fandomhigh | Rangering!, Friday, Period Five [ 05/22 ].

"Good afternoon, class!" Minsc, of course, seemed in the most excitable of spirits as the class came into the Danger Shop this week, the setting looking an awful lot like the clearing they were in last week, but with an assortment of long-range weapons rather than . "Today, we talk about one of the most essential parts of being a good ranger, and that is...of course!....buttkicking! But, more specifically, it is buttkicking was a proficiency in certain weapons. Now, I noticed last week that many of you are already very proficient in swords and the like, but what a ranger really needs is an equal proficiency in a range weapons. They are range-ers, after all!"

"So here we have a collection of different range weapons. Some of you mentioned being trained with guns and lasers, pew pew, but rangering is an older art, so we will use older weapons! We've got bows, crossbows, some very nice slings, and darts." And, yes, those last ones were big giant lawn darts; Minsc had messed up a little with the Danger Shop programming.

"I would not be surprised if some of you already have a proficiency in one of these long-range weapons already. If so, try one you're not as familiar with. Or, instead of just going for the targets, I can put you in a real battle with a beastie form the programming, and what you can do there is work on being able to fight an enemy who, unlike the targets, won't just stay put, so you'll have to work on potentially switching in and out between weapons for a more efficient kill!"

"Off to the side, there are also practise swords and staffs. If you are done with target practise, it is good to keep up your other work, and you may choose to spar with each other! I actually encourage this, as no ranger should get rusty! Well, then! Have at it! And if there are any questions, please just ask! TO ARMS!"

[[ ~~wait for~~ the OCD has split the other arrow in twain!! ~~, please!~~ ]]

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Kicking some butt.

If the objective of this class seems an awful lot like the objective from last class, that's because it is.

But with arrows instead!

If you expected the objective of this class to be much different from the objective last class, you probably don't know Minsc that well.

There are plenty of weapons available, and an assortment of targets, of all shapes and sizes. Some are stationary, but may are also moving. There are quite a few that seem to take the form of gnolls (http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb3/skylieicons/gnoll.png). Not that Minsc had a prejudice, or anything.

They'd get to that next week.

Minsc has also given ~~handwavey~~ lectures on how to properly use all the weapons for beginnings. The lawn darts, incidentally, just happened to consist of "THROW IT. REALLY, REALLY HARD."

Find target practise a little droll? Minsc has designated an area for more intrepid adventurers to come and fight "live" targets of beasties that they can shoot at and then fight!

Please note that these beasties might be a little Slow-Played. (Glitches in the system, right?).

Have at each other and keep those skills honed!

Fierce and brave as they are!

He is, as always, available for the talking stuff, should anyone need him.

A little sporatic through the day, but definitely around in the evening!

I want lawn darts to threaten people with now....

Prince Edward

Tahiri Veila

One of the TA's was doing some evasive maneuvering; not hiding per se, just over here ducking his head somewhat in hopes of covering the fact that Hannibal beat up his face.

Anemone

No lasers? But Anemone missed having lasers! They were fun!

Anemone picked up a bow to start playing 'pin the arrow on the gnoll.' Her aim was disturbingly good, once she got the hang of using her selected weapon.

Éowyn

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Éowyn hadn't had nearly as much practice with ranged weapons as she'd had with a sword and shield, so she picked one of the simpler weapons and stuck with the stationary targets, to get a feel for shooting and for how far off her aim was.

Tahiri boggled a bit at the lawn darts, but oo, the bows were neat.

It took Tahiri about fifteen minutes to get the hang of the bow, but once she did she discovered her aim was pretty good with it. There was something about being more involved with the whole process of firing one, as opposed to simply aiming and pulling the trigger on a blaster, that appealed to . . . well, both parts of her, really.

Everybody was happy here. Win-win situation, right?

A dozen or so arrows later, she was actually doing really kriffing well with the thing. Force-enhanced reflexes didn't hurt with that, either, and she was having way too much fun turning her mobile gnoll target into a giant pincushion.

With feather fletching.

Normally she'd go for a staff here, but talking about swords with Kenshin the other day made that option more interesting, so she picked through the practice blades until she found one that worked decently well for her size. (This was after glaring at a giant claymore that was practically taller than she was.)

She scowled a little as she went through some initial passes with it, trying to reaccustom herself to having actual weight on the hilt in her hand; luckily she picked up on things quickly enough, and while her footwork still left a bit to be desired -- one thing that didn't change much no matter what kind of blade she used -- she wasn't handling the sword badly at all.

Hey, she could totally go for a spar with one of these.

Arthur Pendragon

Oh, please. This was, as the locals would put it, a cakewalk.

Arthur took a crossbow - at least this spared him from having to tell people, as he often seemed to have to around here, that he preferred the crossbow to the bow and arrow thank you - and took down a great deal of targets with very little effort.

Once you got used to hitting targets held by terrified servants running around with a simple throwing knife, well, everything else seemed easy by comparison. Really.

Ben Skywalker

I kicked *ass* at lawn darts when I was three. Trufax.

I *suck* at lawn darts. I'm the one everyone slowly backs away from once I've got a hold on one.

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Sign In -- 05/22.

During the Talking Bits -- 05/22.

Take Aim! -- 05/22.

Fight a Beastie! -- 05/22.

Sparring! -- 05/22.

Talk to the TAs -- 05/22.

Talk to Minsc! -- 05/22.

OOC -- 05/22.

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