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It's quite the peaceful morning, out behind the bar.
The sun has risen, and the sky is relatively clear. Near the stables, the horses have been let out into the paddocks and are grazing happily, and as long as you avoid the warded area in the woods, things seem to be normal. It's a great day, in his opinion anyway, for target practice.
Horse (Nova, the brown gelding with white star) and rider (Doc, with outlaw-gear and guns) are on a flat stretch of ground - near the blast crater used primarily by that black and silver robot that visits the bar and likes to blow things up. The rhythmic beat of hooves against the earth is broken up by gunfire, shots going off in groupings of two or three, and occasionally Doc will holler commands at Nova while working the reins.
There is a human-shaped target dummy holding a mock rifle in the middle of the flat area, currently peppered with bullet holes. While Doc's focus is on hitting the target and controlling the horse, no shots will come near any wandering patrons.
If anyone wanders too close, he'll stop shooting. Until then - practice it is.
[Post is open all day, if anyone wants to come see what the noise is all about. Doc will not shoot anybody and will see your pup coming near - he's extra vigilant right now, in 'outlaw mode' - and won't mind taking a short break, since he has to reload sometime.
Advance notice: The mun is around, but doing chores and using Milliways as a distraction, so tags might occasionally get sporadic.]
The sun has risen, and the sky is relatively clear. Near the stables, the horses have been let out into the paddocks and are grazing happily, and as long as you avoid the warded area in the woods, things seem to be normal. It's a great day, in his opinion anyway, for target practice.
Horse (Nova, the brown gelding with white star) and rider (Doc, with outlaw-gear and guns) are on a flat stretch of ground - near the blast crater used primarily by that black and silver robot that visits the bar and likes to blow things up. The rhythmic beat of hooves against the earth is broken up by gunfire, shots going off in groupings of two or three, and occasionally Doc will holler commands at Nova while working the reins.
There is a human-shaped target dummy holding a mock rifle in the middle of the flat area, currently peppered with bullet holes. While Doc's focus is on hitting the target and controlling the horse, no shots will come near any wandering patrons.
If anyone wanders too close, he'll stop shooting. Until then - practice it is.
[Post is open all day, if anyone wants to come see what the noise is all about. Doc will not shoot anybody and will see your pup coming near - he's extra vigilant right now, in 'outlaw mode' - and won't mind taking a short break, since he has to reload sometime.
Advance notice: The mun is around, but doing chores and using Milliways as a distraction, so tags might occasionally get sporadic.]