Fyodor and Dottore

Choosing a weapon

Dottore sighed the moment the lady left. He looked over to the boy, with a frown. He shook his head.
"First eat and ill go prepare the weapons." He said with a flat tone. Then threw a can of ... Edible food at him.

It hit Fyodors head and he quickly got it, opened it and started eating whatever it was. He didnt seem to care that his head got hurt by the can, he was so hungry. He devoured the food like an animal.
Dottore took that chance and went to one of the rooms connected with the lab, searching for weapons.

After a couple of minutes, Dottore took the tired boy into the room, turned on the lights and showed him the table. There was some sort of cloth on it, with weapons under it.
"Under the cloth there are a couple of weapons you could use." He walked to the table and removed the cloth, revealing all sorts of weapons. From big spears, to even bombs of sort. He then showed Fyodor the puppet used for aiming.

"Before we test your vision.. I want to see which weapon is the easiest for you to wield." He stated. Fyodor looked confused but he just nodded and walked over to the table. He looked at the tools on the table and took one. It was just a sword. He looked at it and poke it a few times, then looked up at the unimpressed man.

"What are you waiting for? Attack the puppet." He sounded annoyed and a bit moody. He took a notebook and a new pen, writing dowm something.
Fyodor walked over to the puppet and swung his sword a few times, also tried stabbing the puppet. It.. Felt weird for him to hold such a thing, not only that but he didnt know how to wield it properly.

Dottore sighed and crossed out something in his notebook. Fyodor put the sword back in its place and went over to the second weapon, a claymore sword. He couldnt even pick it up. He struggled to pull it up. He kept pulling and pulling.

"Alright thats enough Fyodor. Go to the other one." Dottore said, unimpressed.

Fyodor went over to the other weapon. Bows and arrows. He took the bow and went to the puppet. He tried placing the arrow in the bow, it was a bit flimsy. He made a shot, which ended up falling to the floor. He tried again but he couldnt even shoot it this time.

Dottore shook his head and hand gestured towards the other weapon, while crossing out something in his notebook again. Fyodor walked over to a spear. He held it and spun it a bit. It seemed light, and it wasnt so hard swinging it. He swung it at the puppet, piercing the puppet. He made even small scratches on it. However, while swinging it, he accidentally dropped it. It might be a little too light.

Dottore seemed pleased, he nodded. "Alright, so a spear seems okay for now... How about the other weapons?" he asked.

Fyodor put the spear down and went towards the other tool, an axe. He swung it around, however he dropped it at some point, nearly onto his foot too. The axe fell to the ground. It seems like it was a bit too heavy. He sighed and grabbed the other weapon, a scythe.

The scythe seemed handy. He swung it, it didnt drop like the spear, but it wasnt too heavy like the claymore. He seemed to like the scythe. The child swung at the puppet with it, damaging it.

The Doctor nodded "a scythe.. Interesting." he whispered to himself while writing down something on the notebook.

The boy went over to the two last weapons. A pistol and bombs. The pistol seemed handy, and he knew hoe to use it due to his parents teaching him. He shot a few times at the puppet, tearing it.
The man seemed aroused by this "a gun also? Hm.. " he mumbled, writing down more.

Fyodor was a bit too scared to use the bombs, so he just put them aside. The boy looked up at Dottore, as if he were waiting for an answer.
The man cleared his throat "right. So, it looks like a scythe and a gun seem okay. So i suppose you could use them. However a weakling like you will need training.. So i guess... Tartaglia or Capitano could teach you..." He mumbled the last sentence.
The boy tilted his head, not knowing how to answer. He just kept staring at the man. He was still scared of the Doctor, so he kept a big distance.

Dottore shook his head and looked down at the boy. "What vision do you have again?"

Fyodor pulled out the vision from his pocket and showed it to the man "Cryo." He said quietly, sort of like a whisper.

Dottore crossed his arms "Cryo... Alright.." He was then lost in deep thoughts as he continued thinking. "Right, ill set you up with Tartaglia tomorrow and i'll let him know the weapons you'll use. However if i hear that you're not being cooperative, acting scared or even crying... I will punish you." He threathened the young boy.

Fyodor nodded quickly, a bit frightened by the man's words.

Dottore sighed "now, go back to the lab and wait for me there.. I still must experiment on you."

Fyodor nodded and went back to the laboratory, a bit scared. He kept wondering.. Is Tartaglia even scarrier?