the same as actually having a live opponent."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy sees Atton before he realises what he's doing, and approaches, to see why he's outside.

Waitaminuteknives!

He notices them as one is thrown in his direction, and whether the target is in the way or not, squeals, ducks and covers his head.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

The target is in the way. The knife thuds into it quite neatly.

"Relax, Guppy, I know what I'm doing."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Y-you're not even looking! What if a child runs out?" Guppy yells over.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Well, then I'd hear it and not shoot it." Atton says. "Guppy, I'm not a complete idiot."

[mycursedface]

He also has an audience. A short, curvy, snake-haired audience, to be exact, and one with her fingers around the neck of an Atlantean bottle.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Meddie, are you drunk?" It may be best not to ask how he can tell that without taking off his blindfold.

[mycursedface]

"I certainly hope so."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Why's that?" Atton says, before a murmering something. The targets go dark and float way.

[jawaswag.livejournal.com]

Gavin can't stand being outside right now. It's cold and no matter how many layers he puts on, he can't seem to get warm.

But he is at least happy to see Atton about. Which is why he stays lurking behind a tree despite the cold.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton turns his head to one side, muttering a word that makes the targets go dark and float way.

"Is that you, Gavin?"

[jawaswag.livejournal.com]

Gavin rolls his eyes a little at that. Force users have a tendency to be mildly disconcerting like that.

Weakly, "No?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Nice try." Atton laughs, pulling his blindfold off and wandering over to Gavin. "Isn't the weather great?!" he sounds so very enthused about it.