Better Run, Better Run, Faster than My Gun (Rora)

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane The shooting range. That's where Cole found himself at ten in the morning on a Saturday. There really wasn't a reason to complain. He had an assortment of weapons spread out beside him. He, being the weapons master that he was, had been chosen by the teacher to help one student that was having trouble. He'd agreed, and then laughed when he realized who'd he'd be working with. Aurora Phelan. Every senior knew the tiny Pixie. Logan was even good friends with her, but Cole had never really spent quality time with her. She wasn't one for big giant pranks, like Damon, and she definitely didn't take classes as seriously as he did. But, he wasn't worried or nervous about teaching her. In fact, he knew it was going to be real fun teasing her. He checked the three weapons he had brought with him. He'd decided to bring the three most often used, an automatic rifle, this one an MP5. Hed also brought a semi-automatic rifle, this one a 12-gauge shotgun and finally, his favorite pistol, a Glock 23, that he couldn't wait to be issued upon graduation. He was a bit iffy about the pistol. The 12-guage didn't pack a big bunch, and he was fairly confident that with the stand, Aurora could hold on to the MP5. The Glock, however, was tough to hang on to, but he had orders that she be able to use the pistol most often used. He glanced around, and seeing that no one was around, save for the guard standing at the entrance door, in case of accidents, Cole slipped on some earmuffs and loaded the pistol. Sliding the magazine into the chamber, he took a guarded stance and started shooting, aiming for two shots to the chest and one to the head. He continued this for some time, until the magazine of thirteen shots ran out. He set it down, a satisfied smile on his face. Ooc: Eh, it’s a little weird, but I'm kinda sick-ish. Hope this is as fun as I think it is! there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Aurora woke up this morning to a howling voice on her phone that nearly took away her hearing. She'd forgotten to set her alarm for the 'special' lessons she was supposed to be taking today, but thankfully her uncle had called her to wake her up. The whole time she'd been sprawled in bed with the ear to her phone, she wished she had remembered, because he just yelled - and she was pretty sure that vein that comes out when he was angry was showing- about how she would face dire consequences if she made Cole wait for her lazy butt even a second.

She'd been relaxing in bed after the phone call, realizing she'd been called exceptionally early. Even if she had set the alarm, it wouldn't have mattered. Getting up, she began to pull on some clothing suitable for training. Once she was dressed, she left her room and began to casually skip towards the shooting range in the school grounds. "So, Cole is going to be my teacher today, huh?" She nodded her head, the first thing that had entered her mind when she'd been informed about today was thet he was Logan's elder brother.

She knew Cole, but she didn't know him. Both Logan and Damon talked about him and from what she'd heard, he seemed like he was a pretty funny guy. She'd first taken notice of him one day in the hallway when they had passed eachother, because she thought he was one of the cutest guys she'd seen in the academy. Then, when she'd managed to get close to Logan, she found out they were brothers.

She entered the room and saw that Cole had arrived early. She winced everytime the gun was shot, but continued to walk towards her partner nonetheless. She stood behind him, her head tilted to the side to see the bullets he shot hit the target. Her lips parted slightly as she watched with awe, her hands on her ear, muffling the noise of the shots. When he finished, she stepped by his side and looked at the guns he had on display. She took the smallest one and began to twirl it in her hands. Smiling, she looked at Cole and laughed. "If I wasn't half asleep, you may have stolen my heart." She laughed again and then nodded, saluting to the other senior in a playful manner. "So, Boss. What's first on the agenda today?"

