Shooting Range, Sunday Afternoon

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He hadn't slept last night. There were new sounds, people moving and he'd been twitchy, ready to pop off at the next person who came close to him. He was stuck in a fucking crazy house with monkeys and people who thought they new him.

No one knew him. He didn't know himself. His life had been a lie. He was trying to map out the truth, cut out a real life but now he was stuck in a place where he was fucking alone.

Fuck. He missed Fox. He missed getting beat on. At least that had been familiar.

Eventually, he'd found the weapons locker, found a gun and found the gun range. This is what he needed. He set up the targets, put on the required safety equipment before taking a few straight shots to get a feel for the gun. And then, he started curving bullets into the target.

He started feeling better immediately. Fuck the world. He wasn't gonna fucking lay down.

[Totally open! Come on, I had to get the bending bullets bit in SOME TIME.]

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Adora had been finding more and more to be concerned about with the unannounced influx of new people. When she saw the shooting range in use, she simply had to investigate.

She found much more than she'd expected. "Amazing!"

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Wesley looked over at the noise, eyes scanning, detailing and coming up empty on this person's identity.

"It's just shooting." He knew what she was referring to. "Anyone can do it."

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"I've never seen a weapon like that before," she told him. "We use stun rifles on my world." His bullets looked like they could do some serious damage.

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"You've never seen a gun?" Wesley asked, pointing it towards the ground and looking at her oddly. "What rock have you been living under?"

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Adora blinked. "I live on the third floor. I don't know if there are Rock People on the fourth, but its entirely possible."

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"Riiiiight," Wesley said, staring at her and labeling her crazy. "Did Sloan send you?"

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What a curious boy, asking so many questions about her in such a strange manner. "Noooo, I was sent by the Sorceress. I am Adora, pardon me for failing to introduce myself before. It's difficult to recall who I've met with so many people around."

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"Wesley." He didn't stop watching her and didn't comprehend half the gibberish coming out of her mouth. "Are you straight out of a fucking fairy tale?"

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"Fucking fairy tale?" Adora repeated slowly as slight redness spread across her cheeks. "No, there's really no fucking in my tale. But there are fairies if that informs you." How Adora missed her enchanted little friends.

"What sort of hunting do you do with that sort of weapon, Wesley?" Maybe there were massive bear in his world.

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"Who said I hunted?" he asked sharply, turning to look at her. Maybe she did know who he was, using that word and all.

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"No one," Adora said, eyes getting a little defensive even as her voice remained calm and serene. "I simply presumed that you were a hunter based on the damage your weapon seems capable of inflicting. That's not something a creature could survive."

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"You assume too much," Wesley said sharply. "That will get you killed."

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Adora was taken aback. "How is that going to get me killed? Are you going to kill me?"

She could tell this was going to be one of those days where she wished she'd transformed as soon as she got out of bed.

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"You're not on my list," he retorted, fixing her with a cold glare. "People are presumptive will, at one point, make the wrong assumption and that will get them killed."

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"You have a list?" Adora asked, finding this boy curiouser and curiouser.

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"No." He'd slipped up, let the anxiety get to him. "I don't have a list."

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"But you just said I wasn't on your list," Adora pointed out. "I think you're trying to confuse me here, Wesley."

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"You misheard me," Wesley decided, turning back to the target and curving another bullet down the range and into the target. "It happens."

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And Adora was back to wow, but this time her amazement was mingled with a sharp sense that he was not right.

"Yes. Not that I'll be able to hear anything again." Someone needed earplugs.

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Wesley didn't apologize but he did stop shooting once he'd realized that she'd spoken.

"You should have read the safety rules before coming in here."

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"Safety rules?" Adora asked, massaging the side of her head with one hand. "I saw no rules!" Okay, maybe she hadn't looked.

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"It's a shooting range, they're legally obligated to post the rules," he said and pointed to the large sign.

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"Oh!" Adora gasped reading over the large print. "I must have been distracted!" Yes, by Wesley's hot ass.

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"It happens," he said dryly, shaking his head. "You were more concerned with making assumptions about my job."

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"I was concerned with your strange attitude," Adora told him. "You hold yourself like an agent of the Horde!"

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"Horde?" Wesley stopped all movement. Rival organization, perhaps. She was an insider. "What...is a Horde?"

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"An evil organization intent on conquering worlds. Sound familiar?" Adora had been an insider. She understood all too well what it was like to be trapped by such a group.

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It did but he would never admit that.

"No. Has it succeeded?"

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"The Rebellion and I hold them at bay," Adora told him. "I can't imagine if they possessed weapons such as yours."

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"Where the fuck are you from?" Wesley asked. "Local asylum?"

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"I'm not from the fuck," Adora replied slowly, thinking they had covered this already. "I'm from Etheria."

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If he hadn't already had a headache, she'd have given him one.

"Is that in fucking Canada?"

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Adora was starting to wonder about his use of that word. Was nothing standard?

"No, it's another planet." She looked him over in wonder. "But I'm getting the impression you don't want to hear about that."

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"Of course," he said and rubbed his forehead with the butt of the gun. "This place is fucking insane."

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"It's not insane, it's Fandom," Adora explained. "It took me quite some time to get used to it."

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"It's insane," he insisted. "And I need to fucking leave it."

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"Isn't insanity relative?" Adora replied. "You'll get used to it."

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"Do you always ask so many questions?" Wesley asked.

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"Yes, but usually people answer them," Adora realized. "Huh."

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"I don't like questions from strangers," he said. "Huh."

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Todd picked up a weapon and started firing at the target, first with one hand then the other. He was almost inhuman in his speed and his accuracy was good.

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Wesley looked over, spared a moment's glance at the other person in the range before he dismissed him and went back to what he'd been doing before.