Shooting lessons

[bearly_legal]

[It's a cruelly early hour of the morning, and the sun is barely up, but it's light enough to see the targets at the shooting range, and that's enough. At least for the trained super soldier. She's now standing on a bucket to balance the shotgun barrel over the shoulder of one scrawny otaku.]

Are you sure it's not too heavy for you?

[[As promised

Comments

[threetimesmore]

W-why would you think it is??

[bearly_legal]

Your shoulders are shaking.

[threetimesmore]

These shoulders have carried Tokyo's depravity from one side of the city to the other! Lt's continue.

[bearly_legal]

...

[steps off the bucket and releases hold on the shotgun]

[threetimesmore]

[m-my legs are trembling, but I CAN GET THROUGH THIS. Maybe.]

Give me a sec.

[bearly_legal]

Space your legs apart to help you with the balance.

[threetimesmore]

. . .

[does this, slowly. spreading his legs while standing up . . . is awkward.]

Like this?

[bearly_legal]

Not like that. Keep one before the other and use the other one for support.

[threetimesmore]

[uses the wrong leg for support, and the shotgun falls to the floor with a THUNK. good thing the safety was still on.]

. . .

[shrieks]

[bearly_legal]

I think we should switch to something lighter.

[threetimesmore]

. . . Maybe.

[bearly_legal]

How do you feel about handguns?

[threetimesmore]

The 82-year old Pit Viper was a World War II spy at the peak of his career, My fingers will remember it.

[bearly_legal]

Yes, fine. I take it you don't have your own on you.

[threetimesmore]

Ah, actually . . . I don't own one.

[bearly_legal]

[handing over hers]

This should be more suitable.