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Firing Range, Wednesday after lunch
Pip is leaning against a weapons locker in the firing range, looking bored and wishing he had two hands so that he could light a cigarette.
Angel and his unnamed friend should be by soon.
[[OOC: Pip's here for Angel and whoever Angel's friend is, but anyone can use the range for their shooting things needs.]]
Angel and his unnamed friend should be by soon.
[[OOC: Pip's here for Angel and whoever Angel's friend is, but anyone can use the range for their shooting things needs.]]
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Logan loaded the crossbow and followed Pip's suggestions. The arrow hit near the heart of the target. Logan nodded. "That felt better."
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He stroked his chin. "You know what might work? Gas powered launcher. For arrows, I mean. It'd probably be expensive, but if you asked Tex, I'm sure she could find and or build something. I'm not sure it'd be finished in time for... whatever it is you guys are doing. Not that you're necessarily doing anything."
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