Themerlinhawk

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@Estella the first option. Gives the oppertunity for Hakim to either come himself or send someone to poke around for Loreia.

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@ViciousmarrowOh this aught to be good.

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No worries I have a rather technical vocabulary sometimes and it's important to keep me in check like you did

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So the Nariul line continues... From DnD campaign to gladiatorial arena. xD

@Viciousmarrow

You bastard how did I know that character's background had prevoius development lol

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As soon as I see an op IL do my best to start setting the stage for those who won't be in the arena immediately

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@vietmyke some do yes. if you're an idiot (not you specifically I'm using this to describe people who don't understand firearms and use this trick poorly) you will put a compensator on your firearm which discharges the gas out the top which is what they traditionally do and it will end up right in your face blinding and burning you.

Now.

Some compensators Disperse the gas evenly but don't necessarily act like a suppressor they just make firing the gun more stable in general as opposed to reducing specifically the upward kick of the front ofor the gun (so compensatory are traditionally square close fitted extensions of a guns barrel, suppressors are traditionally a bit longer and spiral the gas along the length hence the reduced noise).

Compensators and suppressors also have another side effect. If you press them against a person they in turn press specifically on the barrel of a semi automatic pistol. Why is this important? Well turns out if you're in the middle of a close quarters fight with someone and you shove the end of a semiautomatic against someone there is a good chance it will push the slide on the gun back enough to take the pistol out of battery making it impossible to fire pressed against someone like that. A Compensator or suppressor prevents that issue.

I was actually just working with a guy like two weeks ago, he has this striker fire conceal carry and we were practicing defending knife attacks, drawing and shooting out the hip girdle because I'm not law enforcement and he isn't either so if you kill someone then you're basically going to jail if you live in California XD but sure as shit he presses his gun right into my hip and then nothing. It's the funniest and scariest feeling ever because all of the sudden. Your gun doesn't work and you have an: oh shit... moment

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Aight I'm off till much later. See y'all soon

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Avory

The chime in Avery’s head alerted him to the message. When they had first started working together Avery had assigned Sasha her own tone. It made it easier for him to sort if he really needed to respond to the message or not. As he stepped out of the car he’d flagged down for a ride to the drab, concrete building they periodically worked out of it dawned on the young man that perhaps a text scanning algorithm could be constructed and taught which of his co workers texts required immediate attention and which could be ignored for a while before it became socially unacceptable.

Flipping his phone from its case on his right hip he scanned the message. A correct guess it would seem as he walked up the steps. Not bothering to acknowledge the man on the steps Avery tilted his head absentmindedly so the security guard could scan the base of his neck. A necessary precaution. Stepping through the doorway Avery thumbed his phone again and tucked it back into its case. No doubt she was already waiting for them. Such was their fearless leader.

Another suit, another scan more flicking of the screen of his phone. Maybe there would be time to go out later. Regardless the job called to him.

Stepping into the room they used to enter the DgtWld Avery’s eyes flicked up from his phone at the familiar tone of Sasha’s voice. Taking in his co worker he finally curled the corner of his mouth into a grin before flipping his phone around to set it into the device on the table top. “Hey Sasha.” If they hadn’t been working he’d probably have said more but more often than not once his mind was focused on a task small talk was the first in casualty in the short list of his social graces. Settling his phone into the cradle Avery took his seat and waited patiently for Riley. Without the constant presence of his phone Avery contemplated the speckling of the rooms walls. It wasn’t that he was trying to be rude but the slow death of his social life had made him at least a little wary of engaging with his two co workers too much.

Riley wasn’t too far behind him and very quickly thereafter the group had executed the application on their phone and descended into the DtgWld. Right behind Urkwia an average height and solid build man was constructed from pixels. Blinking for a moment Archimedes flicked his right hand, on cue a pair of wrap around clear glasses manifested and unfolded in his hand. They were a new acquisition though they hardly counted as such. Archimedes didn’t need them as corrective lenses but they functioned to keep shrapnel, dust, and other particulate out of his eyes. Not only that but they were photoreactive so he could go from interior buildings to light without too much of a problem.

As Urkwia checked her read out Archimedes manifested his firearm swiftly checking it. With practiced motions he fitted a compensator to the end of it which would prevent the gun from coming out of battery if he pressed the muzzle against another entity, snapped in a magazine and racked the slide neatly. Holstering it he peered over Urkwia’s shoulder just as she waved the screen out of existence and pointed. Nodding without comment Archimedes took up a position on her back right fanning just a little as they walked.

Flipping his right hand over Archimedes manifested his combat knife and spun it neatly on his left middle finger. It was a nervous tick but he’d long since given up trying to eliminate it. As they finally approached what appeared to be an overgrown city the young man drew up behind Urkwia and waited while she fielded the question. Chances were good that as soon as they hit the city limits they’d be stalked by whatever the hacker had left behind for them. All of the sudden Archimedes got the distinct feeling that he might need another gun. Pity he hadn’t bother to download another.

“It also traps us at the top of a building. Though luckily it's an urban environment so…” he thumbed the hammer on his handgun to illustrate his point. Most weapons were tricky to manipulate in corridors and stairwells but most of his skills were as a mid 90’s to early 20’s paramilitary operator.

“Either way it sort of solves a few problems so long as we can, you know, survive being trapped at the top of the building.” His smile was wry as he waited for Riley to weigh in on the matter.

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I like the responses. I've found OOC engagement can be just as important as IC so I'll try and put stuff up like that from time to time.

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@Themerlinhawk Your character is Sariyan. If I'm dead to you, worship me.

@CollectorOfMyst

Never going to happen you foreign swine :'D