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fandomhighdorms2009-01-16 08:41 am
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Shooting Range, Friday Late Morning
Hannibal still had some clothes left in the form of an old pair of jeans and a worn long sleeved shirt but he would have worn his pajamas so he wouldn't miss this meeting. He'd gotten down to the shooting range early to get his gun out the weapons locker so he could both clean and load it.
He shot off a few rounds of his own, getting used to the feeling of it again before stopping and reloading. It'd been awhile since he'd practiced. His own fault, really.
After that, he sat down again and waited for Arthur to show up.
[Hannibal's here for that prince dude but the range is totally open!]
He shot off a few rounds of his own, getting used to the feeling of it again before stopping and reloading. It'd been awhile since he'd practiced. His own fault, really.
After that, he sat down again and waited for Arthur to show up.
[Hannibal's here for that prince dude but the range is totally open!]