fandomhigh | Firearms and You #4 (Monday, period one)

When the students file into the Danger Shop, they'll see it's been set up a bit differently today. The table with the sign in sheet and coffee are still in the same place but the range itself was different. Instead of paper targets there was a wide open space that looked like a graveyard at night.

"Good morning," John said. "Now that you've had a chance to try the more common types of guns, we're going to up the ante a little. Being able to shoot and hit a stationary target is one thing, but it's not a situation you're likely to face much outside of target practice. In the real world, if you ever need to use a gun, chances are it's going to be against something moving.

"Which brings us to today's assignment. Instead of shooting targets today, we're going to be playing shoot the zombie. Choose any gun and ammo you want -- for this assignment any will work on the zombies -- step up to the line and see how many zombies in the graveyard you can hit." He grinned wolfishly at them. "Who's going first?"

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as you wait your turn.

Turtle's watching everyone else carefully, in an effort to maybe sort of pick something up about...technique, or something, from the more experienced students.

Tannim smiled at her. "I like your hair," he said.

Distracted by all the guns, shooting, and wtf zombies, Turtle had actually, somehow, managed to sort of forget about the hair for a second. Until that moment, and she jumped a little, with a small intake of breath, hands immediately on her neck as if to hold the hair down and hide it. Then the blush started in and she nervously looked over at Tannim. "R..really?"

"Yeah, it looks kinda... sophisticated," Tannim said. "Why'd you decide to cut it?"

That was the second 'sophisticated' she'd gotten. Biting her lip against a grin, Turtle lowered her hands from her neck. She shrugged, giving her head a slight shake so that it would settle after being held down. That, and she still loved how it swished when she did that. "Well, y'know...thought maybe it was time for something new."

She paused, looking at him with a slight bit of wariness. "You really like it? You're not just saying that to be nice or so I don't kick you or anything?"

Not that she would kick Tannim anymore, unless he really was being a huge jerkface.

Tannim grinned. "Nah, you don't scare me. I have shin guards."

That got a laugh out of Turtle. "Very true! High quality ones, too, if I'm not mistaken." She bounced a little; she couldn't help it! Tannim didn't think the hair looked totally and completely stupid! She bit her lip again. "Awesome."

"Hey Turtle." Billy waved. "How's the investments?"

"Hey, Billy." Turtle waved back. "Not too bad. It's a seller's market at the moment, which is pretty exciting."

Billy didn't quite know what that meant. "Excellent, good to hear. Uh, when did you cut your hair?"

"Went to the hairdresser Saturday," Turtle answered with a nod, because that avoided the fact that she didn't cut it...

"It's nice." he nodded. He'd kinda liked the ponytail, but he didn't want to criticize. "Just felt like a change?"

Turtle shrugged idly. "Yeah, well, y'know..."

"Might be more comfortable in the summer." he suggested.

Turtle nodded. "Gets a lot warmer here in the summer than it does in Wisconsin, I'll bet."

"Probably yeah. These days it can get up to 100."

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