Seventh shot

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951 Beulah Street

[Elsa's morning starts like any other. She wakes up, takes a shower and dresses, goes downstairs to make herself some tea and breakfast. It's hot and sunny, which is the kind of weather she expects in the United States in the middle of the summer. She even (finally!) has the eye, eardrum, and hair back that she traded for her

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Park

[likeahex]

[Walking by when she notices the firing range. Hello relevant to her interests. Just going to walk over.]

Nice firing range.

YESSSS I was hoping you'd tag in with her. XD

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It's crude, but it works. [She punctuates this statement by firing at one of the figures. It hits between the eyes.]

If you've got a weapon of your own, feel free to join me.

Like I could resist these two meeting

[likeahex]

Don't mind if I do.

[Tex is always armed. So she pulls out one of her magnum's and walks over.]

Badass redheads with guns. This meeting was inevitable.

[with_an_accent]

[Elsa's eyebrows go up slightly. She's impressed.]

Smart woman, keeping that on you.

Park

[mayflychaser]

[For Vash it was yet another glorious day in Mayfield as he walked past the park. Smiling bright he gave a friendly wave to his fellow citizen, completely ignorant of the fact that she was practicing firearm accuracy.]

Hello there miss! Looking lovely as usual! It's another perfect day in Mayfield wouldn't you say?

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....

[If he hadn't have mentioned how perfect Mayfield is, Elsa wouldn't have been able to discern droning from his normal idiotic facade. She stares hard at him.]

How long have you been droned like this? [Because, obviously, he knows the answer to this question.]

[mayflychaser]

[Vash pauses in his stride at best.]

Droned? What's droned? That sounds like a very silly question miss. Has Old Betty been discussing her husband's war stories with you? I bet it was! The old bat has quite the set of pipes!

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Droned. Exactly as you're acting right now.

I don't even know who Old Betty is. Snap out of it.

[951 Beulah]

[coolbowtie]

[At the sound of her extremely loud cuss, there's a shout of surprise from down stairs accompanied by a loud BANG and a CRASH!]

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[The unexpected crash cuts through the rage somewhat, causing Elsa to go see what (or who) fell. It looks like her assigned husband hasn't changed, which is strangely comforting. Being droned is bad enough without waking up to major differences.]

Doctor?

[coolbowtie]

[And the Doctor is rubbing his head and crawling out of a pile of stuff that clearly used to be up on the shelf he's sitting under.]

Don't.

Do

That.

[with_an_accent]

Sorry.

[She doesn't seem all that remorseful. However, she does crouch down to start picking stuff up off the floor.]

Finding out you've been droned for a month is not a good way to start the day.

Are you all right?

John Doe Park

[lunawolves10th]

[ Have a giant space marine watching you in silence. ]

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[Elsa appreciates that he doesn't interrupt. That doesn't, however, mean she doesn't notice him. After she finishes a round, she glances his way.]

Can I help you?

4th wall joke :3

[lunawolves10th]

Hm.... have we met before?

:D

[with_an_accent]

[It takes a few moments of thought, but recognition does cross Elsa's face.]

You were leading a charge during the nonsense with the Milkman, weren't you? I believe we met briefly then.

[flowers_suck]

Olivier watched her for a few moments, then, calls out to her.]

You're a pretty good shot.

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Thank you. I'd better be--I've been doing this for quite awhile.

[Like, her whole life.]

[flowers_suck]

[She can tell. She's actually thinking that you remind her of a sniper from home, not that she needs reminding of her since she is in Mayfield, too.]

Have you heard of the resistance?

[with_an_accent]

Resistance? I've heard of a few groups trying to mobilize against the regime, yes.

Are you a member of one?