One of these days, someone was going to figure out that Dante being in the gun range was a good indicator he'd been involuntarily dragged home recently. But today, he was pretty sure, was not that day ( Read more... )

Knowing he was gonna die young wasn't something Dante had really had a problem for a long time. Okay, sure, he didn't want to, but it was the way shit was, and so he might as well be trying to fit as much fun into the time he had as he could. Keep fighting for a little bit more of it each time too, because screw laying down and dying, but that was ( Read more... )

The problem with this weird shit where Fandom was fine but trouble yanked him back every so often was-- Dante got restless. Really restless. You got used to fights real fast; they were a great way to get rid of excess energy ( Read more... )

So they had actually given Dante back his guns at the weapons locker. That was like, one point in the island's favor. Probably. Unless it was a trap ( Read more... )

Tali hadn't heard much from the crew on the Normandy lately, but she did know from Shepard's occasional "you're the expert on the geth" queries that the Alliance was still sticking them with cleanup duty. She'd also gotten a short and somewhat disgruntled h-mail from Ashley to this effect -- and that had been a bit of a surprise, but a nice one, ( Read more... )

While the gun vending machine was still, um, let's say 'festive,' it was once again working. It just happened to be at the weapons locker now instead of the dorm lobby. It also had a long workbench next to it, where Jessica was pulling pieces of Hyperion guns apart in order to put them back together. After she got it figured out last night, it ( Read more... )

After an enlightening conversation with Doctor Tannis, some money dropped in a, um, functional gun vending machine, and some SCIENCE, Jessica figured out how to combine guns together ( Read more... )

It was a mark of Alec's truly impressive disinterest in Fandom goings-on that he'd managed to miss the arrival of the new students without even knowing the picnic had come and gone. He had spent his break week preoccupied with what he considered more important things. Training, mostly. There had been a couple trips to the mainland for patrolling ( Read more... )

Kate had not gone to Prom last night because...it just wasn't going to happen.  Especially with whatever the other weird stuff was that had been going on all week.

Today, however, she was back on the range and getting frustrated with a move that she still hadn't mastered.  It shouldn't be that hard to shoot six arrows while spinning a full 360 ( Read more... )

Jack had spent the entire day at the library... finding nothing. And after a hard day of finding nothing, Jack decided that the best way to blow off some steam was to get some gun practice in ( Read more... )