O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " "I don't think any of his bullets missed the target." "
N O T E S ▏➜ I am working on another posting format, but this will do for now~
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 7 3

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane Damn. That's all Cole had to say when he studied the target. Every single shot he'd taken had hit exactly where he'd wanted it to. In fact, it left no head on the paper target and a football-sized hole in the chest. He was half-humming, half-mutter/singing his favorite song, 'Ramblin Man' by Waylon Jennings as he loaded another target on. Sliding off his earmuffs, he turned at the sound of a voice. He smiled. Aurora had arrived. He gave her a once-over unashamedly. He grinned a little crookedly as he took in her pants. "Hello Kitty? Really, Rora darlin'?" Of course, Damon and Logan had talked enough about her for him to know that this probably wasn't a strange occurrence. In fact, Damon had said she was fun to tease. That wasn't something to tell Cole Sawyer. He winked at her, wanting to see her reaction. If he couldn't be a spy, Cole could be a professional player. There was little more that he liked doing besides shooting things, being sneaky, and flirting unabashedly. His smile widened as she took the Glock he'd just used and started spinning it in her hands. Alright, that was a step up from what he'd been expecting. Her words and actions made him laugh, so much so that he tilted his head back far enough that one could catch the J-shaped scar at the bottom of his chin. He wasn't a morning person, but ten wasn't really morning to him. Unlike Logan, who was the worst night owl Cole had ever met. Logan was still asleep in their dorm room, and would be until noon. "First off, ya need to wear these perty things and load the gun." He stepped closer to her and jammed an extra pair of the blocky large earmuffs on her head. The effect of the large block-shaped plastic made him smile. "Sexy." he teased, before turning around and grabbing a box of 155 hollow grain Winchester Ranger SXT bullets, his favorite rounds, and handed them to her. A challenge glinted in his hazel eyes. He was about 99.9% sure that she knew how to load the thing. Anyone by their senior year had to know that, but then, that .1% was added to his mental calculations because this was Aurora. Ooc: Yay! And that's it, she's officially Rora Darlin' there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Aurora blinked when she noticed Cole was checking her out so openly. Her arms quickly folded across her chest in attempt to at least hide that from being stared at. They barely knew eachother and he was already causing her to get embarrassed! Her head tilted to the side, wondering where the 'Kitty' nickname came from. Her head tilted downwards, looking at the area his eyes ad lingered while naming her in such a way. "Oh, haha. Do you wear Hello Kitty things too?" She smiled up to him, thinking he did because boys never seemed to know what the brand was called. Then again, he didn't actually say Hello Kitty, just Kitty.

Giving a thumbs up, she winked playfully in a small pose. "As ready as I will ever be~!" She put down the hand gun and stretched her arms abover her head, beginning to jog in place as a 'warm up' for what was to come. She moved her neck side to side and stopped, inhaling deeply. Yep, she was ready. She opened her mouth to ask what gun she was going to be practicing first when a roaring laughter filled her ears. She blinked and shut her parted lips, lookign around to find the source of his laught, having no clue that it had been who said it. Because he wasn't holding back, it became contagious to the point where she began to laugh along with him. Why? Who knows. That was just how Aurora was.

When he finished, she shut her mouth to stop to, still confused about what exactly they were laughing about. Aurora ducked her head a bit when earmuff where palced over her head and she looked up at Cole, her eyes growing wide and her cheeks filling with a crimson color when she was called 'sexy'. Her mouth even hung open for a moment, trying to muster up something to say back, but nothing came out. "I-...you-.."

Taking the rounds he handed her, she pouted a bit angrily, pointing at his with a finger of her free hand. "Look uhmm...mister-teacher Cole! Y-you are not allowed to call me things like that, okay? I will tell Logan to get mad at you!" She nodded and pursed her lips as if affirming her words, although her face still lingered with embarrasment. Exhaling, she went to the next booth and began to load the gun, mentally going over all the proper steps. "Oops." She bent down to pick up something she had dropped and finished as she came back up. Spreading her legs slightly to shoulder-width she looked at Cole as she raised the gun. "Uh.." Turning to the guard at the gate, she smiled. "You might want to leave the room. It's gonna get dangerous to be around me." She laughed, although she was completely serious.

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O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " " I should be okay shooting...I think..What's the worst that can happen, right? Heh..." "
N O T E S ▏➜ I am working on another posting format, but this will do for now~
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 6 9

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane Cole's smile remained plastered to his face. "That's not what I meant, darlin'.

[/b][/color] he muttered, shrugging to let her know he really didn't care if she'd misunderstood. It just amused him to see a spy girl wearing Hello Kitty. Her face heated up with a blush as she registered his next words. Damon hadn't been exaggerating, she did blush easily. That knowledge made his grin increase in kilowatts.

