Guns Allowed (open)

[aleksandr andrei artemii !]

Aleksandr was on the ground. In his hand was one of his guns, one of his many many guns, and not all of them were gained by legal means. Now more importantly you must be asking yourself why he was laying on the ground right? Well quite simply he was after a target, or rather the target was after him. He only had another two hours to manage to kill of the target before their backup arrived, or so he told himself since he was so used to drug raids that involved a time limit. Grinning to himself he reached into his pocket he took out a pack of cigarettes and tapped one out. Lighting it he allowed it to hang between his lips as he finally saw his target, an image of a tall sketchy looking man. Taking aim Aleksandr took a drag of his fag before shooting.

The bullet sunk into the mans head and he fell to the ground dead. "Aim is as good as ever." Aleksandr grinned and stood, his Russian accent thick. He ran a hand through his hair as the image disappeared and he wondered what to do next. He could grab a paintball gun and shoot students,surely that would not only provide entertainment but also he'd get in trouble, and then his mom would get mad. It may have sounded wimpy but he loved his mother dearly and cared about her, and seeing as she appeared to be getting sick he didn't want to stress her out any more than she already was. Sighing to himself he looked around, taking another drag from his cigarette.

[Justin Haru !]

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Justin was starting to really get into the class. He had his staff that was the main part of his weaponry. Halfly, because the powers he has are not for the well fighting style. Or well not outright fighting. He couldn't control fire or water.. He could reinforce and transform things with his magic but that was about it. Then there was that ability. He was NOT going to use that. He hated that ability. It was the reason he had to always dress so covered. Justin sighed to himself. That was when the holograms attacked him. He knew just hitting them would make them dematerialize but where was the fun in that? Justin smirked as he spun hitting one after another in a weak spot.

He was doing rather well until, well he heard a gun shot. It was of course in the same area as him which meant whatever the particular kid was shooting at was most likely a hologram too. Sure enough, Justin had been right. He heard a rather odd whizzing sound and quickly reinforced his staff and started spinning it to form a defense in front of himself. It was at this moment a tiny thud was heard. Justin after a few more moments stopped his ridiculously fast spinning to see what had bounced off his staff. He glanced down to see what he was expecting. A bullet. Looked rather fancy good for hitting targets in their weak spots. "Quick and Silent Death" most likely. But that was just what Justin thought of it.

The boy picked up the bullet and walked in the direction of the shooter. Hopefully there was a chance whoever shot wouldn't shoot again. Justin kept his staff reinforced just in case though. He finally saw someone or at least it looked like someone, sprawled out on the floor. He lifted an eyebrow as he saw the smoke that wafted from the kids cigarette. Justin smirked to himself. "Hey! I think you missed something." he said tossing the bullet over to him. He waited a few seconds for any reply or movement before continuing.

"That was some pretty nice shooting though." he said giving a rather kind complement to the kid. Justin, could see this kid as a future ally maybe. Or if it was lucky enough became friends, but after all Justin, seemed to be the type that never got good luck no matter what he did.

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^{TAG - Alek
WORDS - didn't count xD
NOTES - YO!~ HAHA Really nice shooting..
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[aleksandr andrei artemii !]

Aleksandr sat up, resting his gun on his lap. He smoked almost religiously, concentrating on a few targets a while away. His concentration however, was quickly broken by the other boy, roughly around his age, walking up to him. Shifting his orange goggles to rest atop his head he quickly caught the thrown bullet. "Misfire."He responded, taking the cigarette from his lips to dangle between his fingers. He obviously wasn't a boy of many words, he didn't seem to want to provide much conversation, if anything he was feeling trigger happy and wanted to shoot more holograms. Stretching his arms above his head he took a quick shot at another hologram, smirking as he hit his target perfectly.

