The Range - Friday Morning

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Balthier handwavy checked out his precious gun from the office and headed down to the range; it was comforting to have the familiar weight at his back again. Removing the shotgun from him back, once he was there, he began tenderly cleaning the antiqued surface of any strange or foreign fingerprints.

Satisfied that it was clean, the pirate stood his ground, held the gun out in his strange one-handed stance and began firing to his heart's content.

[Open for anyone who wants to come down to do their own thing, or just watch Balthier be burly with his firing.]