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Girls with Guns [Wednesday after classes]

"I know you're all familiar with them by this point, but I'm still going to talk about pistols today." She drew the one from her shoulder holster. "Pistols are small, portable, and quite deadly. They don't have the range of a rifle, or even an SMG, but it turns out that most firefights take place at ranges so short that a pistol is plenty effective. The low weight, quick handling, and ease of concealment mean that no matter what else you're carrying, you might as well carry a pistol too."

"Yep. That's pretty much it. I won't bore you with all the reasons some people prefer them as primary weapons. Suffice to say that for quite a few situations a pistol is the best choice."

Triela grinned. "So it's a good thing you're learning to use them, huh?"

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Well, of course Algren was there. And he'd even borrowed one of Triela's pistols to do some shooting of his own. Bullseye. Bullseye. Bullseye. Eventually, he'd get around to replacing the pistol that he'd tossed to the ground in the woods in Japan, months ago.

Oh, and he was keeping an eye on the students, of course.

"I didn't realize you were so proficient with a pistol," Triela told him. Though... she really should have.

Algren lowered the gun, glancing sidelong at her and smirking at that, bemused.

"Apparently, I'm just full of surprises," he replied.

"Apparently." She sounded amused. And... fond?

Algren smiled faintly, almost smugly, even, before raising the gun and emptying the last few shots into the bullseye as well.

"Now I'm curious what exactly you were expecting of me, Triela. I didn't earn a Captain's rank by being a terrible shot, after all."

"Competence," Triela allowed. "But you're more than competent." She shrugged. "I always thought of you as a rifle specialist."

"I'm Cavalry," he replied, shaking his head. "I can fire a rifle from atop a horse, certainly, but when you're trying to reign in an animal while you're being shot at, a pistol does wonders."

As opposed to trying to steer a horse with, say, your knees?

"Ah. I hadn't considered that," Triela admitted.

"Shooting a stationary target from a standstill is far simpler than firing shots from horseback at a moving target that happens to be trying to kill you," Algren mused, moving to re-load the pistol. "It stands to reason that I'm a good shot, here in the range."

He was actually an exceptional shot, here in the range. As well as in battle. As well as when he was too drunk to stand without wobbling in place.

It was a Thing.

"Point." Triela cocked her head. "Maybe we'll have to see each other in action sometime?"

"I suppose on an island like this, it's only a matter of time before something else happens that will require people to take arms again," he noted. "It's entirely possible that we'll get that opportunity."

He was going to leave out the fact that at this point, he was more likely to take up his sword, as opposed to trying to scrounge up a pistol and a horse.

"Yeah. That's the way things are here."

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