http://anextimeagent.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2007-03-06 07:21 pm

Shooting range: early Tuesday morning

Tuesday. Jack had no classes. Even if he had, he wouldn't have gone.

The rules were posted --

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE.

-- and he had a line of clips laid out in front of him. Aim, empty the clip, eject it, slip in a new one, repeat ad infinitum.

His hands were starting to hurt, so was his shoulder, but he was still smooth and quick, completely lost in the action. Not thinking.

It was even better than drinking for blocking thought, and it came without the attendant stupidity.

[open, of course.]

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello, Jack," Irulan greeted, noting his posture something told her that it would be far more somber today than their usual interactions.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan searched his face and took another gun, she's become quite versed at slotting the bullets in. "How have you been?"

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
"The same," she said with a shrug, she took the ear muffs and the glasses, she checked the safety before assuming position.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan obeyed without qualm, it was unusual yes but she was used to this bit of teaching. And it was obvious something was bothering him.

She aimed for the target and fired repeatedly until the sound of gunfire drowned the silence and the tension she could feel emanating from Jack.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 10:02 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan stopped shooting when she heard Jack speak, she inclined her head, "Thank you." She put on the safety and reloaded her gun, she noted Jack's restlenss but didn't comment.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-06 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Her smile was genuine, "Yes, very much so."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Agreed," Irulan said with a nod and faced the paper target again. She was somewhat disappointed that Jack didn't seem more engaged.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan emulated Jack's movement and proceeded to shoot the target. Maybe she should go out and try to buy a new headdress. She wondered if Parker would mind accompanying her.

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan felt the squeeze and boy, it wasn't fair that she'd just fairly melted at both his kind words and his touch. Irulan flicked on the safety and fought off the blush and beamed at him, "Thank you."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan looked to her own target as well and smiled, "Breakfast sounds lovely."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan did so, took off her glasses and ear muffs and proceeded to cleaning the weapon. "Turtle has introduced me to cereals, they are strange but delicious."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled, hearing his chuckle, "Let us go then, you and I."

[identity profile] irulan-atreides.livejournal.com 2007-03-07 10:05 am (UTC)(link)
Irulan took his arm and followed him.