"Thanks, sorry about the shot much have gone off while I was focusing so I didn't notice. Didn't hit you did it?" He didn't show much concern, the boy was obviously okay and the bullet had been returned, but he thought it would be best to ask in case the boy had been hit and just healed the wound or something like that. "My name is Aleksandr. Aleksandr Artemii." He introduced himself, placing the cigarette between his lips and holding out his hand. He puffed out a bit of smoke, watching the swirling tendrils as they drifted into the sky. "So what's your weapon? Obviously you know mine by now." Placing a hand on his gun he grinned up at the boy and hoisted himself up.

[Justin Haru !]

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Justin was rather amused by this guy. He gave off something that Justin hadn't felt in a long time. He gave off something that showed power. Pure and raw power that almost made Justin just shiver being near him. Justin was the type that usually didn't find people like this. Yeah. He had some pretty bad rumors about him.. half of them true. He had been rather mean to girls in the past. It had been almost like a game to him before an endless game that he could do whatever he wanted to in. Justin hated the thought of himself back then, or rather the correct term being just recently.

Justin raised a eyebrow when the guy replied with one single word. He seemed the type to prefer actions over words. Though Justin could tell with his very heavy accent why. Though it did interest Justin it made him smirk. This guy really interested him. The two would definitively get along well but of course that was up to him as well. The kid seemed just a little trigger happy but weren't all mage's once in a while? Of Course. Justin knew he was once in a while apparently the guy could talk when he replied with more than one word to Justin's complement. When he explained what had most likely happened Justin just shrugged.

"No.. It didn't hit me. Thanks for asking though. If it was anyone other than a mage you would of probably just hit a double shot..which to mention..is pretty sweet. Next time though I would rather it not be me on the other side of your gun. You seem very good at it. Too good I guess. Heh." Justin said smirking a tiny bit. The kid really was amazing at the way he wielded the gun. When Alek introduced himself Justin blinked he had totally forgotten to do that. Oops.. "Oh.. I'm idiotic now. I'm Justin Haru. Nice to make your acquaintance, Aleksander." Justin said taking Alek's outstretched hand. He shook it kindly.

Justin was used to the smoke by now. It actually sort of calmed him a bit. He had always been around it and now it just felt good to be honest. Felt like he was where he belonged. Hm.. lovely. Just another thing for Justin to get "attached" to. Justin blinked in surprise at Alek's question. He should of been used to it though. A lot of people had strange question's around here. Though he had to admit Alek's question wasn't all that strange at all. "Well, mine isn't as flashy as yours. Though don't get me wrong.. I'm honestly scared to go up against your gun. You are really good at it. Though I'm getting off subject again. I prefer my staff. That is about all I use when it comes to weapons." Justin answered honestly.

Justin stepped back though when Alek hoisted himself up. "Though if you don't mind me asking. How long have you been practicing with your gun?" Justin asked. He wasn't trying to pry into the dude's personal life. To be truly honest with himself it wouldn't be an understatement to say Justin had ultimate and utter respect for alek just by being around him.

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^{TAG - Alek
WORDS - Somewhere around 560 ish or more
NOTES - Heh.. GO JUSTIN GO!
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}

[aleksandr andrei artemii !]

Aleksandr grinned at the compliment, though he didn't seem to have a swelled head or a large ego. He had learned a long time ago that those who allowed their ego's to grow bigger than their guns got shot reaaaaal fast, they became useless in his industry. Everyone was disposable in some way, even the boss's. "I wouldn't say too good, you can bet out there somewhere there's someone a lot better than me." He laughed. There were a few people he knew, he wasn't giving any names in order to protect them, that were way better than him and those were people that he himself had to admire for their skill.

"Well Justin," He began, turning his gun in his hands. "I managed to customize this one a bit. Otherwise it's completely stolen." He said in a careless tone. "With more practice I'm hoping to become a professional sniper." That was the highest paying (and safest) job in his business, with no one knowing who the sniper actually is, not even the employer. It also allowed him to work for multiple people at the same time, and possible scam them out of their money. He wasn't afraid to steal from the mafia, it had been done before by him and he hadn't been caught, plus the majority of them were human so he always had the upper hand. The sniper society was quite impressive, most snipers knew each other, impressively so.

