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[awesmazings]

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[awesmazings]

Yeah! Oh man, I can't wait! You'll see, I'll be hitting the bull's eye every time in no time!

[Jimmy doesn't see his Breloom exchange a nervous glance with his Manectric, to which the electric type just shakes his head a little. Don't worry, he'll make sure their trainer doesn't maim himself somehow while practicing.]

[diehardreaper]

You'll be fine. I've been tossing knives about since I was a kinchin and that was an age and a half ago!

[ While Grim can manage a bit more confidence in his trainer, he can't help but give Jimmy's Breloom a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. ]

Just have a care for your own fingers and make sure everyone stays clear of your practice runs while you're still trying to get a hang of aiming.

[awesmazings]

[The Breloom, Spore, looks over with a small smile of gratitude. Maybe it won't be...so bad...]

Will do! Hopefully it'll stop rainin' soon so we can move outside to practice...would prolly be better, just so I don't accidentally tear a hole in the tent or something.

[diehardreaper]

And nothing beats the outdoors! Though... I've got a few wooden stakes you could use to practice your aim then work on using the metal ones when you're ready.

[ Now where he placed them though is another story entirely. ]