Roy: @Herbert "Partner, I barely know you. Beside, I'm putting my own hands down the line."
@Sandra "Watch. Just hope it works."
-*He twirls the revolver a few times before loads single round into the chamber. He takes aim and fires it with just one hand. To Sandra and Herbert, this xeno has experience handling handguns without his wrist wrecked from the recoil. The PB magnum hit the target, burrowed to be specific and is making ticking noises.*
edited 18th Jul '17 4:31:11 PM by MrKirb
-Finally, after skipping through a few combat scenes, Oliver eventually settles on a much more quiet patrol-
-Oliver looks back over the formation he and Wombat 3-2 have settled in as they move through a small Frontier city-
-Burly Constance, wielding a shotgun, has taken the front, with the rather generic-looking Marvin holding up the middle. Oliver himself is right behind Marvin, and the dark-skinned Anita carries up the back, her Longbow sniper rifle raised and sweeping for hidden marksmen-
Marvin: ...anyways, the point is this. You're getting good at this, Twitchy. Starting to come back with more and more ammo, shot groupings are getting more steadily on point...
Oliver: Damn, really? It's... it's hard to notice.
Constance: Course it is. You're in the middle of a warzone every time you shoot, you're too busy fighting to be able to care.
Marvin: Either way, you're doing good out there, kid. Once we get back to the Monaco I'm gonna submit a request for your penitence duty to be rolled over to active duty. You're a hell of a fighter, Oliver - you've found your nerve. You should start getting paid for it like the rest of us.
Oliver: I, uh... thank you, sir.
edited 18th Jul '17 4:48:25 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."—Herbert notices Albert—
@Albert: Heya shorty. We're just testing out our new fangled firearms. At least these two—
—He points at Sandra and Roy—
—are. Me? I'm just filling targets full of lead with my trust shotgun.
—He sets the safety to 'on' and slings it across his shoulder—
edited 18th Jul '17 4:53:28 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.-Places his Combat Shotgun, BB gun, Blackhawk, Hunting rifle, Railway Rifle, Short Sword, Shishkebab, a Tire Iron, and his grenades on the table- Albert: "I also have a Launcher, but no ammo for it." -All of the guns have the safety on and are unloaded-
edited 18th Jul '17 5:19:38 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.-As the squad travels along the roads they hear a thumping-
-A thumping that only grows closer and causes them to stop in the road-
Marvin: ...oh, SHIT! IT'S A TITAN, EVERYONE TO COVER!
-The squad splits, most everyone but Oliver heading off to the left, and Oliver heading to the right, as a fairly large robot
◊ turns a corner and notices them-
-Oliver barely gets into cover before several blasts of energy begin raking the building he's in, and he's forced to run off through the building to avoid being incinerated, but all the while the Titan just thumps onwards-
???: Stop running, you piss-drinking terrorist! You'll only die tired!
-As Oliver keeps running his radio crackles to life
Anita: What the bloody hell? Where'd that Ion come from! Command told us the city was clear of armor!
Marvin: I'm scanning the com-nets, looks like the IMC had an armored division stashed away!
Constance: That Ion's moving away from us - shit, OLIVER!
edited 18th Jul '17 5:21:06 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."—Herbert looks over Albert's arsenal—
@Albert: Impressive. Ya got any that are like this baby?
—He produces his pistol
@Albert: Unlimited ammo and fires laser rounds. Makes a bad day for any demons.
edited 18th Jul '17 5:25:35 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.

Eurybe: Well, I figured I'd get done target practice in.
-she throws her spear at one of the targets, and it quickly flies and skewers it-
-it then ends up flying back to her-