Post by nolchannel on Apr 2, 2012 22:27:05 GMT -5
The Solaceon Ruins were once a majestic, sacred place for that most confusing of Pokemon, the Unown. In part, this town was originally founded over the fanatics of these obscure Pokemon, in addition to the ample clean land of which to build a Pokemon Daycare center.
In today's time, though, it is a rare sight to see a single letter of Unown in these once-hallowed halls. With the increasing amount of Nox activity all around Sinnoh, Solaceon Town was one of the few remaining Lux paradises. On the surface, the town still had a nice calm rural vibe, with little in the way of resources outside of lumber and fertile land.
The ruins, however, hid another reality: a secret facility for Lux soldiers and members to train, discuss tactics, and issue orders. At this time, the place was unusually busy, filled with members in nearly every corridor, in preparation for the attack on Iron Island.
"Great..."
Ami Toruga wasn't exactly enthusiastic about the idea of heading off into battle. A scientist by trade and a medic by necessity, she supported the war effort indirectly and directly... though she'd be lying to say if she was looking forward to risking her life.
Still, it didn't hurt to get some practice in. Hence, the scientist was doing some firing practice.
Standing behind a table, she took a breath out, looking down the firing range. Before her sat an unloaded pistol, ammo in her right hand; a hundred feet down the cave, another table sat with six cans on it. Slightly behind stood a Scizor, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, idly looking over at his trainer practicing.
Mid-range, most important one to get right... ten seconds...
As soon as her wrist watch clicked the '12' at the top, Ami's right hand quickly moved forward, taking the gun in hand and opening the bottom of the handle simultaneously. Sliding the ammo in, she locked it shut, and took aim at the first can.
Steady!
She fired, the first can taking a solid round to the center, gun recoiling upward in response. Falling down into place, she fired off at the second, third... and completed the round, still with a slight pause before each shot.
With the sixth can falling by the nick of a corner, Ami sighed, checking her time: "16 seconds. Damn, I'm still slow!"
The Scizor behind her gave a chuckle, hiding his face behind a claw. Oh, how he found this amusing!
"... Smart-ass..."
Little she could do but try again...