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BanaBatGirl · 06-15-2012, 07:31 AM

So they WERE awake. Wes was liking these answers. It seemed he and Van had hired some very..... creative minds. Hopefully he'd never get on the bad side of any of them because he didn't particularly WANT to be the victim of a pocket notebook attack or something worse.

"Good answers, everybody. You could and should try ALL of them at some point. Now take note: I have this notebook, this PARTICULAR pocket notebook, because it's a life-saving tool. Not only can it be used as a miniature curse-deflector or shield if you wear it in the pocket of your shirt," he demonstrated with his own, "but it can also be used as a weapon as you all have astutely pointed out."

He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head toward the door, where an official headless MLE dummy had just come in. The enchanted dummy started walking toward Wes, who continued talking and calmly gesturing toward it with his pen.

"I'm going to demonstrate how I would go about handling a... person attacking me in combat. As for why I don't have a wand... perhaps it was stolen, perhaps I was disarmed, or perhaps I'm facing a Muggle and I'd rather NOT breach the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy."

He eyed the Wizengamot people at that one and took a glance over his shoulder. Oh, good, the dummy was about next to attack him; its hands were out and everything. Wes slid his grip on his pen to the end by the clicker and then flung it straight at the dummy's neck, watching as the pen nailed its target right at the throat.

"That would be the carotid artery, for those of you who don't know," Wes continued explaining, winking briefly at Emily. "So let's say your opponent is... choking, now, but still coming at you. As Law Enforcement officers, I would NOT recommend 'running away.' We're the ones people run to when they're being attacked, so like it or not, you have to turn the tables on your attacker and at least get them to a position where you can bring them in."

Now for the dummy demonstration... Wes flexed the fingers of his right hand into a fist and waited for the right moment to strike. The enchanted object was still coming forward to attack him, even with the pen sticking out of its neck. "As Cade said, you don't always have to go for the kill shot. You CAN injure them enough so that they become distracted by the pain. That gives you time to get backup or get to your wand. You can also just knock them unconscious by using the sleeper hold, for example."

Since the dummy didn't have a head, Wes wasn't going to go punching anyone on the face ~~as much as he liked to~~. Instead, he went for four specific areas in a row... well, as best as he was able, considering that it was a dummy.

"Just remember," he elbowed the dummy in the midsection, then stepped on its toe and turned around, "to SING." Wes jammed his palm up to where the dummy's nose would be and then gave it a good kick when he was done with it. The mannequin-like figure fell limply to the ground. "What's that stand for, anyone?"

06-15-2012, 07:31 AM	#32 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,216 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	my apologies for not posting sooner! Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB So they WERE awake. Wes was liking these answers. It seemed he and Van had hired some very..... creative minds. Hopefully he'd never get on the bad side of any of them because he didn't particularly WANT to be the victim of a pocket notebook attack or something worse. "Good answers, everybody. You could and should try ALL of them at some point. Now take note: I have this notebook, this PARTICULAR pocket notebook, because it's a life-saving tool. Not only can it be used as a miniature curse-deflector or shield if you wear it in the pocket of your shirt," he demonstrated with his own, *"but it can also be used as a weapon as you all have astutely* pointed out." He raised his eyebrows and tilted his head toward the door, where an official headless MLE dummy had just come in. The enchanted dummy started walking toward Wes, who continued talking and calmly gesturing toward it with his pen. "I'm going to demonstrate how I would go about handling a... person attacking me in combat. As for why I don't have a wand... perhaps it was stolen, perhaps I was disarmed, or perhaps I'm facing a Muggle and I'd rather NOT breach the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy." He eyed the Wizengamot people at that one and took a glance over his shoulder. Oh, good, the dummy was about next to attack him; its hands were out and everything. Wes slid his grip on his pen to the end by the clicker and then flung it straight at the dummy's neck, watching as the pen nailed its target right at the throat. "That would be the carotid artery, for those of you who don't know,"** Wes continued explaining, winking briefly at Emily. "So let's say your opponent is... choking, now, but still coming at you. As Law Enforcement officers, I would NOT recommend 'running away.' We're the ones people run to when they're being attacked, so like it or not, you have to turn the tables on your attacker and at least get them to a position where you can bring them in." Now for the dummy demonstration... Wes flexed the fingers of his right hand into a fist and waited for the right moment to strike. The enchanted object was still coming forward to attack him, even with the pen sticking out of its neck. "As Cade said, you don't always have to go for the kill shot. You CAN injure them enough so that they become distracted by the pain. That gives you time to get backup or get to your wand. You can also just knock them unconscious by using the sleeper hold, for example." Since the dummy didn't have a head, Wes wasn't going to go punching anyone on the face ~~as much as he liked to~~. Instead, he went for four specific areas in a row... well, as best as he was able, considering that it was a dummy. "Just remember," he elbowed the dummy in the midsection, then stepped on its toe and turned around, "to SING." Wes jammed his palm up to where the dummy's nose would be and then gave it a good kick when he was done with it. The mannequin-like figure fell limply to the ground. "What's that stand for, anyone?" __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind