[ miles's grin sharpens and he adjusts his hold on the rifle, weighing it in his hands. ]
Projectile weapons. How quaint.
[ he turns swiftly to point it at the doubtlessly rigged targets and takes three carefully-aimed shots -- he's already a decent enough marksman, even if he's far more accustomed to energy weapons -- but the boost from wanda's powers certainly doesn't hurt. the bbs ping neatly off each target, knocking them back, and miles pulls back the rifle with a triumphant smirk, blowing off imaginary smoke from the top of the barrel. the person manning the game looks a little sour about it. ]
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Projectile weapons. How quaint.
[ he turns swiftly to point it at the doubtlessly rigged targets and takes three carefully-aimed shots -- he's already a decent enough marksman, even if he's far more accustomed to energy weapons -- but the boost from wanda's powers certainly doesn't hurt. the bbs ping neatly off each target, knocking them back, and miles pulls back the rifle with a triumphant smirk, blowing off imaginary smoke from the top of the barrel. the person manning the game looks a little sour about it. ]
I'd call that a victory, wouldn't you, Wanda?