As she blubbered about the sexy comment, he leaned against the counter, smiling brightly. He had no shame about doing so, because he greatly enjoyed her reactions when he did. He laughed again as she spoke and then shook his head. Logan might actually get on to him for the teasing, but not even that would stop him. Not when she was so darn cute when he did.

He took a step to the side as she bent down, pink hair swaying. She scooped up the piece she had dropped. Cole rolled his eyes and looked heavenward, as if trying to find an answer there. At least, he told himself, she did know how to load the gun. That was an improvement.

"Wow! Rora darlin'!" he exclaimed, as she turned to warn the guard. The gun had swung towards him as she'd done so, and he didn't really expect her to have the safety on. He grabbed her wrist as he stepped closer. Apparently, her warning was an apt one.

"First off, make sure yer safety's on." he clicked it on as he spoke. Then he stepped behind her, his right hand still holding her wrist and then he stood behind her. He smiled to himself, this might be the best part of the whole morning. What better excuse to get this close to a girl? Lifting her arm for her, he lifted it to shoulder level. "There, now ya have it. Keep yer legs shoulder-level and don't lock yer elbow."

He took a slight step back, since he was sure she would be blushing again. Then he slid his own earmuffs back on and nodded at her. He mouthed, Shoot when yer ready..

Ooc: Eh, it’s a little weird, but I'm kinda sick-ish.

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[aurora]

Aurora blinked several times when Cole yelled out, wondering what had brought on the excitement in him. "Did I do som-" Her voice stopped when a firm grip wrapped around her wrist, turning to look at his hand around hers as she tried to decipher the meaning of what he was doing. Her imagination got the better of her and she smiled slightly, suddenly excited. This could be, perhaps, one of those surprise tests. Any moment now, he would attack her and she was going to have to deflect it as best as she could. Just as she was going to put her skills to the test and observe her surroundings to find a way to escape and somehow attack him back without hurting him too bad, he spoke up again.

Immediate disappointment dawned on the small girl. "Boo. You're boring." She pursed her lips, nodding at him when he turned the safetly of the gun on. She may not be a very good fighter, but she was smart so she knew about weapons and how they were handled. Well, she could be a little ditzy at times...more often than not. But, rest assured. When it came down to it, she'd do all she could to get the mission done. As long as she didn't have to hurt any ponies or kitties.

Feeling the front of Cole's body almost right up against her from behind, her face returned to its earlier shade of crimson and her heart began to beat at a very rapid pace. She tried her hardest to look forward and focus on the target, but all she could think about was how close he was behind her. It was a very odd feeling that welled up withing the chamber of her stomach, warning her that boys had cooties and this was dangerous. Gulping, she nodded and tilted her head just slightly as one of her eyes closed. She inhaled slowly, counting to three. As soon as she exhaled, she pulled the trigger, her eyes widening slightly as the recoil sent her backwards a bit...and right into Cole.

Immediately, she moved off of him and stepped forward, turning back to look at him. She was about to wave her arms when she caught sight of the gun in her hands. Setting it down, she looked back at Cole and waved her arms in front of her face. "I- That wasn't intentional, okay? I'm sorry!" She bit her lower lip and pointed to the area beside her. "C-can you move a bit? You make me nervous when you are behind me." She gave a sheepish smile and took the gun, turning and getting in position again, hoping he would do as asked. She'd faint if even more blood rushed to her head.

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O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " " He is...pretty buff >///< " "
N O T E S ▏➜ I am working on another posting format, but this will do for now~
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 6 2

