// These are the last words I'm ever gonna get to say to you
Who: Kimihiko Ooe and Elena
When: Late afternoon, 29th
Where: Elena's store
Summary: "Lucy Monostone" decides to have a little fun during one of Kimihiko's lessons. It ends badly.
Warnings: Violence, death, possible suicide/talk.
( when everything falls away from you take these words and know the world is not worth leaving )
When: Late afternoon, 29th
Where: Elena's store
Summary: "Lucy Monostone" decides to have a little fun during one of Kimihiko's lessons. It ends badly.
Warnings: Violence, death, possible suicide/talk.
( when everything falls away from you take these words and know the world is not worth leaving )
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Kimi was certainly one of her up an coming students. Despite having the opposite dominate hand as her, his determination to master his firearm was impressive. He was in her shop, focused and ready to learn. It made every lesson enjoyable, even if it was sometimes a struggle.
They had moved back into the shooting range that she'd included in the shop, talking about the finer points of how to maintain a firm grip and the importance of using the outer hand as the gripping force to prevent limp-wristing.]
Of course. I'll put the target at 10 yards for now. Ear guards down.
[The target was a simple, basic red and white bullseye, sent back by a simple automated pulley system to the first marker that ( ... )
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His eyes were sharp, focused entirely on her movements, on the way the gun was set up, loaded, held. Her aim was remarkable. As if he would have doubted her qualifications.
Three shots. And then the slide. He stepped over to where the firearm left with an obedient nod, his hand reaching out to it. There was a slight pause, perhaps difficult to see, as his hand seemed to tense. Then his fingers grasped the handle, following the first lesson (don't touch the trigger until you're willing to fire, keep your trigger finger just outside of it) automatically.
Carefully he loaded the gun, readying it. He stepped to the range - and then he stilled.]
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Arms folded lightly across her chest, fingers lightly rubbing at the pale turquoise sweater. She wouldn't have told anybody, but she'd developed an admiration for Kimi since teaching him. He, who fought against his dominant hand, who worked so hard to become better at his handling and grouping. It sort of reminded her of herself when she was younger and just learning how to shoot.]
......
[He was...taking a bit longer than usual to fire his first shot. Her eyes narrowed slightly, body shifting to one side to get a better look at his features.]That's good. Line up your shot ( ... )
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Not now not now go away what do you want leave me alone-
His hands shook just barely, eyes falling shut for just a minute. A war was at play. Already, one side was winning. No - perhaps it was truer to say that one side had already won before the battle started. This was just play, now. It did not last long. The hands steadied, the body relaxing.
A deep sigh, a drawing of breath that didn't seem to reach his lungs, and he moved. The gun in his hand lifted, finger on the trigger now. Up, forward - and to the side. Ah... death was so much fun. This woman whose words drew giggles from his throat would look good in pieces. No, even if Kimihiko had been a beginner to holding a weapon, he who held those memories of the past close to himself was not. His back straightened, head lifting.]
I have a better idea.
["Kimihiko" smiled as he pulled the trigger.]
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