Booth's stepping out of his comfort zone
((Closed-ish RP. For Booth and either Percy or Barbossa. TBA. Later, others who are good with swords, perhaps?))
Booth was bored again, and he had heard there was a shooting range but had gotten lost a few times in finding it and decided it was time for something else.
Being here made him feel helpless. He was so used to protecting Bones with his gun, but here--it's a kid friendly place. He felt bad taking it out of his holster, let alone using it. People had swords though! Plenty of cha--people did. It couldn't be too bad, could it? "I used one as Romeo, how hard could it be?" he asked allowed, smiling at the fond memory of practicing his kissing with his Juliet. Wandering around--Adventureland was it he went up to a wooden figure taking the sword it had and swung it around. "How the hell do you hold this thing--"
Booth was bored again, and he had heard there was a shooting range but had gotten lost a few times in finding it and decided it was time for something else.
Being here made him feel helpless. He was so used to protecting Bones with his gun, but here--it's a kid friendly place. He felt bad taking it out of his holster, let alone using it. People had swords though! Plenty of cha--people did. It couldn't be too bad, could it? "I used one as Romeo, how hard could it be?" he asked allowed, smiling at the fond memory of practicing his kissing with his Juliet. Wandering around--Adventureland was it he went up to a wooden figure taking the sword it had and swung it around. "How the hell do you hold this thing--"