A blast echoed throughout the area. It caused the birds and other wildlife to scatter. The dirt crunched under his foot as he changed his position slightly. The blaster settled easily into the holster at his thigh, his hand slipping away from the grip of the gun. One of the girls approached carefully, presenting the dark form with a long barreled rifle. He took it from her with one hand and rewarded her diligence with a gentle caress across her cheek. As she stepped back he pulled the rifle up and positioned the butt of the rifle against his shoulder. Auburn eye stared down the barrel, lining up his target.
As he studied the target, one of the newer girls asked quietly asked why he practiced with ranged weapons if he commanded such power. Befor the other girl could respond a series of shots were released as the trigger was squeezed. There was little deviation in the grouping of the shots that landed on the target nearly 5 kilometers away. "Master practices those things that have proven useful over the years of his carrer. He is a talented marksman with or without his power." Another grouping of 5 were completed with a squeeze of the trigger. "He can also demonstrate those weapons to his buyers what they are capable." Another series was released before the rifle was removed from his shoulder. The girl who had been instructing took the rifle from him when he offered it to her, she responded with slight bow as she took the rifle towards the table he had laid them out on.
"Not to mention," He began as he approached the girl, "I have the occiasional opportunity to practice live fire." As he spoke, two girls appeared around the target, removing it from its space. It revealed a nude girl hanging there, with several groupings around her torso, none of them fatal, but the girl was unconcious. "While some are not always on the mark, I always am." He turned on a heal, heading towards the target down range as the girls laid the "target" on the ground.
The girl learning could only swallow hard as she looked at the weapons on the table. "Anything could become a weapon in the master's hands," the the instructor pointed out, as she began cleaning up the work station.
As he studied the target, one of the newer girls asked quietly asked why he practiced with ranged weapons if he commanded such power. Befor the other girl could respond a series of shots were released as the trigger was squeezed. There was little deviation in the grouping of the shots that landed on the target nearly 5 kilometers away. "Master practices those things that have proven useful over the years of his carrer. He is a talented marksman with or without his power." Another grouping of 5 were completed with a squeeze of the trigger. "He can also demonstrate those weapons to his buyers what they are capable." Another series was released before the rifle was removed from his shoulder. The girl who had been instructing took the rifle from him when he offered it to her, she responded with slight bow as she took the rifle towards the table he had laid them out on.
"Not to mention," He began as he approached the girl, "I have the occiasional opportunity to practice live fire." As he spoke, two girls appeared around the target, removing it from its space. It revealed a nude girl hanging there, with several groupings around her torso, none of them fatal, but the girl was unconcious. "While some are not always on the mark, I always am." He turned on a heal, heading towards the target down range as the girls laid the "target" on the ground.
The girl learning could only swallow hard as she looked at the weapons on the table. "Anything could become a weapon in the master's hands," the the instructor pointed out, as she began cleaning up the work station.