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Shooting Range, Friday Afternoon
Friday, November 3rd, 2017 12:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
misshapen_spark Yang was booooooooored. And, quite frankly, punching things only once a week instead of every day? Was not working for her.
Which was how she'd found her way to the shooting range, and was busy setting up some of the moving targets. She had her toolbox with her, as well as everything she needed to make her ammo. Look, if Fandom was going to be boring -- aside from Tuesday when she'd been some kind of Faunus or something? -- then Yang was going to out-weapons-nerd Ruby and ramp her beloved Ember Celica up to eleven. When in doubt, take care of your weapons and be prepared. And if she could put a little more punch into her shots with some fine-tuning, so much the better.
The targets started moving, and Yang took her place on the firing line, gauntlets sliding over her hands. "Okay, ladies, let's rumble."
[OOC: Open range, open post!]
Which was how she'd found her way to the shooting range, and was busy setting up some of the moving targets. She had her toolbox with her, as well as everything she needed to make her ammo. Look, if Fandom was going to be boring -- aside from Tuesday when she'd been some kind of Faunus or something? -- then Yang was going to out-weapons-nerd Ruby and ramp her beloved Ember Celica up to eleven. When in doubt, take care of your weapons and be prepared. And if she could put a little more punch into her shots with some fine-tuning, so much the better.
The targets started moving, and Yang took her place on the firing line, gauntlets sliding over her hands. "Okay, ladies, let's rumble."
[OOC: Open range, open post!]