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Characters: Epsilon, York, and Delta
Content: Training
Location (including world): Traverse Town, back alley of the second district
Time of Day: Not sure, but the day after Epsilon's last comm post
Warnings: None so far

Epsilon had been doing his best to cheer up Allison. And it had really worked. But now? They were heading to the agreed upon meeting place to see York and Delta about not repeating that mistake. "Allison, I want you to stay back near me. You'll be safer. I don't want another accident... Got it?"

Allison made some happy noises at that. She didn't mind, and she was happy that her partner was going to work on his aim at least. Being shot hurt.

Once they arrived, Epsilon started checking over his weapon while he waited for York. Sniper rifle is in good shape, at least?

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"Don't I know it." Epsilon looked away at that. "Accidents with my aim are too damn frequent, York. Is hurting you that far-fetched?"

"Stabbing is pretty up close. Hopefully you'd work the kinks out." Not that York is totally sure about this either, but 'don't go anywhere without a buddy' wouldn't be nice to say.

Epsilon can't help a nervous laugh at that. "You'd think so..."

"...or you could hide whenever there's fighting, if you're worried about injuring yourself and others." If it was that serious a problem, maybe he'd be better off staying with noncombatants.

Oh... That was the wrong thing to say. "I'm not going to cower behind someone else for protection, York. I'm not a weakling. I'll learn."

"Knife it is, then." Because he's not handing you explosives.

Delta spoke up quietly. "It's possible that the reason that Church has difficulty with firearms is because of our point of origin. The Director did not have any particular martial skill. We may be hardwired in such a way that it makes it difficult, or impossible, to properly shoot a weapon."

Epsilon couldn't help glaring at Delta for that comment. "So you're saying because of that asshole, I'll probably never be able to use a weapon properly?"

"It is a possibility. It should not hamper your ability with a knife." Delta flickered uncertainly.

Epsilon wasn't deterred by that. Actually, he was more stubborn because of it. "I'm going to learn to fight if it kills me. I don't want to have to depend on people to help me for the rest of my existence."

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"Then let's get started," York said. Asking if Epsilon had ever thought about living a life where he wasn't fighting was not the right thing to say right now, even if York wanted to.

Epsilon nodded. "Before something happens to change my mind. Or Wash stumbles into us."

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