Today is a lovely day for kicking mats' asses and drinking. Oh, and for calling horses.

[silvergoldengun]

A. Rec Center

You can find Basco doing either of these things ar the Rec center:

1: practicing shooting at the shooting range. Beware, he might have found moving targets!
2: At an exercise machine, workingo ut.
3: Or practicing martial arts from space. He doesn't have a sparring-partner yet, so feel free to ask.

B. Grey ABC Liquor Store

[ If you pass by

Comments

a:1)

[princecreepshow]

[Beware the knife that zings past Basco's cheek, the knife hitting a target right on spot.]

Ushishi~

this's the first time they meet irl, right?

[silvergoldengun]

[ He pulls back a little when the knife flies past, and it's on pure instinct and before he think about it that he aims at Bel with his gun, even as he is turning around. ]

Yes?

There was milkfield, but that was so short that it can't really be counted.

[princecreepshow]

[Already having another knife at the ready, he grins. The new knife is still hidden nicely in his sleeve right now though.]

Hello~

.......I dun remember but oh well...

[silvergoldengun]

[ Eyes suspiciously, without it being noticable. ]

Yes?

Which is why we pretend it didn't happen at all.

[princecreepshow]

[This boy is used that people get suspicious of him, but that isn't very strange.]

That the only thing you can say?

[silvergoldengun]

No, it isn't. Quite the opposite, really. I do recognize your voice, though. Have we talked over phone?

[princecreepshow]

Who knows, maybe we have~

[He throws another knife past Basco, hitting the tagret right on.]

[silvergoldengun]

[ He doesn't flinch a bit. He glance at the target and smirk. ]

Hm~ You have good aim.

[princecreepshow]

[The lack of even a slight flinch makes him grin.]

Of course~

[silvergoldengun]

[ He raise an eyebrow, but out of amusement. ]

Is that so?

[ Then he knows where he's heard the voice before. ]

You're the assassin-boy, no?

[princecreepshow]

[He grinned, twirling another knife between his fingers.]

That'd be me~

[And since he was, it shouldn't surprise the man that he had good aim, really.]

[silvergoldengun]

Hmm.. Then that makes sense.

[ He waves casually towards the target and the knifes stufk in it, a shot burning off and lodging nicely between the two knifes. ]

[princecreepshow]

Ushishi~

[Throwing another knife, it splits the bullet nicely in two. It was fun to find someone with that good aim. And the way he didn't seem to care reminded him of Xanxus.]

You've got pretty good aim yourself~

[silvergoldengun]

[ He smirks, and that's amusin, no? This kid is something, no denying it.. ]

Thank you~ Well, I've had practice, after all~

[princecreepshow]

[Bel still wants his own knives back. They're sharper.]

Gone around shooting people~?

[Can that question ever sound innocent? Because Bel's certainly trying here (Not really).]

[silvergoldengun]

[ He fingers the golden spikes on his gun's curves. ]

Maybe a little~

[ He smirks ]