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Gun Club, early

After sending out a ~~handwavey~~ email that Gun Club would be an hour early today, Parker set up the range, posted the rules, then went back to wanting to chew her nails about Teal Dear's last concert.

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]

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Luke was there with his blaster, of course, taking careful aim at his target and bulls-eying every time.

Show-offy Jedi type.

"That ray gun's a lot different than the last one I saw." Billy commented as he looked for an open range.

"Blaster," Luke corrected. "Mine's probably different technology."

"Blaster. Got it. Sorry about that. I don't think Ray Gun was the term Naomi uses either. There much of a recoil on that thing?"

Luke shook his head, then looked down at the blaster. "You a good shot?" he asked.

"I'm pretty good yeah. I see you are too."

Luke smiled. "Where I lived, you didn't really have a choice not to be," he said.

He handed Billy the blaster. "Want to try?"

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! "Sure, thanks." Billy said calmly, taking the blaster. "Any settings or anything? Safety?"

Luke gave him a thorough run-down of how the blaster worked, ending with "basically it's point and shoot."

Billy lined up the shot, and fired. The weight of the weapon was different than he was used to, and with little recoil, he hit a bit below where he'd been aiming.

"Wow," he said, impressed. "Do these ever run out of ammo, or energy?"

"It takes a while for that to happen," Luke said with a smile.

"Can I try again?" Billy asked, sure he could do better next time. "So what's going on in your world that you have to be such a good shot?"

"Originally, it was to fend off Sand People," Luke said, "then it was to stop getting shot at by Stormtroopers."

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"Show-off," Z said good-naturedly between targets. Hey, at least she was consistently hitting the targets now.

Luke smiled. "Lots of practice," he said. He turned to look at her. "You okay? Yesterday's class was...kind of a lot pointless."

...and that would be a shot going completely wild and possibly hitting someone else's target. "I. Um. Did I ever tell you about Jack?"

Luke tried to remember. "Was he the one who turned down becoming a Ranger?"

"Yeah. I left him. In jail. They were gonna put him in tiny card jail. I mean, they did put him in tiny card jail. I was just...gone by then."

Luke was sympathetic. "I'm sorry, Z," he said quietly. "I talked to him after class and got blown off and called a drama queen." He frowned. "Jackass."

Z steadied her hands and fired at the target again. "At least it's over now."

"Thank the Force for it," Luke muttered. "What kind of strategy is 'run away' anyway?"

"The kind that never really works," Z said. "I've done a lot of running away, and believe me, your problems always come back or get worse. Or? You get arrested."

"Both of which aren't my favorite choices," Luke agreed. "I prefer confronting things head-on. I've only almost gotten eaten a few times using that strategy."

"And you haven't actually gotten eaten," Z mused, "so clearly it's working."

"Exactly!" Luke said, grinning. "And only a little electrocuted that last time."