Guns and Dolls

[runmakitarun]

Makita is set up on the outdoor range. The RKG-41 is a bulky weapon. It's designed to survive a lot of abuse, and she's used it to beat people with before.

It also kicks like a mule. Makita's lack of expertise with the thing is pretty evident as she keeps shifting her stance trying to compensate. That and the merely mediocre aim she seems to have with the weapon.

There is an open case of 10mm ammunition on the ground nearby and an awful lot of spent shell casings around her feet. Her frown is a mixture of concentration and frustration. Too many of her shots are missing the target.

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[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

Makita carefully follows Goldy's directions, exhaling slowly and squeezing the trigger. She's so wrapped up in holding the weapon steady that when the gun kicks back (hard) into her shoulder she lets out a short yelp of surprise.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

The rifle's KRAK! resounds about the clearing. Goldy lets out a little snicker at Makita's reaction to the recoil, then smiles kindly.

"Are you okay there?"

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

When Makita looks up there's a grin on her face. "I like it."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

Goldy returns the grin.

"Good. Go ahead and finish the mag then, and we'll see how you did."

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

Makita works the bolt to chamber the next round, looks through the scope (remembering Goldy's admonition not to get too close), and fires. Then she does it again. And again. Then works the bolt, leans forward to site in, and pulls the trigger. It clicks.

She looks up with a frown, "Did I break it?" She's used to pistols and assault rifles and ridiculous amounts of ammunition.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"No, dear," the Fable says, smirking now.

"It only holds four rounds. Typical hunting rifle load."

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

There's a deepening frown on Makita's face, "You mean you have to stop and reload after only four shots?" When you're used to using half a dozen bullets per target, this seems like a pretty bad deal.

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Goldy admits, nodding. "But remember, this isn't a close-contact mass-killing weapon. Often there's only one primary strategic mark for the sniper. One or two rounds should be all you need in that scenario."

"Additionally, if you are situated and camouflaged properly, it's unlikely that you'll be compromised by the targets for a while. There's nearly always time to reload."

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

After a moment to ponder that Makita nods. "Okay, yeah. That makes sense." Then she frowns again, "Assuming I can hit anything, anyway."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Well, let's see," Goldy replies.

She waits for Makita to get up and shoulder the weapon, then leads the way down the break to the target trees. The results aren't too bad: there are three hits in the outer rings of one target. Presumably, her first shot escaped into the woods beyond.

Goldy nods approvingly and claps her student on the shoulder.

"That's not bad at all for a first attempt. Well done."

[runmakitarun.livejournal.com]

Makita half-grins back, "But not good enough, right? This... could take a while."

[3rdtimelucky.livejournal.com]

"Three kills out of four is outstanding to be honest. So don't you worry," Goldy assures her. "With first results like that, I'll make a markswoman out of you in no time."

All smiles, she's starts heading back to the shooting log.

"Come on. Let's go again."