Leadership/Outdoorsmanship, Gun Range, Thursday Morning

[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

Honor was already at the gun range when the students began filing in. Her principal guardsman, Andrew LaFollet, was two lanes down. Clad in protective eyewear, he stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, firing a flechette gun. For the moment, he seemed oblivious to the incoming rush of teenagers. Honor herself turned, removing her glasses and placing them next to the .45 caliber weapon on the counter.

"Good morning, everyone," she said with a slight smile. "Please make sure to sign in and then make your way over here."

She stood before several racks which had been set up, on which various firearms rested. Those familiar with firearms might have recognized the various .22 caliber pistols and rifles, flechette guns, as well as heavier weaponry, such as an MP5SD5, a P90, or an M16. Earplugs and eyewear were also available.

"Today, we're going to discuss firearms and firearm safety. For some of you, this is old hat; for others, this is new material. Given the serious nature of the weapons we'll be working with today, however, I expect full attention to detail." She leveled her gaze, making eye contact with each student. "Failure to do so will get you ejected from this session."

Satisfied that she had made her point, she launched into a lecture on gun safety rules. She then proceeded to take the time to demonstrate how each of the weapons operated; Andrew offered the demonstration on the operation of the flechette guns.

"You will get the opportunity to try each of the weapons. Please be aware of your environment, and your classmates. If you have any questions, please ask. Today, there is no such thing as a dumb question." She smirked. "Well, at least about the weaponry."

Honor then settled back and allowed the students to choose their weapons. She and Andrew kept a close eye on them, while making themselves available to answer questions as the students spent the allotted time practicing.



[OOC: OCD threads coming -- please wait for them. OCD threads up! Also, a zero tolerance rule is in effect: Have fun, but anyone horsing around will get kicked out of the workshop today, and might be assigned detention, depending on severity. If you *want* to get in trouble, drop me a line, and we'll take care of it. =) ]

Comments

Re: Discussion

[demonbelthazor]

Bel handled the weapons clumsily at first, unfamiliar with their use. He had his own built-in projectile weaponry, after all.

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Who are you going to hurt with that?" Claire asked, appearing at Bel's side.

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel grit his teeth. "This isn't the time or place for you," he said.

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"A gun is not a toy," Claire lectured. "Are you going to kill more witches like that girl from yesterday?"

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[demonbelthazor]

"I don't do that anymore," Bel said. "Shut up and leave me alone."

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi noticed Bel talking to himself.

"Hey Bel. How are you doing?"

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Be careful," Claire warned. "He might hurt you next."

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi doesn't hear or see the girl, though she does notice a drop in temperature when she approaches her friend.

She continues to smile at him as she awaits his reply.

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[demonbelthazor]

"Shut up," Bel growled again at Claire. To Pippi, he said, "I'm being haunted. By her." He jerked his hand toward where Claire was standing. Unfortunately, he used the hand that had the gun in it. Waving a gun around? Probably not a good idea.

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi looked at the empty space Bel had indicated.

"Ya, I'd heard about that. A bunch of us were looking for information about what's going on... Al and I tried to use my crystal ball last night."

She left out the part where Phoebe was there.

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[demonbelthazor]

"Did you find out anything useful?" Bel asked hopefully.

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean glanced over and saw Bel muttering to thin air. "Still having ghost problems, huh?"

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[demonbelthazor]

"You could say that," Bel said. He glared at Claire. "Wish I could just shoot her with this and have her go away."

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Regular bullets won't do much more than make most ghosts laugh at you," Dean advised. "Though a shot gun with shells full of rock salt..." He grinned. "That they don't like at all."

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[demonbelthazor]

"Really?" Bel said, intrigued. "Might have to try that on her. Maybe that would get her to shut up."

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't actually kill them -- or banish them or whatever you want to call it -- but it does usually make them go away for a while. Iron works on most of them too. Just be aware if you do go the rocksalt and shotgun route, that it doesn't make them any less insubstancial and you're going to hit whatever is behind them too -- walls, windows, people..."

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[demonbelthazor]

"What happens if you just throw a handful at a ghost?" Bel asked. "Will that do the same thing?"

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[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

Honor arched a brow at Bel, seeing him gesture with his weapon (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/920322.html?thread=46457090#t46457090). "Mister Turner, is there a problem?"

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[demonbelthazor]

"There's a ghost here I want to kill," Bel growled. Again.

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[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

"A ghost?" Her tone could only be classified as skeptical.

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[demonbelthazor]

"Yeah, right there." Bel gestured with the gun again. His finger was on the trigger and slipped a little, firing a bullet across the room. It passed harmlessly through Claire and buried itself in the wall.

Oops.

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[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

Andrew LaFollet shifted to protect his steadholder, but Honor held him back. Silently, she shook her head at him, looking directly at Bel. "I want you to empty the weapon as I demonstrated, Mister Turner, and I want you out of this range. You will be reported to the administration. I wouldn't make any plans for your Saturday."

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[demonbelthazor]

"It was an accident!" Bel protested, but seeing the look on Honor's face, he meekly complied, emptying the gun. Detention again. Great. He was starting to make a habit of it.

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[harringtongreen.livejournal.com]

He did well to comply, as anger boiled just beneath a cooler exterior. "Accidents get others hurt, Mister Turner. Simply because you are an unusual case does not mean that your classmates are as resilient or...similarly gifted. I suggest you ruminate over your lack of respect for them and for their safety."

Folding her arms across her chest, she used her head and eyes to indicate he should return his weapon to the table.

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel sighed and returned his gun to the table. Well, at least his ghost had detention, too. He wondered who was running it.

"I'll just go now," he said, his face flushing slightly with embarrassment.