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Gun Club, noon

Parker posted the rules and opened up the club.

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE

[limited ocd ~~going~~ up. At work, back around 5pmEST]

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Turtle was there, but she was just sort of holding her gun nervously (after checking it fifty million times to make sure it was empty and that the safety was on) and watching everyone as if perhaps seeing other people shooting crap would make her feel better about shooting crap herself.

It wasn't working.

Eeeeeep.

John walks past Turtle, going to swap guns, and does a double-take.

Never one to miss a double-take, Turtle glared a little at him. Yeah, she was joining gun club. What was it to him? If he had any problems with it, he could take it up with her foot in his shin.

John looked at her, and the gun, and her, and the gun, and how she was so not comfortable holding it. He raises an eyebrow and makes a little gesture with his non-holding-a-gun hand. He does the guy nod to ask if she wants to follow him out of the actual range and talk where people aren't actually shooting.

With a heavy, reluctant sigh, Turtle followed.

"When'd you get that? And where?" John asked, getting his ammo case out full of guns to put his handcannon away for later cleaning after talking to ShinKicker in the relative quiet. "Ever shoot before?"

"Mr. Deadpool got it for me, for my birthday," Turtle said, defensively. "And I haven't. That's why I'm here." There was a pause. "Parker said I could come...."

"Hey, Shortstack, I'm not questioning your permission to be here. I'm questioning your ability to be here," he said, not rudely. For John. "You want lessons? Tips?"

"I...don't know yet," Turtle said truthfully with a frown. "I...don't really want to learn, but I know it could be...good for me." And she didn't want to have Mr. Deadpool disappointed in her. But John didn't need to know about that.

"Well, standing up at the line holding that thing like it's gonna bite you isn't gonna help," he said. "You wanna learn how to use it? From me?"

"I said I don't know yet! Geez, back off. I'm just here to get the feel of things. For all I know, this thing'll go back and collect dust in the weapon's locker."

"Turtle? You should learn to use it. Not marksman, but use it. How to take care of it. Because there could come a time where you may need it, and if you don't know how to use it, you could miss. It could explode. It could be worse than if you didn't have it," he said quietly, completely serious.

"I know," Turtle pouted, really not appriciating the lecture. "I know it's a good thing to know how to use, but that doesn't mean I'm comfortable with it. I don't wnat to ever have to use it, and I don't like guns."

"That's a very respectful attitude to have."

He sighed. "Look, I may not be the best guy here to give you advice, teach ya how to use it, but I'm available if you want it. Or Parker. She'd probably glare less. Or more. Never know."

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