monomachy: idolatry @ dw (centuries)
∂ιαиα ([personal profile] monomachy) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2017-07-15 10:46 pm

my queen got machine gun hips

Who: Diana & Tex.
When: 12 July.
Where: Shooting Range, Kauto R1.
What: Diana learns how to use yet another weapon.
Warnings: N/A

The journey to the first region of this planet had been more harrowing than Diana had expected--she's never experienced public transport before. The rail system had been crowded with panicked people, and though Diana had been able to speak with and calm a few of them, the sheer number of refugees had been overwhelming. By the time she departs the EN-Line, she is eager to distract herself from the chaos around her.

Or at least enter a new kind of chaos.

She checks the location that Tex had sent her on the strange little TAB, and finds her way there with little delay. She stops, of course, to aid where she can--lifting boxes of supplies, fending off potential thieves from a small grocer, breaking up a fight or two--but she knows it is not enough. If the strange mimic creatures are allowed to run amok, the situation will only become worse. She's changed into her training clothing, knowing that she will be in a better condition to learn by doing so. The garb makes her feel closer to home, where she had first learned how to use weapons in the Amazonian way. Though she is about to learn man's way of fighting, she still feels it is appropriate to dress for a traditional training session. She hesitates only briefly before entering the building, and scans the area for her soon-to-be teacher.
a_shadow: (I'm listening)

[personal profile] a_shadow 2017-07-16 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Tex has arrived slightly ahead of schedule, two rifles slung over her back and a handgun on each hip—a .22 and a .45. As promised, she has stripped off her helmet and arranged for them to use two lanes in the shooting gallery.

When Diana enters the shop, Tex indicates that is the person they're waiting on to the clerk with an incline of her head. The armor she's wearing is much more bulky than what Diana has chosen to wear. This doesn't bother her, though—with current event she sees no reason to take risks when headed out and about.

"Diana," she calls, and prepares to lead the way into the shooting range.
a_shadow: (Explaining)

[personal profile] a_shadow 2017-07-16 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"You don't need to trip over yourself thanking me, I'm not going to renege."

She goes in to the head of the first lane she's renting for this and pulls the .22 off her hip.

"First thing I'm going to show you is how to load it," she explains. "Once you're done firing, you'll pull out the clip and disassemble it."