08-26-2014, 03:35 PM
These two were too cute, too much for Thomas. Even through the scope of the rifle he had they were nothing but cute. It made him sick. But one thing kept him watching, the payout!
They moved and wandered the park, never making for a clean shot. When they finally stood still the unwitting fool stood in his way, but... Thomas took aim. He knew he could make the shot. Two birds with one bullet. He just had to hit the mark.
Thomas wasn't a trained marksman, but he was Atharim - trained in everything possible to make his mark on the world. Guns, swords, fist fights, you name it Thomas could do it. He knew he could do this. In training he had only been bested a few times. The Regus had put him in his place a time or two, but the one that really chafed was the girl who had nearly killed him during a spar. He had only fought her that one time before her so-called mentor had stepped in and told Thomas not to spar with her. He didn't know why, sure there were rumors about the girl, but he as not some easy mark like that boy Scott had been.
A slight breeze. The sun was just right, not in his eyes. Perfect line up and Thomas squeezed the trigger ever so gently. A small pop and he watched it sail. He wished he could hear the sound of the bullet hitting flesh, ripping through the man and into the women. All he heard was screams.
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Edited by Ayden, Aug 26 2014, 03:35 PM.
They moved and wandered the park, never making for a clean shot. When they finally stood still the unwitting fool stood in his way, but... Thomas took aim. He knew he could make the shot. Two birds with one bullet. He just had to hit the mark.
Thomas wasn't a trained marksman, but he was Atharim - trained in everything possible to make his mark on the world. Guns, swords, fist fights, you name it Thomas could do it. He knew he could do this. In training he had only been bested a few times. The Regus had put him in his place a time or two, but the one that really chafed was the girl who had nearly killed him during a spar. He had only fought her that one time before her so-called mentor had stepped in and told Thomas not to spar with her. He didn't know why, sure there were rumors about the girl, but he as not some easy mark like that boy Scott had been.
A slight breeze. The sun was just right, not in his eyes. Perfect line up and Thomas squeezed the trigger ever so gently. A small pop and he watched it sail. He wished he could hear the sound of the bullet hitting flesh, ripping through the man and into the women. All he heard was screams.
Edited by Ayden, Aug 26 2014, 03:35 PM.