Fourth Song: Target practice

[bard_of_orlais]

((Forward dated just long enough for Zevran to have purchased Leliana a rifle and given her some instruction on the basics of its usage. Callie and I agreed to handwave that bit.))

[People who live and/or travel around 1764 Beaver Street might notice that the redhead with the French Orlesian accent who lives there is not primped and dressed up

Comments

[mayfield_mods]

[In the streets outside her yard, the men in the hazmat suits watch her carefully as they make their rounds.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana notices she's being watched and turns her attention from her firing practice to the strangely-clothed men who are moving around the streets. She has been outside most of the day (against advice, although in her defense she has not heard any of it), and has therefore not been thoroughly warned as to who these men are.

She lowers the rifle--just enough to communicate that she does not intend to shoot--and slowly moves toward the street to get a better look at what they're doing.]

Excuse me, gentlemen... can I help you with something?

[lotuslife]

[Well, hello, neighbor. Vietnam is watching from her own yard one house over.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana stops in her practice long enough to give a wave.]

[lotuslife]

Are you familiar with a rifle, then?

[bard_of_orlais]

I'm learning to be.

This was purchased for me this morning. I have been given a bit of instruction, but I'm still trying to master it. Considering everything that's happened these past few days... I feel I do not have a lot of time to do so.

How about yourself? Are you familiar with rifles?