Shooting Range, Thursday Midday
Romeo tugged safety equipment out of the cabinet and posted fresh targets and the rules sign before Leto was due to show up, and leaned against a wall cleaning and loading his Dagger as he waited. He'd also recovered the antique gun from Paris from the storage locker, in case Leto didn't have his own weapon to use.
It seemed like he was at the shooting range more often than usual of late; he only hoped the practice was good for him.
[OOC: For Leto, but open!]
It seemed like he was at the shooting range more often than usual of late; he only hoped the practice was good for him.
[OOC: For Leto, but open!]