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.-

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[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Whoever can clear a set of targets first takes the prize. We'll set them up in a uniform way.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Let's make it even better. My gun can hold seven shots. I bet double that I can take out fourteen targets before you, even if you don't have to reload.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Sounds fair to me.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I'll be out in a second then.

[Closing his window and stepping out the front door like a normal person for once.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

I'll be waiting.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[He walks up to where Virginia is (really the best part about being next door neighbors) and spins the M1911 around on his finger. There's no ammo in it but WHOOPS, HE DROPS IT. Intentionally. To make her underestimate him.]

Oops....

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-Oh she's familiar with that old trick... Still. Impressive piece.-

Here's how it's gonna work. I'm going to have my Guardian put Spectre Targets up around the area. The goal is to hit 14 targets, as you said. Sound fair?

-She has yet to mention that her pistols are six-shooters...-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Fair enough to me.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-After a moment's focus, the hulking Stare Roe (http://i.imgur.com/MJCX6.jpg) just seems to appear in the sky, casting out the Spectre Targets that she had mentioned. They each glow a different color, identifying them.-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Whoa! What kind of technosorcery is that?

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

He's a Guardian. My home planet is watched over by them, hence the name. If you can find their Medium, a normal human can invoke their power.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

....I'm going to translate that as 'its machine spirit blesses you' because I didn't really understand that.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Whatever works for you.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Works just fine for me, if I say so myself.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

Anyways, when the signal goes off, draw and fire.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[He reholsters the pistol.]

Understood.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-The signal itself comes from Stare Roe, who lets out a chiming sound from... well from somewhere, we imagine. Virginia immediately draws both guns and begins firing.-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[His single gun comes out and he barely looks down the sight, pounding out his entire magazine.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-Her own fire goes off rhythm for just barely a second, before all 14 required shots are fired. He can probably guess what that moment of rhythmic firing was for.-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately, it takes Cain about a second and a half to reload. What is being normal human. At least he does hit all his targets while he's at it.]

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-The last shell casing hits the floor, and Virginia spins both pistols before once again holstering them.-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Hm....

Fair loss, I guess.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

The trick is in how I reload. -She pulls a few more bullets from her belt to demonstrate.-

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I'm watching.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

-In one swift motions, she tosses the bullets up towards her chest. The gun, with its cylinder out and open, is pulled across her chest at the same time. Each bullet slides into its respective chamber almost perfectly. The whole thing seems to happen in the blink of an eye.-

It took nearly ten years of practice to get that technique down.