Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141211192639/@comment-14800267-20150304151659

Bullet holes sprouted like deadly flowers next to the heads of each of the reluctant recruited.

"And you're here to learn how to NOT draw attention to yourselves when you're in the feild or your enemies might be aiming six centimetres to the right."

Jane sat up, appearing above the coping on one of the simulated buildings, looking decidedly strange with braided hair and non descript clothing

She had been recruited some days ago. Her temprament was wrong for this kind of infiltration, being a more slash and burn type. She was terrible at subterfuge, prefering demands backed by force, and lacked just about every single social grace to earn her a spying role. However she could hit a small, fast moving, flying child with a canon in short notice and execute irritating crew emembers without looking around to get a sight on them. She was an excellent marksman and completely remorseless.

"Miss Hook." Headmaster Grimm snapped angrily, picking at one of the bullet holes "You were supplied with paint pellets for this simulation and you were to ONLY discharge IF they broke their role! This..." He tapped the hole with an annoyed finger 'Is a real bullet, fired at passably camoflaged agents."

Jane cocked the gun in her hand, blue eyes appearing to burn red as she aimed it between the Headmaster's eyes.

But she couldn't

She learned that the hard way several days ago. Then again. Then again. She lowered the gun with a sound like a snarl.

Note- I hate the "red eyes" cliche, but it's a cannonical trait of Captain Hook. His eyes turned red before he kills