At the firing range...

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Aeryn has spent the entire day at the firing range.

If they're taking away her weapon, then she is NEVER FRELLING LEAVING.

Occasionally people can hear her complaining about the squid, the werewolves, the general lawlessness of the place, along with worries about polar bears, and anyone who passes by could probably feel their vocabulary adding new and interesting words, some spoken entirely in Sebacean.

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"As long as the target isn't me. Fire away."

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Aeryn fires away, but not at Sam. "I just don't understand why they would do this to us," she says. "Take away my weapon, I might as well just walk around naked."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I might as well just walk around naked

*cheers*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Men!

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

It was a compliment!

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Doesn't change the sentiment! *g*

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He wants to see me naked...

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*hollers* GET A ROOM!

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Not tonight, the mun went to bed!

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

lol. At least Aeryn's getting some!

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Took long enough!

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I love you anyway, Sam.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sure you do, John-boy. Will this find me looking down the barrel of Aeryn's pulse rifle thingy?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Of course not. You and Aeryn seem to have bonded over guns and she knows I'm a dope so it'll be cool. We should hang out. Drink. Bond over math [OOC: John is smart when he wants to be!].

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

That's good to know! And bonding over math and a beer? You've got me there.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Sure! I'm not all voicemail pranks and virginity, you know. [ooc: He's got his doctorate from MIT and is often called a theoretical scientist.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam shrugs as she fills her clips with ammo. "I guess they don't want us starting open war in the corridors, what with the...odd and unusual people around the school. I can understand that."

She aims at the targets down the other end of the field. "Doesn't mean I like it."

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"I never saw any open war in the corridors," Aeryn says, firing off a couple more shots. "I know I was involved in an incident, which was an accident after Vala needed someone to get her down from the ceiling. I would think the odd and unusual is more of a reason to protect ourselves, as long as there's some sort of moderation."

The pulse rifle misfires. "I think I'm out of chakan oil."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I don't know about the incident with Vala," Sam admits, "But I think that the alert about Angelus made a few people nervous - including one of the staff. I know I'm not entirely comfortable walking around the school with a known killer living across the corridor."

She glances across at Aeryn and the rifle, "Chakan oil?"

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"Pulse weapons run on it. I have a little supply here," she shruges. "Of course, we also don't know who sent that alert. Who says they're telling the truth? Either way, this makes me feel a little safer."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"My roommate has history with Angelus. She told me the details before the alert came out. And a gun wouldn't stop him anyway - just slow him down."

She sighs. "This place is insane. I thought I was getting into a nice, quiet high school."

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"This can cause explosions. It'll do more than slow him down," Aeryn points out. "As for a normal high school... you do realize you're talking to an 'alien,' right?" She smiles.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam waves that away. "Aliens, I can handle. Vampires, werewolves, magicians and demons are new territory for me. And I'm a scientific gal at heart.

"So, yeah, 'normal high school'. Although," she grimaces, "the teenaged angst factor hasn't changed much in twenty years."

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"Strangely enough," she says, "it's not all that different than what I'm used to. Only we stay on one planet." She looks Sam over. "Twenty years?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Sam grimaces. She's been so disturbed by everything going on at the school that she forgot about classification. Not that classification is working all that well these days given there's a Goa'uld teaching in the damn school.

"Uh. Think of it like reincarnation, where you get to remember the previous life. That's probably the easiest explanation."

She glances over at Aeryn. "You go to school on one planet, or you have vampires, werewolves, magicians and demons on one planet?"