dysproslogs | Target Practice [OPEN]

Who: Zoe and OPEN
What: Shooting stationary objects and doing chores
When: Flammedi, 21th of Rosefrucht
Where: Outside the Gazelle and Child and in the nearer environs to it
Rating: PG probably for mild space-western swearing

First on the list of things to do that morning: target practice. Zoe settled herself in at the shooting range beside the Gazelle and Chine, the side meant more for gunners than for rangers, and took aim again and again at the targets there. She needed to keep her hand in, when she wasn't going out targeting living things, and she hadn't enough rank-- or money-- for a horse of her own to go out with, so the moving target range wasn't available.

Plus, she kept trying to get the gun to change shape, like she'd been told it would do, but it so far stubbornly remained a shotgun. She favored shotguns, fair enough, but she sure did wish she could get a shape change in practice rather than out in the field some day when it would take her by surprise.

Then came an early lunch and walking out some of the horses that the more higher-ranked archers had taken out for the morning, and taking them back in to groom. At least that was an easy enough chore; she'd rather have that than mucking out their stables, which she did yesterday. Besides, that let her lead the horses around the nearby streets, and see who might be out and about. After a few weeks here without many friends, she was starting to open up at least a little and greet people.

Just a little, though.

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Upon the reveal that they could eventually dabble in different classes, with guild playing no restricting role, it was of course only natural that Hirato would put time aside for planning ahead by looking at his available options very, very closely. Today the target was the The Gazelle & Child, though in all honesty he wasn't quite certain if there would be any point in that. He'd never been the type to favor guns or similar weapons, after all, and her performance only served to cement that fact. No, no gunner was he, and thus it would perhaps be worthwhile to give this woman the time of the day.

It wasn't so much out of a desire to be kind as it was out of plain old boredom that he decided to reward her performance with a brief bout of applause´and thus reveal his presence.

Edited 2013-05-29 20:30 (UTC)

Zoe had been aware of him. It was hard to miss strangers wandering by and then stopping to watch for more than a shot or two. But when he announced himself, she paused to glance at him.

Then, a little amused at the applause, she dropped the gun barrel down, tucked the stock under her arm, and offered him a brief, slight Chinese bow, with her hands pressed together. It seemed appropriate. "Enjoyin' the show, then?" she asked as she straightened and hefted the shotgun again.

Well, well. It was always a little more fun to be around people who could play along and keep up; it happened all too often that he'd run into those whose attitudes could only be compared to brick walls. A fairly irritating sort of obstacle. But... Never mind that.

"It would be difficult not to enjoy a display of great skill."

Zoe's brows went up a little. Flatterer, huh? She didn't call him out on it-- yet, anyway-- she just inclined her head in acknowledgement. "Well, thanks. Guessin' you're at least a little familiar with these, then?"

If he was going to actually recognize a display of great skill, he'd have to be, or else he really was just flattering her.

[ a flatterer like few others, certainly, but in terms of combat and all things related he rarely utters things he doesn't mean. but of course to hirato it's perfectly acceptable to say earnest things in a manner that doesn't really come across as earnest.

familiar with guns and such? oh, yes. yes, he is. ]

To a certain degree. [ a thoughtful hum. ] It takes a steady hand and a focused mind to use a gun properly.

[Interesting. That is, in fact, Zoe's method. Some people just shot and hoped they got lucky. Not her. She eyes him with mild curiosity.]

Ain't that the truth.

[She slung the shotgun up against her shoulder, a more casual pose that also kept the barrel pointed away from anyone.]

Zoe Washburne. What's yours?

[ he's seen his fair share of people who think they're invincible as long as they're holding a gun, and he can say none of them left much of an impression. at least not a positive one. ]

My name is Hirato. [ a quick glance directed at her shotgun-- ] It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[Zoe took a few steps over to the edge of the shooting range to offer her hand.]

That it is. 'Specially since there don't seem t'be that many folk here who know their way around a weapon like this. 'Cept the other gunners, anyhow, not folk who were dropped off here like I was.

Target Practice [OPEN]

I AM HERE NOW wails

well hi there :D

sorry this took so long! i've been struggling a bit with prose lately. 8'(

if you'd rather go action, we can? my action mostly reads like prose with brackets anyway... XD

yes please ;w; bless you DANG PROSE BEING MEAN TO ME!!!!

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