At the Firing Range

[littleluck.livejournal.com]

Domino wanders over to the range, waving idly to Aeryn as she drops her backpack on the ground and goes to retrieve her gun from storage. She takes the glock out of its case, checks it over, and begins doing some light target practice. It's a good thing she bought plenty of ammo.

[OOC: Class let out early (yay!) so here I am, though response time may be rendered sluggish depending on what I'm doing elsewhere.]

Comments

[littleluck.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. An expert in Zombie mathematics and annoying customers, then? *grins*

Nice shot. You can borrow mine if you want. I need to finish my coffee, anyway. Hard to do that *and* shoot.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

More like "fighting sieges against" than math, usually. Though Me Plus Boomstick Equals No More Deadite does me just fine, too.

Can't drink and shoot at the same time, huh? Want to make a bet on that?