Gunshow

[totallyhonest]

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."

Comments

[lostamigo]

You're better than I thought.

[totallyhonest]

Do you really think so?

[lostamigo]

Yes. This is much better shooting than your usual accuracy on missions.

[totallyhonest]

Wellll of course. I don't think this is good enough to make some money yet though.

[lostamigo]

It's enough to make money as a hired gun. You were thinking about something else?

[totallyhonest]

No, I'm actually thinking about traveling gun show of sort. Do you think people would find this entertaining enough for them to pay money for it?

[lostamigo]

Doubt it. People these days have more bullets flying around them than they'd want. And they don't have to pay for them at all.

[totallyhonest]

Okay.

*she sighs and sheathes her gun. Suddenly all the remaining cans explode at once.*

[lostamigo]

...

How did you do that?

[totallyhonest]

Eh? Magic of course.

...no seriously, it's magic trick. I put some remotely detonated firecrackers on each can.

[lostamigo]

...

[Daniel doesn't say anything, but his disappointment can be felt in the air.]