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane Her surprise at him touching her sprang out across her face as she mumbled. For a moment, he looked at her, trying to figure out what exactly she was thinking about. Because, she was definitely thinking hard about something. It was seriously funny, watching Pixie frown and concentrate. Her next words made him smirk. Boring? Cole Sawyer, boring? He glanced at the gun in her hand, the red safety was on nice and bright. And then he sent a finger digging into her ribs, before he took three giant steps back, choking with laughter. Cole crossed his arms to watch her shoot. She aimed, and he saw no reason to stop her, her form was perfect. He still couldn't get over how easily she blushed. How had she made it to senior year so dadgum innocent? She pulled the trigger, and Cole started to try and see where she'd hit it, when she near about flew backwards. Thanks to his exceptional skills, he managed to get a hand around her waist, keeping her steady. "Easy there, Rora darlin'." he laughed. She reprimanded him, her face pink as her hair. He bowed and moved to the side as requested. He couldn't wipe the smile of his face, though. He rubbed his chin and said, "Rora darlin', ya might wanna bend yer knees a bit tah stop that from happenin'." Ooc: Eh, I'm kinda sick. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Aurora was ready to train. She was going to give it her all so she could prove just how fierce she could be, despite her fragile appearance. She nodded, telling herself that she needed to be cool. Her lips pursed as she attempted to get serious, trying to act like a 'badass' spy. Oh, yeah. She was ready. Cole wasn't going ot be able to treat her like she didn't kow anything. She was inhaling slowly, but it became sharp in an instant when something probed into her side. She jumped up immediately and let out a squeal, her laughter filling the room shortly after.

Whirling around, she looked at Cole, pointing her finger at him the way she had done earlier, her lips trying to so hard to remain in a straight line, but their quiverins state gave away the smile trying to show. "Hey, training time. I'm very ticklish, so it's distracting." She show a small glare at him as if giving another warning. "If you try something, I'll get you back. I can be mean." She nodded, her eyebrows raising. "Very mean. Grr." She made her hand in a fake paw as she pretending to growl, turning back to the targer.

When he instructing her on how to shoot the gun and keep from falling back, she nodded. She bent her knees slightly, trying to stabilize her stance more than she had it before. She hut her eyes taking a deep breath. Opening her eyes, she positioned her ar mup higher, smiling. "Gotcha~" A second later she shot again, only slightly swaying back with the force. She blinked and looked at the gun, the target, then Cole. She laughed as if she was amazed at her own self. "Did you see that? Wowww, you are good." She turned back to the target and began to shoot again, messily but she was hitting the target. That's what mattered. "You should teach classes, Cole~ You've done something teachers haven't been able to do in years! My Hero."

O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " " I can shoot a gun right....I AM SO COOL. " "
N O T E S ▏➜ I am working on another posting format, but this will do for now~
C O U N T ▏➜ 3 3 7

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane And he’d thought today was going to be boring. Of course, he should have none it wouldn’t be just a plain little lesson with Aurora Phelan. He cracked up, spluttering laughter as she whirled around. What was it with girls and being poked in the ribs? He hadn’t met a single one yet that didn’t have some kind of hilarious reaction. Logan always said he couldn’t wait until Cole encountered the one girl that would bring his hand, but Cole ventured forward nonetheless. He wiped his laughter off his face with a rough hand and turned serious as she started speaking. ”Right, Rora darlin’ can be mean. Got it.” His seriousness didn’t last long, he smiled once again as she reared a cat-like paw at him. She turned around, and obeyed his instructions and Cole became serious again. He studied her form, perfect. She squeezed the trigger as they’d been taught and only rocked back a bit. Her aim was perfect. She turned to him, surprise etched across her face. He gave her a thumbs-up. Damn she was cute with t hat pink hair and tiny figure, all while holding a gun and knowing how too. No wonder Damon couldn’t stop teasing her. She kept shooting, emptying the magazine. As she spoke, he shrugged. He acted like he didn’t like praise, something he had in common with Logan, but inside he was literally glowing. Damn right he could be a teacher. He laughed at her last words. Stepping forward, he reached out his hand for the Glock. ”Great job, Rora darlin’. How ‘bout tryin’ the shotgun?” He grabbed the shotgun in his left hand, pumping it one-handed. He winked at her and lifted it to his shoulder. ”Rest the butt of it in the crook of yer shoulder, right below yer collarbone. Yer left hand goes around the barrel, right here yer my right is. Tilt yer head a bit an’…” He pulled the trigger and the target was peppered across the chest. He nodded, ”Shotguns are good if ya don’t have time to aim. They near ‘bout get everywhere.” He handed her the gun, smiling. Hopefully, since he was left-handed, he’d got the instructions out there without messing anything up. Ooc: rushed and I have a headache. ;P But I like it nonetheless. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Aurora mumbled under her breath, knowing that if her uncle found out that she had been laughing while she was supposed to be training, she was going to be in a heap of trouble. Her motivation to do good was that she could leave once everythign was over and just relax and do whatever she wanted...hopefully. Other people may have rolled their eyes ot found Cole's thumbs up as a snarky move, but Aurora liked it. It gave her a bit more to work with. At least she hadn't gotten someone who seemed like they had a stick up their butt. Some of these 'extra lessons' were absolutely dreadful with others.