"Your staff's pretty impressive." He grinned. The weapon had managed to slow and block a bullet, seemed pretty damn good to him. He was impressed with the use of it and looked at it,showing the typical sniper of appreciation, which was a slightly envious glint in his eyes. "How long?" He looked up at Justin. "Jesus.....uhm...since.....I'll say I was 9 when I learned how to shoot a gun? This gun is pretty new, recently stolen....uhmm wow I was caught up in the drug business for a while, working for a drug boss helping him off people that were competition and that had ripped him off. So a couple of years of practice I'll say."

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[Justin Haru !]

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Justin couldn't help but smirk slightly when he saw the smile play on Alek's face. It seemed he knew very well what his abilities included but he also knew that he was smart enough not to take it all to his head. Justin now had an overwhelming sense of respect now. Yeah. He thought Alek was cool at what he did and all but it was how he acted because of it that made him so amazing. He wasn't like other kids who would flunt their power all over the place and pretend they were the bee's knees and all that crap, Justin really couldn't take.

Justin's eyebrow rose slightly when Alek replied with the same thing he was thinking. He smirked softly. Then he himself chuckled lightly at Alek's response. "How right you are Alek, it still however does not undermine your abilities though. Even if there are few greater than you, You should repect them. But not only should you look higher than yourself you should also look lower. I've known many people my entire life who live by the gun.. and I can tell you none of them came even close to you." Justin said. Now he wasn't trying to make Alek a glory head. No .. that was bad news. He just didn't want him undermining his own very, VERY unique skills.

When Alek said that his gun was mostly stolen he wasn't surprised. Nor did he honestly care it was stolen. Geez, was he supposed to be compared to one of those squealing girls who would run off and tell someone because of the word "stole". Justin sighed inside his mind at the thought. Man where they annoying, ticked him off rather easily too. Now when Alek got to what he wanted to do then Justin's mouth became a very very cocky grin. He wasn't undermining Alek at all it was just what he had said had put Justin's mind on a different level than it should of been at the moment.

Justin smiled. "Hm.. You struck me as wanting to do something like that. You'd be rather good at it in my opinion. Its just odd that I would end up finding someone that would want that job. I've been around the mafia and stuff like that before too.I've been on the streets plenty of times to know my way around. Its probably one of the reason's i'm the way I am now." he said sighign. He hated talking about his life. He hated being reminded he had no memory of his family and that he had lived on the streets all his life until now.

They all raged inside of his head. It was like a conflict theat never ended in his mind. Justin hated feeling so low that he had to steal in order to survive. That was how it had been though. He didn't understand why it felt like crap when he talked about his past but it did hurt no matter how much Justin tried to ignore. "The mafia is strong.. but they have many weak walls and boundries that can easily be accessed." Justin said. To be honest it was when he was involved in the mafia that his powers started showing up.

It was then that Justin was pulled out of his own thought and to Alek once again. Justin smirked slightly. "The staff has been my only friend when others easily left. I've had it since I was about 7 and have learned to use it wisely. Though my gifts are what truly makes it invincible. I'm not trying to sound like a glory head cause I'm not. Honestly, though what other staff can deflect a bullet?" he asked. Justin wasn't sure what to say after that. It was all he honestly knew.

When Alek started talking about his power it surprised Justin quite a lot actually. What the dude had been though was very impressive. Justin smirked when he started talking about the drug buisness. Man that was a ringing in his ear. He had worked in it for a couple years on the streets[. It was why the smell of Alek's cigarette brought back such memories of his past.

He smiled. "Alek my friend. I believe we have a lot more in common than I first thought."

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^{TAG - Alek
WORDS - 757
NOTES - GANG BUDDIES! MAFIA!
TUNES - rainbow veins , owl city.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0}