Location: Firing Range
Time: Afternoon
Characters: Mal and...
Public, Private, or Semi-Private:. Public
Incomplete or Complete: Complete
Rating: PG-13 ?
Summary: Mal comes across the firing range. Madness ensues. (I hope anyway.)
Mal wasn't sure how he'd come across the firing range, but he certainly wasn't complaining. His brows were drawn close
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The lines on Mal's forehead deepened as he studied the dropped items a moment. His eyes flickered back up to the man and he looked him up and down. He didn't look at all threatening. Mal snorted and smirked, slowly lowering his gun, and gesturing with it to the weapon the man had dropped.
"Mightn' wanna tighten your grip," he muttered.
Turning back around, he shoved in a new cartridge and reloaded firing off another round wtih a new energy.
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He watched for a moment as the man turned back around, firing the old gun again. He stepped past him, taking up the spot next to him. Wouldn't do well for the man to see him out of the corner of his eye if he was too far off and take a shot at him, jumpy as he was.
He loaded a bolt into the crossbow, taking aim at the target at the end, and fired. He smirked satisfactorily when he saw it hit the bulls eye. So maybe he wasn't too out of practise then.
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Mal harrumphed a little in his own satisfaction, smirking at the man before turning back to his own bullseye and letting rip the last few rounds.
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He fitted another bolt into the crossbow, a smirk crossing his features. He dealt with guys like this before. Gunn had been one of them. He turned to face the other man. "Not too bad, I have to say." He held out a hand. "Wesley Wyndam-Pryce."
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"Malcolm Reynolds." He glanced at Wesley's weapon of choice curiously and lifted his chin gesturing towards it. "Where in the sphincter of hell did ya find one'a them things?" He honestly had no idea what kind of weapon it was. It was a mite similar to one he'd seen Inara carrying it around, but Mal didn't really mess with anything that didn't have a 'bang' to it. One mightn' compare him to Jayne in that sense.
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He thought for moment, then held the crossbow out to Mal. "Fancy giving it a try? Might be a bit more difficult than your pistol there," he said, nodding at it. Then he took a moment to study it. While it resembled an old pistol, it seemed a bit...different.
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