020 - [Action/Accidental Voice]

[mydadsthedoctor]

[Anyone at the edge of the woods might see Jenny up in the trees rigging up some sort of contraption. She's not holding back the noise too much, so if you don't see her, you can probably hear all that banging. Anyone in the area, feel free to get hit by some of the snow getting knocked out of the branches.

When she's done, she'll be hoping down to the ground, and slipping on the ice, and for once, falling right on her ass.]

Woah! ....Ow.

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[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Train? What could...He says the first thing that comes to mind as he cranes his head up to look]

Jungle warfare?

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

No. Just some knife throwing, and crossbow practice, really. Can't let myself get rusty, right?

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

Enemies strengthen you, allies weaken, as they say. Could I join you?

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Look, bright smile.]

Course! Always nice to have some company. What's your name?

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[D'awww. Leto is of course, unmoved by it however. He pulls his gloves on and tucks his robe into them, then pulls his hood up. No more painful, painful frozen water for him. He scrambles up the tree like a fucking ninja, which is basically what Fremen are, Bedouin Ninjas]

Leto Atreides.

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[His action neither surprises not bothers Jenny in the least.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Leto. I'm Jenny.

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Good Lord, a weird kindred spirit. He's not really used to pleasantries.]

Ah...Right. Where are the targets?

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, it won't bother her.]

Already rigged up.

[She breaks a small branch off the tree, and aims in perfectly at a point on the ground before throwing it, obviously setting off a mechanism hiding under the snow, and making a target swing out from one of the other trees.]

See?

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Defensive reflexes, activate! His crysknife's (http://www.kingego.com/shop/images/593.jpg) in his hand like whoa. Well technically it's his aunt's crysknife and he oughta give it back to her but he hates her. Anyway.]

Heh. Impressive.

[He takes it by its sharp edge, aims and throws. Crysknives aren't really designed to be thrown but it manages to hit around the third circle, making a thhwwwwaaaang noise as it vibrates to a stop.]

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

That was brilliant!

[Oh, look. More smiling, before agilely jumping down from the tree, and letting her feet hit two more triggers, sending another two moving targets swinging down. As quick as lightening, she's got two of her hidden knives in her hands, and throws one at each target. Hitting them center bullseye with ease.]

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Slow clap before he walks along the branch to retrieve the crysknife. He inspects it for chips, then readies it again. This girl could be a Bene Gesserit if she weren't so seemingly nice...]

Brilliant. Give me another target and then...something to surprise me.

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[She gives him a smirk at that last part.]

Alright. Something to surprise it is then.

[She taps another mechanism with her foot to let a target behind Leto swing by, and while he's turned, she'll be tapping another two to let down a couple of very large sacks. One above him, and one behind him, as well as throwing a couple of her quick speeding knives his way. One towards his left thigh, and the other towards his right shoulder.]

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[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[ASHGJDFJ Spice-blur time. Leto feels himself suspended in a matrix of possibilities as time slows to a seeming crawl for him. First is the target. He looses the crysknife again. It's not the prettiest throw but crysknives are very sharp so it manages to embed itself.]

Heh.

[Ok, now for the rest. Possibilities seem constricted as Leto searches for the path that won't end in him getting stabbed or knocked off his perch. The sacks are coming first, so he scrambles in a blur. The one from above impacts a foot to his left. He leans, precariously balanced in a kind of limbo, so the one to his rear swooshes an inch from him. He grabs it as it passes him and hides behind it so the knife intended for his shoulder gets lost in the canvas and sand. The second one is thrown below the sack however so he has no choice but to shoot his arm down to block it. It seems like it's gonna impale his forearm however...The knife impacts, standing on its tip. Breathing heavily, he raises his forearm to examine it. It impacted in an area covered by his sandtrout skin...He yanks it out by the handle, feeling no pain in the process. A few droplets of green spice issue from it.]

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Jenny's frown disappears a little when she things she just might have taken the 'surprise' part a little too far.]

I'm so sorry. Are you alright?

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Her frown dissapears? Anyway, he holds his arm up. The blade, which would probably have sheared through human skin, didn't penetrate more than a quarter inch. If you look closely you might be able to see sandtrout skin. BTW they are still standing in fucking branches.]

It's fine. I blocked with that part for a reason.

Sorry, that totally should have been smile, not frown. ^^;;;;

[mydadsthedoctor.livejournal.com]

[Wrong, he's standing in branches, Jenny's on the ground now, but she nods.]

Just checking. You said to do something to surprise you, so I did.

[goldenpathredux.livejournal.com]

[Down he drops, landing in a crouch. He hands her back her knife and retrieves his own from the target. He peels back his sleeve, cuts a tiny nick from the unprotected part of his forearm and licks the blood off. Don't be alarmed, just a local custom from Dune. Trust me, it makes sense in context.]

That was...fun. I'd be in your debt if I could use it again some time.