Perhaps she shouldn't have, but she joined in on his laughter. She turned to him when he stepped closer, nodding her head as she handed him the glock. "Your wish is my command." She placed her hands together and wiggled her hips slightly, the way she'd seen genies do in moved whwn they were granting a wish. Or at least...she thought it was a genie. She clasped her hands together and took a deep breath. "You got this, Rory," she whispered to herself, trying to assure herself she would do fine. Last time she'd used a shotgun and someone was behind her to help, she had lost control and the recoil had broken their nose.

Looking at her small hands around the shotgun, she began to move in position. First things first, her feet had to be at a ninety degrees with the target. Then, her opposite shoulder had to be facing the target. Just as Cole had instructed, she placed the butt of the shotgun right below her collarbone, a little hesitance as she readied herself. Like before, she inhaled slowly, a little shaky, but surely. She exhaled, her finger pulling the trigger as she did. Just as she had, though, something rang in the area the security had been standing and she looked that way, the sound having reminded her of the trial's her uncle put her through.

Bad move.

Where she turned her head, the butt recoiled, hitting her under her chin and making her fall back on her butt. Her eyes widened and she placed the shotgun on the floor by her side in a rush, her hand coming up to her mouth where she was sure she'd tasted blood. Looking down, she coughed in her hand from the taste, blood from where she'd bitten the inside of her lower lip splurting on the palm of it. "...Ow." Her brows furrowed as she lifted her shirt, cleaning the blood off of her hand as she shut her mouth tightly to keep any from spilling onto the floor.

O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ "...not again.."
N O T E S ▏➜ Lol, I actually enjoy doing things like this to my characters xDD
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 4 7

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane As Aurora took the shotgun, Cole chewed on his lip. Sure, the pistol had worked fine, but that was a pistol, nice and small. This shotgun was a bit harder, though the kick remained the same, it wasn't in the same spot. The shoulder was harder too keep tense and yet loose than one's hand was. However, his doubts were pushed aside as she wiggled. He couldn't help himself, he chuckled lowly and shook his head. She had no shame, and that made her so dadgum cute. He thought about uttering some wish that would most definitely make her take aim at him, but since she actually had a loaded shotgun in her hands, he refrained. He studied her form and nodded. He didn't see anything that could go wrong. Just in case, he was standing to the side, arms crossed. She aimed and started to squeeze the trigger, when a loud bang sounded. Cole jumped and turned, watching as the security guard waved apologetically, after having slammed his door shut. There was a loud shotgun bang and an 'oomph' that made Cole whirl around. Aurora was on the ground, and he deduced the sound had thrown off her concentration and scared her. He crouched down next to her, eyes widening as he took in the blood she spat on her hand. "Shit. Rora darlin', ya alright?" Perfect. He crouched a bit closer and took her chin in his hand, peering at it. Since the cut wasn't visible, he figured she'd bitten her lip. He leaned back a bit, glancing around. All of things he'd expected for this morning, he hadn't expected needing ice or any type of first aid. He looked at her, "Damn, that looks good.". He smiled and winked to let her know he was kidding. Sort of. He swiveled on his heels and looked at the security guard that was watching them. He bellowed, "Hey, I need some ice." He turned back and grinned, "It'd be a disaster if ya couldn't talk." Ooc: Lol. I love her! there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Aurora looked sideways to the guard when he began to apologize for what he had done, lifting one of her hands and attempting the best smile she could to signal that everything was alright. She didn't want him to have to worry. God. She hoped her Unlce didn't have the room bugged and was watching her right now. Her attention was pulled away from the man in his uniform who was looking at her rather apologetically when and to Cole, who was now right in front of her.

