Second Wind

[bantorain]

-Virginia's near the outskirts of town. She figured doing this in either the neighborhood, uptown, or downtown would get her in trouble with the drones. So instead she's taken to going a bit out of her way.

What is she doing? Well that's simple. Gun practice.

Specifically, fast drawing both of her pistols on targets placed throughout the terrain (old food cans). After a few shots (they seem to go by in less than a second), she tosses the guns into the air, and in an even faster motion, manages to reload them after tossing a clip's worth of bullets up after them and a swift motion of her arm. In another blink, she fires again (was that four shots or five? Who can tell?), knocking out the last of the targets. Her shooting stance seems to shift the whole time, making it nearly impossible to tell where her body will be positioned on the next shot.

Of course, once all the targests are hit, she can only sigh.-

Still not as good as daddy was...

Comments

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Simple as that. Got it. -She is squealing happily on the inside.-

[4thdimensnskrt.livejournal.com]

Anyways, don't you think we should call it a day?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I think I can still do a few more... You don't have to wait up for me if you don't want to.

[4thdimensnskrt.livejournal.com]

Alright, then. I'll catch up with you later, if that's the case.

...

And remember what I said; I don't want to have to go bailing you out or anything like that.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I'll remember. Promise.

[4thdimensnskrt.livejournal.com]

Then I'll be on my way. Ta-Ta~

_{[And with a wave to Virginia, Maya heads off to, well, wherever her destination is.]}