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trans_92010-09-06 06:04 pm
shootingblancs) wrote in trans_92010-09-06 06:04 pm
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One shot, one... [Open]
Somewhere in the City, there is an impromptu target range set up at the edge of a park - targets draped over various types of available furniture and boxes. Otherwise, however? It looks completely deserted - there isn't a soul in sight.
If you're walking past, you may suddenly see an impact on one of the targets - a shot hits home just outside of the bulls-eye, kicking up fluff and dust as it pierces the target. Where's the gunman, though?
Michael exhaled as he released the trigger from his perch on the third floor of one of the abandoned buildings, checking his aim through the sight on his high-powered sniper rifle. He'd almost hit the bulls-eye. But almost wasn't good enough here. Especially not after Sheryl had been taken hostage by that lunatic - if something had happened to her, what would he have told Alto?
The next time anything like that happened again, he'd put a bullet between the guy's eyes before he could even finishing writing his threats on the comm system. He'd make sure of it.
He exhaled another breath as he returned back to his gun, putting his finger on the trigger, and taking careful aim...
...he fired. Hopefully, the eye-catching bullet-riddled targets would make it obvious enough for people not to run into his range.
If you're walking past, you may suddenly see an impact on one of the targets - a shot hits home just outside of the bulls-eye, kicking up fluff and dust as it pierces the target. Where's the gunman, though?
Michael exhaled as he released the trigger from his perch on the third floor of one of the abandoned buildings, checking his aim through the sight on his high-powered sniper rifle. He'd almost hit the bulls-eye. But almost wasn't good enough here. Especially not after Sheryl had been taken hostage by that lunatic - if something had happened to her, what would he have told Alto?
The next time anything like that happened again, he'd put a bullet between the guy's eyes before he could even finishing writing his threats on the comm system. He'd make sure of it.
He exhaled another breath as he returned back to his gun, putting his finger on the trigger, and taking careful aim...
...he fired. Hopefully, the eye-catching bullet-riddled targets would make it obvious enough for people not to run into his range.
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