A Digital Frontier [1x1 with Penguinluv01]

[starry--knight]

.:Kane:.

Kane grinned, rolling his eyes as he stood up. "Don't have too much fun while I'm gone." he said with a wink as he walked over to Alyssa's door. "Hey guys. Quinn is ready to train." he said as he rapped on the metal frame.

.:Alyssa:.

Her lips parted to speak when the knock came at the door and she fell silent. "come on." she said softly grabbing him gently by the arm.

[Pengu.]

::Melissa::

Melissa paused, watching him closely, eyebrows set in a straight and firm line. "Yah, I am having loads of fun over here..." she called back, removing her disk from her back to examine it. "Hey Quinn...what exactly are these for? Besides killing programs..." she asked, looking at the edge of the circular device and tracing it slowly with her finger.

::Johnathan::

John looked at the door angrily, with dagger-like eyes, but let Alyssa lead him out the door. He looked at the main room, to Melissa, Quinn, and Kane, then took a seat on the table. "So...Training.." he said in a fake joyous voice. "Exciting.." John added, waggling his eyebrows a bit for comic effect. "What sort of training.."

[starry--knight]

.:Quinn:.

He sat down across from Melissa, taking off his own disk and holding the two sides. "Well, the disks are typically used to store your information. Anything you do, say, think, etc. is recorded on the disk." He said, a hologram of his face appearing above the disk before turning into scattered symbols and numbers.

.:Kane:.

He just rolled his eyes at Johnathan's look and took his seat next to Melissa again. He was entranced by Quinn and the hologram from the disk. He slipped his from his back and stared at it, wondering what it held. What stories it told. If it really could store information, how much did it have about their life before they came here?

.:Alyssa:.

She stood beside Johnathan, her fingers wanting to wrap around her disk, but her mind told her no. She watched Quinn and listened to him talk, unsure now about the disk and its purpose.

.:Quinn:.
He watched Alyssa, Johnathan and Kane joined them, remaining quiet as Johnathan asked a few questions. "Disk training. I know you already had a taste in the arena, but I'll be able to teach you some techniques and uses of your disk. Hopefully it will provide you enough information to keep you alive."

[Pengu.]

::Melissa::

Melissa looked to her disk curiously, repeating what he did to see a holigram of her own face appear. She cocked her head, studying it with interest. "It records everything we think?...." she asked cautiously, wanting to shoot herself in the foot. Her thoughts were nothing to be toyed with, recoreded. They were hers, and alot of private things were in there. In particular, things she didnt want to talk about. "Well, that is useful information.." Melissa murmured, laying her disk on her lap.

::Johnathan::

John scoffed, crossing his arms as he stared at his feet. "Yah, a taste Quinn? It was a full blown blow to the face..." he muttered. He didnt have a problem killing anyone, obviously, but he didnt want to be thrown into a death match. "Alright then, teach us. I want to start now, if this is so important to keep us alive. We are going to go back into the Grid eventually, best figure out how to kill those things right.."

[starry--knight]

.:Quinn:.

He nodded, "everything, the disk, once received is a detachable part of you. But none the less you." He said now rising to his feet. "Follow me, we'll take this session to the training room." He said making his way from the room, down the hall and into a side door.

[Pengu.]

::Melissa::

Melissa gulped involuntarily, sparing a glance toward Kane. In her mind she was thinking; Holy sh*t.... repeatidly. Over and over, again and again. Well, best not let anyone get a hold of her disk then. "You have a training room?" Melissa called, following him with a keen interest. Hopefully, there was something she could hit, even if she wasnt good, she needed to get some emotions out. Normally, she would take a ride on her motorcycle, it was the only thing she is good at, to relieve stress. No place to do that here, though she did see them on the Grid. Mental note to ask Quinn later about those...

::Johnathan::

John took his disk from his back, following the others. Finally, doing something usefull...

[starry--knight]

.:Alyssa:.

She followed after the group, feeling a bit more nervous then she should. She wasn't really fond of the idea of training, mainly because she didn't want to know of ways to kill others. It left her feeling....odd.

.:Quinn:.

"of course I do." Quinn called over his shoulder with a beaming smile. "you'd be surprised what else I've got here." he said with a laugh as the doors parted to reveal a pretty good sized room. Most of the surfaces were reflective, and the room was a light with bright white lights. There was a row of weapons and gadgets that hung neatly on the furthest wall. "So, let's just get started." he said, taking off of his disk. A hologram appeared right beside him, the face was unrecognizable. "This is one of the many training hologram programs I have for training. I want to start off with telling you, and showing you the programs weakest areas. Here." Quinn said pointing at the mans neck,"and here" he said pointing to the stumach. "these are the two most dangerous points, and are the easiest to hit with practice."

[Pengu.]

{For some odd reason, I sort of see Kane and Quinn as two sides of the coin. I keep picturing Melissa with both of them.....O.o}

::Melissa::

Melissa looked at the program when it appeared. She was rarely afraid of something, but they made her shutter. Thoughts and feelings of the arena returned. Those were not bad. Than...he is what made her begin to shake, thinking of the sword aginst her neck. Mel's hand came to the cut on her neck, lowering her eyes. She wanted to kill him.... She never wanted to feel afraid. "Well, show us how to approch klling them. I want to kill this mother ******"

::Johnathan::

John stepped in quietly, thinking to himself. They were here to use skill to kill, not just hrowing a disk around aimlessly. They needed some sort of experience to kill accurately. Though, John didnt think he was a throwing kind of guy. He did better at close range, 1x1

[starry--knight]

[strange thing is.....I was thinking the same thing too O.o]
.:Quinn:.

"Watch closely, keep an eye on my feet, and on my disk. Forget everything else." He said, squaring his stance, he hologram slipping it's disk from it's back and readying itself. Quinn lunged forwards, their disks meeting in a clash, but Quinn easily side-stepped and hit his opponent in the gut, whose form soon. After disappeared, another taking it's place. "Now, when your opponent moves in, and your cornered, cut up." he said getting low and demonstrating what he meant, doing it a second time only slower. "You try." He said to Johnathan.

[Pengu.]

{Really. Dramaaaa....Kane wold be so jealousss..<3}

::Johnathan::

John looked from Quinn to the holigram, waiting a moment before uncrossing his rms and walking foreward. John retrieved his disk, readying his stance. His eyes were locked on the 'fake' program, and as it advanged, John stepped foreward. Their disks clashed wth a loud clang, and Johnathan easily side-stepped the holigram to deliver an uppercut blow to its gut. John stepped back into his former place, clipping the disk back on without a word.