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Grace is standing on the backyard of one of the base, with a row of empty cans a few meters in front of her. She's been drawing, twirling her revolver, then sheathing it back, again and again, for a few minutes already.
Then at one point, after drawing and twirling her gun, instead of sheathing it back she fires at the cans. For every gunpowder explosion, a can always falls down.
She considers this for a while, taking a few deep breaths before doing it all over again.
She concentrates, and after drawing her gun she shoots. Moving with a blur, this time for every gunpowder explosion heard, two or three cans fall down.
She sheathes her gun then put her hand on her chin as she analyzes the wanton destruction of can-kind in front of her.
"...need more work."
Then at one point, after drawing and twirling her gun, instead of sheathing it back she fires at the cans. For every gunpowder explosion, a can always falls down.
She considers this for a while, taking a few deep breaths before doing it all over again.
She concentrates, and after drawing her gun she shoots. Moving with a blur, this time for every gunpowder explosion heard, two or three cans fall down.
She sheathes her gun then put her hand on her chin as she analyzes the wanton destruction of can-kind in front of her.
"...need more work."
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[Lured in by the noise, Sielje stares from a distance intently. Only after realizing what is going on does she approach.]
What are you doing?
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I understand you well. But, you make progress?
[She glances at the cans.]
In knocking these down.
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...can you really make money in Ankaia by knocking cans by the numbers?
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[Sielje seems to be considering this question seriously.]
I cannot say, Ankaia does not have money. There is trade but in goods - exchange of weaponry, Arms, trophies... almost only between knights and lords, not the common folk.
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[Sielje quickly paces forward.]
An Ankaian would react differently than a man of Earth. Seeing a talent in action, people of my land would react by trying to match it, not pay for witnessing it!
[Unless they declare it dishonorable, but let's not sweat the details.]
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[With damage control (hopefully) done, Sielje looks more composed.]
There is telling of past stories. Song, dance, various games... and contests. Contests are always popular.
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[The sudden defensive explanation seems to peter out for some reason.]
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*she sighs and sheathes her gun. Suddenly all the remaining cans explode at once.*
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How did you do that?
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...no seriously, it's magic trick. I put some remotely detonated firecrackers on each can.
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[Daniel doesn't say anything, but his disappointment can be felt in the air.]