captain_jtkirk: (pound it pike)
James T. Kirk ([personal profile] captain_jtkirk) wrote2013-05-30 06:45 pm

.003 - mass comminique here

Well that didn't take long.

Derek, let's talk.



[Private to Vesper and Bond separately]

Thank you.

[Private to Bruce]

So where's my apology?

[Private to Ivy]

Nice.

[Private to Spock, Prefect, and Shego separately]

You make it through the port okay?

[He slept, for the record.]

lastrat: (we haven't won and if we win)

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[personal profile] lastrat 2013-06-02 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
I'll meet you at the firing range.
lastrat: (turning on a dime)

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[personal profile] lastrat 2013-06-04 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Obviously it's a great idea. His Walther is still holstered, but he smiles juuust a little when he sees the phaser because omg that looks hilarious.]

Ever been in here before?
lastrat: (by the merciless eyes I've deceived?)

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[personal profile] lastrat 2013-06-07 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gestures to the door so that Kirk will let them in, and shrugs lightly.]

I'd say it's fairly standard, but I'm not sure what passes for standard in your time. Stationary and moving targets, paper with target rings.
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[personal profile] lastrat 2013-06-12 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[He will always find the locks here incredibly frustrating and unbearably stupid, but he pushes the door open and holds it for Kirk.]

Just poorly equipped. I've been asking after a full bore range. [His shrug says he's not expecting it even remotely. Inside, he pulls his Walther out, turns off the safety, checks the clip, and glances at Kirk's phaser.]

Here, [he says, holding the gun out butt first for the other man to take.] Sights are on the top, align these two points. [He gestures to the spokes at the top of both ends of the gun.] And squeeze the trigger, don't jerk it.

[He leaves it at that; it's not like Kirk's inexperienced, and he really hopes their weapons aren't that different.]
lastrat: (arm yourself)

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[personal profile] lastrat 2013-06-13 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[If they didn't have some common ground and James didn't have a small armory in his room, yes, it could be a very, very bad idea. Fortunately, James isn't planning on shooting either of them, so he turns the phaser over in his hands, getting a feel for it and yeah, it's not that different. He can work with this.]

Useful, [he says dryly.] It'll be slightly messier if you shoot yourself. [Just drawling that because duh, but he keeps himself entertained.

Going to the shooting stall or whatever the hell they're actually called, Bond raises his arms in a shooting stand, left hand gripping the butt of the phaser, right poised on the trigger.]
It's light.

[Then he says nothing, just zeroes in on the target like a proper marksman, keeping his limbs still, locked, muscles in his hand tightening until he squeezes the trigger and gets a solid bullseye in the center of the paper target.]