She tried to shy away from him, but he had caught a hold of her chin and began to examine the area of her lower face. As much as she wanted to be embarrassed, what she worried most about was that he was right in front of her when her mouth was slowly getting more and more blood. In response to his question, she just nodded and moved her head further from him once he had leaned back.

The pink haired girl gave a small laugh, her eyes widening when some blood went down her wind pipe when she had sharply inhaled after her laugh, anotherhand coming to catch the small amount of blood that came from her mouth in a small cough. Quickly, her free hand shot out and grabbed the hem of Cole's shirt when he told the guard to bring some ice, shaking her head to stop him. It could wait until after they were finished. She couldn't let something like this stop her extra lessons, even if she did want to go running to Damon or Logan right now.

Quickly, she looked around, searching for something...anything. Her eyes rested on the small red dance crop top that was over a small tank she wore. She removed it and brought it to her lips, opening her mouth so that all the saliva and blood spilled onto its fabric. She folded it and cleaned the area around her mouth. She pressed the palms of her hands on the floor and pushed herself up, laughing both from embarrasment and the attempt to make herself feel better about the situation. "I'll never be able to not talk." She closed her mouth, pressing her long to the cut in the inside, hoping she hadn't busted it too bad, not that it was teh worse that had happened since coming here.

"Okay, um...I'll try again." She didn't smile this time, pretty sure there would be more blood in between her teeth if she did. And that, would just be plain disgusting. Bending down, she grabbed the shotgun, going back to where she'd originally been before falling. "I'll go get ice once lessons are over." She dragged the crop top she'd used to clean closer to her with her foot and picked it up to clean her mouth once again. She figured she would continue this way until the bleeding stabilized. She gave an exagerrated exhale, giggling as she postitioned the gun again. "Please don't tell Logan about this."

O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " Owie..."
N O T E S ▏➜LOL. I can just imagine Cole when he saw her on the ground xD and THAT is why she is a medic
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 9 0

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane Okay, it wasn't that Cole wasn't used to the sight of blood. In fact, since coming here, he was sure he hadn't gone one single day without something bleeding. Still, seeing little Pixie on the ground spitting blood wasn't something he particularly enjoyed. As she coughed a bit, his worried frown deepened. Great, what she inhaled a tooth or something? He frowned as she waved away the ice, but he glared hard enough that the security guard nodded and continued to bustle around looking for it. He watched as she pressed her lips to her top. He sighed as she spat a bunch of gunk on it. He smirked at her reply though, nodding. He glanced back over his shoulder to make sure the guard was still bringing ice. He didn't care if she wanted it after the lesson, he'd hold her down if he had too. He sighed as she spoke, standing as she did. She took the shotgun, but he grabbed it from her. 'Oh, no. Just wait a minute, darlin'." He knew it was just a busted lip, but that didn't mean she could go trapezing on. The guard finally appeared with some ice and Cole snatched it from him. "Here. At least hold this on there while I set up the gun. Maybe ya need a bit more weight to help with the recoil. And ya better keep it there, or I will." He looked at her firmly, to let her know he wasn't kidding. After weighting down the end of the barrel, he handed her the gun back. As she spoke, he laughed. "Ya think I'm tellin' Logan bout this? He'd think it was my fault.". Cole wouldn't blame him, just the thought of someone hurting tiny Pixie made him grit his teeth. The thought surprised him, he hadn't really talked to her before. He cleared his throat to shake his mind and stepped closer to her. She'd positioned the gun once more and he nodded. Grabbing her left hand, he pushed it a bit closer to her. "Hug the gun a bit harder. That'll keep it from flyin'. And don't get distracted." He took a step back, watching intently. Who knew such a tiny Pixie could be so tough? Her lip was already swelling, but she gripped the gun as tight as ever. Maybe he'd underestimated her. The thought made him smile. She was still too dadgum cute to tease. Ooc: Lol, Cole is so funny. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[aurora]

Just as Aurora had gotten back into proper position and was going to finsh up the shots so they could, hopefully, move on to the next part of the lesson, the gun was snagged from her hands. She blinked and turned her attention to Cole, pouting her lips. "Cooole. That was so not cool." She sighed and took the ice bag, narrowing her eyes when he threatened to put the ice bag on her if she didn't do it herself. "You aren't that scary." She stuck her tongue out to him, not really intimidated by him because she'd been so close to Logan.

