Shooting at Trees [free for all; nudge bratty sis]
After half his life -more than half his life- in the Air Force, he'd been through a fair amount of combat that he'd figured he was ready for anything. Even with the whole 'I shoot spikes out of my bones' thing added in, he was still fairly prepared.
At least until he started training Louisa in how to shoot.
He was about ready to order bulletproof socks, just because she was that uncoordinated. Or pass her off onto Agent Zero just because he could. Usually, he'd take a plane out to blow off some steam, but this was impossible out here, so he was left with finding another way to do it.
Shooting at trees seemed fair enough.
Finding the targets weren't hard. And he'd used his own power to nail them against the trees and then it was just a case of emptying his clips into them. And yeah, not as good as flying, but at least he was getting it out.
At least until he started training Louisa in how to shoot.
He was about ready to order bulletproof socks, just because she was that uncoordinated. Or pass her off onto Agent Zero just because he could. Usually, he'd take a plane out to blow off some steam, but this was impossible out here, so he was left with finding another way to do it.
Shooting at trees seemed fair enough.
Finding the targets weren't hard. And he'd used his own power to nail them against the trees and then it was just a case of emptying his clips into them. And yeah, not as good as flying, but at least he was getting it out.