Twelth Wind [ phone / action 847 Goldberg ]

[bantorain]

Now that I've got the stable fixed up after that IDIOT nearly wrecked it and scared Quicksilver half to death, I discover I've got a bit of free time.

Seeing as I'm honestly getting a bit rusty -Her battle with that man at the diner and the one at the dairy a month back was proof enough.-, I feel it's time I started practicing more with my gun skills. If anyone's willing to help me practice, I'd be mighty grateful. Any self respecting Drifter's got to be quick on the draw and true of aim, so I'm not going to shame myself by letting these skills go to waste. So who's up for it?

-Which means later in the day she'll be setting up targets in her yard. Cans, old bottles, and other small objects. She goes to great lengths to make certain they are at odd angles one normally wouldn't be shooting at. Which is why she's setting up tomato cans in the gutters.-

Comments

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

You would like some practice? Why I could easily help you.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

That'd be much appreciated, Hol.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Just give me a place t' meet at.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I'm home, actually. At the moment.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Well then, I'll swing on by!

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I'll be happy to have you.

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[It takes him a bit to actually arrive, as he found himself helping any female he came across... but he finally made it.]

Apologies for bein' late and all.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-Virginia grunts as she caries out a box of ammunition.- Ain't no problem, Hol!

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

[Upon seeing this... he quickly trots up to her side, and more or less takes the box from her.]

Here, lemme help ya with that.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Gun practice? Sign me up. My skills are too handy to lose because of boredom.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

That so? What kind of arms do you prefer, sir?

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I prefer a laspistol myself but seeing the lack of those, I'll just take a normal pistol.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

That makes two of us, in regards to pistols. I'm setting up targets right now, actually.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Where at?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

847 Goldberg, sir!

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[Oh. OH.

Cain just....opens his window. And starts popping cans that no one is standing in the way of. Thankfully, he's pretty modest about his skills.

SURPRISE.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Huh... Not bad.

Phone

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

Sure, I'll help your train.

[[Oh man, mother's day is going to be the death of him.]]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Do you know your way around a gun?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

Not really.

[[And he technically had sworn off guns but...]]

I'm willing to help out however I can.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Hmm... I'm not certain how that's going to work if you don't know how.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Anything else I can help out with then?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Well I guess we could use refreshments...

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

I can get something. What do you guys like?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Just water's fine for me!