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trans_92010-01-07 09:35 pm
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Guns and Ammo [Closed]
Sokka had been thrilled that Kelly was willing to teach him more about how to use the strange things they called guns, especially if it meant being more useful to the crew on missions. Besides the fact that he got to spend some time with a fun new friend, guns were just a lot of fun to shoot. Noisy, dangerous and absolutely thrilling. He paused outside of Kelly's room, than pressed the small button that acted as a doorbell. He rocked back on his heels for a moment as he waited for her to open the door. Kelly had better be in there, or he just hoofed it over here for nothing!
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"Well, yeah. But I think it's good to be versatile. And since I have nothing but free time, I might as well get better with my weapons, right?" Sokka shrugged and picked up one of the SMGs, looking the weapon over. It looked like one of the rifles he'd used before, but smaller, almost like a miniature version of those larger weapons.
"But I do want to master the sword. I want to make Piandao proud of me. If I ever see him again..."
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"Definitely. Though I still recommend not spreading yourself too thin. Having a working knowledge of the weapons in the event that you're required to use them is advisable. But trying to master them all? Well, sure in time. But I'd start with one." She chuckled, picking up an SMG of her own. Sliding its magazine home, she easily spun the weapon before catching its grip.
"I'm sure he'd be plenty proud. And of course you'll see him again. D'you think I'd let these Ohm bastards really take it all away from us?"
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"Exactly." She smirked when he shook his hand like that. She wasn't all that solid. She was still made of flesh after all. Maybe he'd just hit a bone. That would probably explain it. Watching him take up his firing position, she cocked her own SMG and raised it, one-handed at the target, holding down the trigger until the magazine clicked empty, hardly batting an eye at the gun's report and recoil
This time, she didn't even need to pull her target in, the entire bottom half of it was missing.
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"That one was fun." He grinned.
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She couldn't help but grin at him. She couldn't remember ever having been so enthusiastic about her own gun training before. But then, maybe that was due to the way she'd been trained. Chief Mendez hadn't exactly made training a 'fun' experience, though she'd gloried in ever second of it. Once she'd gotten used to it anyway.
"Wanna see how you did?" She smirked, pulling in his target so they could get a good look at it.
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"I definitely need more practice..."
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She looked at his target. His groups were incrementally closer. But maybe he just need a little more help. Pausing for a moment, she tilted her head, before reloading her SMG and moving into his booth. "Here, let me help you a little."
She offered him the gun, taking up position behind him. Bending down, close to his ear so she could see what he saw, her arms came up around his, hands covering his to adjust his grip on the gun. "If you hold it like this, it'll be easier to control."
She spoke quietly, mindful of how close she was to his ear. What is this personal space of which you speak? Really, it wasn't something she would usually have done, but it was the most efficient way to teach him.
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Sokka felt his face grow a bit warmer as Kelly leaned over him, her hands guiding his. He swallowed nervously, then nodded. Think...Think of Suki. Think of what she'd do if you were thinking those kinds of thoughts. He closed his eyes, shook his head, than sighted down the weapon again.
"R-Right. Hold it like this."
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She leaned a little closer, completely missing his blushing as she sighted down the weapon along with him. The target at the end of the range seemed to jump out at her as she focused on it, her voice taking on a hushed tone as she spoke, as if she were telling him some sort of secret.
"Now squeeze the trigger, don't pull it. Remember to exhale as you fire, and keep your shoulders tensed to absorb the impact." A smile flickered across her face as she remembered her own gun training.
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"Squeeze the trigger. Don't pull..." He murmured, repeating her words. Okay. Focus on the firearm. Focus on the target. He took in a deep breath, focusing his mind to ignore all distractions, then slowly squeezed the trigger, sending a burst down the range. Then another. And another.
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She didn't pull her hands away, helping him keep the gun steady as he fired. Not to mollycoddle him, but so he could get the feel of what it should feel like to handle the gun the right way. If could remember that, he'd definitely have it easier in the future. When the magazine clicked empty, she slid the gun out of his hands, pulling the empty mag and setting it aside, before reflexively clearing the chamber and setting the weapon down, all this of course, done in one fluid motion.
She pulled the target in to show him his new groups, now much closer together and nearer the center of the target. "See? It's not so hard." She smiled ah him.
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"Awesome. I bet I'll have it down in no time, yeah?" He grinned at the taller woman, shifting his stance a little as they spoke.
"Thanks for your help..."
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"Definitely. Just keep practicing." She grinned at him in return.
"Hey, if it helps you survive out there? That'll be thanks enough."
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"We should do this again sometime."