The Shooting Range Is Open For Business
G1 Chromia
*After hauling a sizable boulder to the forefront of the clearing, Chromia plucks a spare welder from the inside of her subspace and sets to scrawling into the stone. *
Welcome to The Shooting Range
Anyone and everyone are welcome to come use it. For now it’s BYOW (Bring Your Own Weapon). Just to be clear, the name may say Shooting Range, ( Read more... )
*After hauling a sizable boulder to the forefront of the clearing, Chromia plucks a spare welder from the inside of her subspace and sets to scrawling into the stone. *
Welcome to The Shooting Range
Anyone and everyone are welcome to come use it. For now it’s BYOW (Bring Your Own Weapon). Just to be clear, the name may say Shooting Range, ( Read more... )
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Inspecting the sign throughly upon his arrival after a quiet nod in greeting to the femme parked not far from it, the old mech's cygar perks between his widening lip components, helm tilted to the side.
"Notice it didn't say nothin' 'bout flirtin' with the owner." Kup reached out and tapped the boulder, amused gaze falling down on the femme. "Might wanna fix that darlin'."
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If it turns out to be a problem, rest assured that'll be the first thing I do.
*Gives a light laughs, gaze briefly flickering down to her gun's disassembled barrel as she finishes cleaning it. She then glances back up.*
So, thoughts so far? *Tilts her helm back in the direction of the shooting range.*
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Lips purse after he steps from the boulder, optics quietly sweeping over the range as his cygar juts out and upward. "Hnn. Not bad at all, darlin'. Needs some breakin' in though." Reaching slowly into subspace, he fetches his repaired rifle, letting it rest against his shoulder as he smile back at the femme. "Shall I, ma'am?"
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*Nods in approval at the gun.*
Nice one. Look's like a good, tough make.
*Does a quick once-over the place before puffing a sigh out of the corner of her mouth.* Ah, frag it. I may as well join ya. *Deftly reassembles her blaster back together before standing.* Like you said, the place needs breakin' in, after all.
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*A drive to clear his head had turned into a sort of excursion, exploring turns and making excuses not to go back home just yet... and after a few wrong turns and backtracking his way around, thoroughly lost and refusing to check his maps, he spies the boulder and its sign, rolling up close before transforming to read it, and takes a glance over towards Chromia and Kup. He nods politely, pulling his rifle from subspace and checking it over for a moment as he draws closer*
Hi Miss Chromia... Hi Kup... *Another glance around the range, shifting uneasily from foot to foot* Can I... um... practice here for a while...?
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Hey Bluestreak. *She inclines her helm towards the shooting points.* Go nuts. But ugh, no need for the "miss" ok. *Quirks a crooked grin.* It's a shootin' range. Not a ball.
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Kup smiled softly and tipped his helm at the younglin' on his way out. Shame he had to leave; His Bluestreak or not, he always liked the kid, and though he would never admit it, he missed him. "Hey kid. Sorry I can't stay and watch ya tear the range up, but maybe next time." The old mech flashed a wink, waving his hand as he set to transform. "Mind Chromia and be a good mech, alright?"
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*He ducks his head bashfully at Chromia's comment, scuffling his peds slightly on the ground as he nods. Kup's greeting left him a little disappointed, seeing the older mech leaving so abruptly, but he returned the mech's smile and nodded again*
Yes sir, Kup, I won't cause Chromia any problems, I promise, I'll be good, very good. I'll be on my best behavior, and I'll even try not to talk so much, I'll be so quiet she won't even know I'm here, I promise, I won't be a bother to her or anyone else, or, well, I'll certainly try not to be a bother and yeah, maybe next time, I think I'm a little out of practice after being here so long, I could probably use some pointers, if that's okay with you, but if it's not that perfectly okay because I know you're busy and Mi--ah.. Chromia's a great shot too and...
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*The ammunition chamber is emptied and the rifle set to rest against his shoulder, reminding himself to clean it when he gets home again, feeling far more relaxed and calm than he did when he'd first arrived. He offers a smile to Chromia and attempts to tip his helm the same way he'd seen 'Hide do, and even Kup, but it's awkward and he nearly hits himself, fingers clinking more loudly against his head than they should, only to be quickly tucked down against his side, fidgeting, then behind his back, then clutching the hilt of his rifle*
Th-thanks for letting me practice, Chromia ma'am. I really appreciate it and... heh... thanks for... what you said. I-It looks like my time's about up - your sign said half an hour, right? And I think I need to get back to the Shack before Sides and Sunny start wondering where I am. Maggie's already comm.ed me once out here, actually...
*He offers a hand out to her to shake, shifting awkwardly on his peds*
Thanks again... and it was nice to meet you, ma'am.
[ooc: Thankies <3 ( ... )
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No problem, fella. Good to meet you too. Better be seeing you around here again though. *Nods towards his gun with a tone of mock severity* No way I'm gonna watch skills like yours go to waste. 'Hide would never let me hear the end of it.
Drop by whenever you want, ok? If it's closed and your trigger finger's itching, just comm me and I'll open it up for ya.
*Gives another friendly wink and fist-tap to the arm*
Anyways, think I've nagged you enough for one day. I'll see you later Bluestreak.
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*He grins at her tone, tucking his rifle close with a sharp nod*
Yes Ma'am, Chromia Ma'am, feel free to track me down and drag me out to the range like 'Hide used to do if you like. The Shack's not hard to find and you're welcome to come visit whenever you like, after all.
*He glances around the range once more and looks back to her with a grin*
Maybe I'll bring the Lambos out with me - if I can, uh, 'wrangle 'em all together' for the trip. Might be nice to show off once in a grand while, after all... as long as I don't make a habit of it, right? And besides, I can always use the practice ( ... )
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Bring anyone you want fella. The more the merrier and all that.
*Offers a final parting wave, gaze returning to her weapon.*
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