Nonetheless, she complied, since the look he shot towrads her promised to actually do something if she didn't. She placed the ice bag to her mouth, wincing when there was a small pang that came afterwards. When he'd brought up the idea of Logan thinking it was his fault, she smiled. She was happy to have someone like Cole's younger brother to worry about her. "Things like this happen often, so I'm sure he would figure it was my own fault." She laughed, knowing how clumsy she might seem at times. It wasn't her fault that she hadn't been trained since a young age like everyone else at the academy. She'd only learned recently.

She placed the ice bag down when he had finished fixing the gun up for her, making a disgusted face when a glob of blood went with it. "Eww.." Grabbing the gun, she got in position again, nodding as he instructed her again, feeling a bit guilty he was having a harder time than he would with other people. She grabbed the gun tighter and closed one of her eyes, trying to aim as best as she could. She didn't have the best shot, but she was sure she'd get a good injury if she was ever to shoot someone. Not that she ever wanted to; she absolutely hated violence of all kinds. She began to shoot, one round after another until she'd emptied out the magazine. Somehow, the recoil and earlier impact to her face caused her to get slightly dizzy. She shook her head and took the last shot, which was way off as opposed to the others.

Exhaling, she set the gun down and turned to look at Cole, laughing with a small blush as she rubbed the back of her head. "It isn't as close to being as good as you, but..I think I did okay?" She offered a close-eyes smile, licking her lip, already feeling it a bit bigger than before. "Do I keep going or do you want to move on?"

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O U T F I T ▏➜ H E R E
P A R T N E R ▏➜ COLE SAWYER
T H O U G H T ▏➜ " Owie..."
N O T E S ▏➜ Lol, I love Cole <3 These posts make me laugh x3
C O U N T ▏➜ 4 4 4

[desiredtwo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://images.wikia.com/darkhunter/images/6/66/Dean-Winchester--dean-winchester-69977_600_900.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane Cole couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He did admit, Rora was a lot tougher than she looked. He smiled broadly as she claimed not to be afraid of him. Of course, if she hung out with Logan, he’d probably told her all sorts of made-up, sappy stories. Her next words just made him chuckle, ”I bet.”. It didn’t surprise him. She was much to use to the sight of blood. Leaning against the wall, he watched as she took aim. This morning was much more interesting. Who would have thought someone would get a busted lip from shooting a shotgun? The worst accident Cole had ever had was the time Logan had tripped and thrown both of them to the ground. The gun had gone off, but thankfully Cole had had the presence of mind to throw it far away. He smiled as she started shooting. Not bad. A little off, but he felt that might just be because she was so small. If she could handle the recoil, he thought she might do better with a sawed-off. However, he wasn’t going to mention that. He might be able to shoot one one-handed, but he could just see her flying backwards. He frowned as she finished the last shot, which was wide. She turned to him, and his eyes narrowed when he thought he’d seen her sway a bit. However, she smiled and continued on. He took the shotgun. ”Ya did great. Let’s go with the MP5.” He grabbed the large automatic rifle and flipped open the stand. ”Let’s not hit ourselves with this, alright?” He’d normally have said it was impossible, but he wasn’t going to jinx anything. He got into position, which was down on one knee, the gun crooked into his shoulder. ”Ya gotta hold this one a lot tighter. It don’t kick as much, just continuously. Pull the trigger an’ aim.” He demonstrated, the gun spewing bullets in rapid succession. He left a nice, fist-sized hole in the target before he clicked the safety on and took a step back. there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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