http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/ (
carter-i-am.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2006-11-28 08:34 pm
Entry tags:
Gun Range, Tuesday Evening
After the world's most annoying conversation, Sam felt the need to shoot things. A lot of things.
So here she was, under her ear protection, blasting the hell out of targets with her 9 mm.
[ooc: Open to all, but she's not feeling overly social.]
So here she was, under her ear protection, blasting the hell out of targets with her 9 mm.
[ooc: Open to all, but she's not feeling overly social.]

no subject
which technically hasn't happened yet, Jack took himself off for another walk. Wandering past the range, the noise made him stop and look; the sight of Sam blasting the hell out of the targets drew him in.Making exactly zero attempt to be stealthy, he went to the locker, grabbed a 9 mm of his own and safety gear, and set up in the alley next to hers.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)