Firearms Class!
Characters: Coyote Starrk, and the Firearms Class
Location: Outdoor firing range
Time: Afternoon
Content: Firearms class, guns and fun
Format: Starting Prose, but either really
Warnings: None
Unlike the usual set up of targets, today there was a entirely different set up to the outdoor firing range. Several tables were laid out, one for each member of the class. On these tables there was an array of weaponry, several varities of pistols, rifles, and shotguns were all carefully disassembled, and placed in appropriate sections. Sitting rather casually in a outdoor longue chair, with a timer in one hand, and a coffee nearby, Mr. Starrk looked like he had only woken up recently, which was exactly the case. As soon as everyone had gathered, he explained what was happening. Clearing his throat he began speaking.
"Everyone in the class shows a fair amount of aptitude at the actual shooting of these weapons, but today instead of firing you will be reassembling and assembling these guns. This is not the most satisfying act I concur. However, knowing your weapon inside and out, is immensely important, and being able to prepare yourself quickly and efficiently can be the difference between life and death." he let this sit a moment before continuing in a less serious tone. "So, in short you will be reassembling all the weapons at the table, and then disassembling them, and following this you will be timed, both as a class whole and as individuals." he explained and then walked over to his table, and then preceeded to quickly demonstrate how to properly assemble all the guns. "You'll have a few goes at it, and if you need anymore help feel free to ask." he said sitting down and sipping his coffee.
Location: Outdoor firing range
Time: Afternoon
Content: Firearms class, guns and fun
Format: Starting Prose, but either really
Warnings: None
Unlike the usual set up of targets, today there was a entirely different set up to the outdoor firing range. Several tables were laid out, one for each member of the class. On these tables there was an array of weaponry, several varities of pistols, rifles, and shotguns were all carefully disassembled, and placed in appropriate sections. Sitting rather casually in a outdoor longue chair, with a timer in one hand, and a coffee nearby, Mr. Starrk looked like he had only woken up recently, which was exactly the case. As soon as everyone had gathered, he explained what was happening. Clearing his throat he began speaking.
"Everyone in the class shows a fair amount of aptitude at the actual shooting of these weapons, but today instead of firing you will be reassembling and assembling these guns. This is not the most satisfying act I concur. However, knowing your weapon inside and out, is immensely important, and being able to prepare yourself quickly and efficiently can be the difference between life and death." he let this sit a moment before continuing in a less serious tone. "So, in short you will be reassembling all the weapons at the table, and then disassembling them, and following this you will be timed, both as a class whole and as individuals." he explained and then walked over to his table, and then preceeded to quickly demonstrate how to properly assemble all the guns. "You'll have a few goes at it, and if you need anymore help feel free to ask." he said sitting down and sipping his coffee.