His sixth shot at shooting shit [Recorded / At the shooting range]

[eatshootsnleves]

[Recorded tersely.] Donna. Happy Birthday.

... I'll be back in the castle around evening. Maybe we can touch base then.

[This done, he shuts the journal, tucks it in his pocket, and turns to his brace of gun-toting miniature punks. The guns in his holsters are bright red - like his leathers - blocky and custom-made. He draws one, and affixes an

Comments

[Donna]

[eatshootsnleves]

Have a good day, alright?

I've got some things to work out.

WHAT IS...THE POSTING ORDER HERE.

[variare]

[ looks down at his current boots, which are custom made and totally fly, yo ]

Well I actually have raptor boots in the closet, and nothing can beat that, so I guess you're right.

D-DO WE NEED ONE? I sort of enjoy chaos. I'm sure this comes as a surprise to everyone.

[eatshootsnleves]

[Not so much calmed down as focused. Has no humor for you, Jr.]

Usually am. Shall we let the lady pick the target?

B-BUT COMMENTS WILL BE ALL OVER THE PLACE, NOOOO

[variare]

[ jeez man, NO FUN. he just shrugs ]

No arguments here.

Multiple threads! Multiple conversations! Multiple time points in the contest?

[eatshootsnleves]

Pssh, that'd be a first.

[yeahihidmypants]

[technically, Oliver runs the shooting range and with the swamp-gator invasion and his crazy loss, he's going to be attempting to see if he can't do something about the gator problem, it is bad for business...]

I think there's a box of land mines from when that Fiona girl worked here. [offering a helpful suggestion?]

OOC

[eatshootsnleves]

((Just to confirm, is this in-person? Aaand is he wearing his GA duds? :D;;))

[yeahihidmypants]

[ooc - :D totally in person and the GA gear holds up better to swamp and gators than jeans and flip flops, so yes! :D full gear, no hood/sunglasses though]

[eatshootsnleves]

((Awesome. So it's Ollie's face without the main Smallville alterations. 'Sup, old man.))

[cuddlyfluffyone]

[And here saunters a Hit Girl up to Roy. She's on her second day in costume (she took it off to sleep, but only after securing locking and blocking her bedroom door) and she's resenting the kevlar beneath her jumpsuit due to the heat.]

Silencers. I don't like lizards unless they're dinosaurs.

[eatshootsnleves]

And apparently that makes two of you. [Eyes her up and down. Winces. Fixes on whatever weaponry's visible.] Brought your own?

[cuddlyfluffyone]

You know it. [She has several guns and a silencer in one of the pockets on her belt, and calmly affixes it to the end of the gun while she talks.] So, what are we shooting?

[eatshootsnleves]

[Marks her expertise. ] Well, if you'll direct your eye to the other end of the range, you'll see a variety of targets laid out for your selection. [Gestures. Sets hand on hip.] Ladies first.

[no_ones_son]

[This looks like it might actually be entertaining. Don't mind him, he's just going to be leaning against the castle wall watching the show. He did bring his own toys but they're staying safely away for now.]