So the damn birds were back and they saw us so surprise was out the window. The man beckoned us over and when we asked why he was doing this he spouted off how mortals misuse his fathers gifts...after some thinking we figured he was a son of Shennong. Battle seemed unavoidable and his goons fanned out while he raised the gators...YAY! Zombie Gators. -.-
I have to say everyone is amazing in there own way. Watching Tigre and Chi in battle is like watching a dance. They work in perfect time with each other. Harry's gun blows everything to little pieces and while the gore can be a bit much I can see we will never need to worry about him not contributing. Dom's staff becomes a wicked looking axe, which is very cool...I mean I love my shifting gun. Meg and Jack showed up just in time for Meg to get the kill...again. The man in red exploded in red ink...
Tigre said he was a paper doll and there were more we needed to kill before we could find the actual Scion. The last Zombie Gator is apparently my new pet since only death kids can control him. I'm not sure what I think of him. For not he can go live in the stables or something.
I spent the next few days studying and practicing at the shooting range. Harry helped me learn patience and to control my breathing as I target certain parts. I got pretty good at that and tried doing a double shot....yeah seems I have something to work on. The next day Meg showed up...I swear that girl knows how to push my buttons. First in Fate class thinking losing Andy was the same as a loved on dying then at the range. She was asking about my past and as usual I couldn't keep my mouth shut. Then I was thinking of Zack and my anger just spilled over. I was practicing weaponry and managed to break the training dummy with the wooden scythe...fuck. How am I gonna pay for that? Well I scared her a bit and when I went to get the broom she came and tried to get advice about Jack. I don't why I can't have a normal conversation with anyone but true to form I nearly bit her head off telling her I knew nothing about relationships. WHY CAN'T I BE NORMAL!?
I went to clean up and didn't even notice Harry till I dropped the bag in the trash. He said he'd sort out the dummy mess and brought me a coffee which is what I needed. I finished it and turned back to the range. If I didn't get this out now I was gonna go home and bite Zee's head of for sure. I took aim and fired down range...after missing I finally gave in and squeezed off all the rounds at once. Harry told me to try to control myself so I just stood there for a few moments and breathed trying to rein in my emotions before taking aim again...I aimed for the hands and both shots hit the heart. I cursed in frustration and hurled the gun at the target but even that didn't hit. I swear I was having my worst day since coming here. I decided to leave before I fucked something else up too.
I came back the next day practicing shooting and throwing and failing as usual. Will I NEVER get this right? Suddenly from behind me four shots ring out striking both hands and eyes. I looked and of course it was Harry. He urged me to keep practicing which I planned on doing anyway...I mean I WILL get this damn it. Finally on my 4th try I took out the knees. I decided to end there cause best to end on high note was the mantra at the stables.
Harry went and got me a coffee which was nice...that stuff always calms me and makes me feel better. He asked how my classes were going and I asked about his past work. Eventually he told me about his visitation and asked about mine. Even if I wasn't already prone to talking about it I would have told him. He has this effect on me...bah I'll examine that later.
Oh and he used the short version of my name...
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