The gun is cold and heavy in Simon's hand, and he hefts it up again, bracing his feet apart and drawing a sight on the target. Jayne watches idly, like the doctor is simply some vaguely interesting wave that he's happened to catch.
Always figured Jayne would be a good coach. Shooting to him is like breathing, just gotta let it happen. Real easy.
I love how you have Simon really trying to master it without denying his internal struggle while doing so. Nice.
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Always figured Jayne would be a good coach. Shooting to him is like breathing, just gotta let it happen. Real easy.
I love how you have Simon really trying to master it without denying his internal struggle while doing so. Nice.
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