Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2012 0:05:42 GMT -5
Steve glanced over at Hulk, then back at Tony. "Big guy's got a point. You might need the training in case you get caught off-guard without a suit on." Steve commented about Hulk's statement. If Tony were training, that would probably be a good thing on his part so he didn't get himself killed for being so cocky around the other side. Plus, if he were captured, he could use some knowledge on how he could get out.
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Tara gritted her teeth a moment, chewing minty gum that was keeping her calm and focused for the moment. Minty things seemed to help her think a lot better for some reason. She figured she remembered some sort of study that said minty gum helped you think better, but she discarded that memory a while ago. She glared down a test dummy, pistol in hand. Her trigger-happy finger had repeatedly pulled the trigger to shoot the test dummy up. Sure, the noises may have been pretty loud and obnoxious to some, but she didn't really care. She needed the practice, and it was a taste of the real world. You'd need to deal with the sounds of a battle and keep focus on your target.
Her aquamarine eyes shot to her pistol as she let out an aggravated sigh. She cursed under her breath, realizing she'd used the last of her bullets. "Well, now what do I get to do? Sit around on my hands?" she muttered, glancing around the area. She could find someone to train with... right? Instead, she found herself staring at her weapon, wishing it would magically reload itself, hoping something or someone would be distracting enough to grab her attention.
If she was going to be getting anywhere, she needed to actually care about the other army members.
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Tara gritted her teeth a moment, chewing minty gum that was keeping her calm and focused for the moment. Minty things seemed to help her think a lot better for some reason. She figured she remembered some sort of study that said minty gum helped you think better, but she discarded that memory a while ago. She glared down a test dummy, pistol in hand. Her trigger-happy finger had repeatedly pulled the trigger to shoot the test dummy up. Sure, the noises may have been pretty loud and obnoxious to some, but she didn't really care. She needed the practice, and it was a taste of the real world. You'd need to deal with the sounds of a battle and keep focus on your target.
Her aquamarine eyes shot to her pistol as she let out an aggravated sigh. She cursed under her breath, realizing she'd used the last of her bullets. "Well, now what do I get to do? Sit around on my hands?" she muttered, glancing around the area. She could find someone to train with... right? Instead, she found herself staring at her weapon, wishing it would magically reload itself, hoping something or someone would be distracting enough to grab her attention.
If she was going to be getting anywhere, she needed to actually care about the other army members.