<> << We find Kat at the shooting range! She's shooting things. Possibly well! >> << Then along comes Vera, who is at the very least tipsy. Let's see what happens! >> (Possibly my mother's sainted foot!) << Minisession start! >> * Vera wanders into the range. She looks at Kat, looks at the targets, finds a gun, and walks p to the line. * Katherine is at the shooting range, displaying exactly why she's a fucking freak with a gun, squeezing off shots in a regular rhythm and hitting the target every time. (She currently has to roll a 14 to fail. I think a shooting range is no trouble. ^_~) * Vera stumbles a bit, then lifts the gun, and squeezes off a shot. It strikes dead in the center of a target. She blinks once, then says, "Day-um! I'm awesome." ( Ok, I'm not that awesome :P ) ( I'm assuming these are those big energy rifles? ) (Hee. Note that you don't get the -2 'yet'. And AFAIK, yep.) ( Oh. >.> ) ( Ok... ) ( In that case I shoot even better :P ) (Heh.) * Katherine stops and turns to the side, and says dryly. "Hey, Vera." ( I'm not uber like Kat, though. I only hit on 11 or less ;_; ) (Kat cheated.) * Vera looks at Kat and blinks. "Oh, hey. Didn't see ya." * Katherine eyes Vera the blinky-girl. "Dunno how you can miss me. Are you that used to energy rifles, or just really lucky? Awesome. Whichever." ( Wait, are they the rifles or not? :P ) (They're 'two-handed light'.) ( Ok, I misread ) ( In that case, no, I suck :P ) (S'Ok.) (Everyone gets lucky!) Let's find out. * Vera fires again, missing. "Nope, just luck." * Katherine smiles a little. "Shame." Small pause. "Are you plugged...why do I even ask? Of course you're not plugged in." Plu-wuh? If you're askin' if I'm drunk.... hell yeah. * Katherine snorts. "Not what I meant, but that's what you get for taking the whole bottle. Christ." Small pause. "Is there any left?" She seems sorta hopeful/expectant. * Vera holds up the bottle (she just happens to have it with her) and shakes it. There's at least half a bottle there. "Yeah, they got a bar. Dun worry 'bout it." * Katherine chuckles faintly and says, "Well, how about I tell you about what that TSM jack of yours can do, and I get a slug of the burning stuff?" Sure. Plenny to go around. * Katherine nods annd reaches over to take the bottle while saying, "There's a cord on the back. If you feel like plugging it in, it'll help you out on aiming. It's a damn neat system, but you probably don't care about the details." I know Leo's eyes sorta glazed over. Can't blame him. * Vera pulls the cord out. "Eww." * Katherine smirks slightly. "Yeah, I know none of you are the TSM type, but it'll help. Your calls, though." * Vera shrugs. "May as well." ( I sure hope one of you are logging. ) ( Not me @_@ ) (I am.) ( Okay. 'Night. ^^ ) (Sleep well, not-Yu-Mei.) ( Thanks. ) * Robin (Yu-Mei@ACD1C0D4.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Quit: WHEE! XD) * Katherine nods and takes a quick slug of the alcohol, making the traditional, "Space Jesus, it's burning my throat" face. "Ugh. Whoo. Thanks." * Vera snickers. "Good schtuff, huh?" Well, could be worse, but alcohol's all the same in the end. (When you plug in, you see a targetting reticle wherever the gun is pointing.) (Giving you the -2) * Vera plugs it in, and lights up. "Awesome. 'S like a game almost." * Vera aims at a target and fires. "Bang! Heheh." She hits it. * Katherine blinks, then says slowly, "Sort of, yeah. Was never much for games. Get enough of it normally." * Katherine chuckles as she eyes her holding of the gun. "At least I don't have to tell you how to hold a gun." * Vera aims again. "Darn tootin'." So, you shoot stuff often? * Katherine looks down-range and squeezes a shot herself. "Uh? Well, damn often recently, but you know that." Another shot. "I was on a 'taking a break from shooting things' vacation before Sangria-Beltane." Why would a cyber designer need to shoot things, right? * Vera nods. "Makes as much sense as an author." * Katherine snickers. "Yeah. I don't know what the hell is up with Ian." * Katherine pick up the alcohol again and takes another hit, since Vera didn't lunge for it. "Not complaining, though." * Vera does take it when Kat's done. "Well, you can guess why I gotta gun. How 'bout you?" * Katherine frowns slightly, and doesn't respond immediately. * Katherine finally answers, "Remember, the TC Gang people? That's what I call 'really fucking needing to know how to shoot a gun'. Am I right?" * Vera nods as she takes a shot. "Yeah." Hiy! ( Hit ) * Katherine nods. "What about 'em?" * Katherine takes another hitting shot, then says, "What do you mean, what about them? Remember? Came to kill us in Red NYC?" Yeah. Red NYC. * Vera fires again. "Not TC." * Katherine rolls her eyes. "Haven't you ever heard of gang colors? They were from TC." No, actually. * Vera takes a drink. "I haven't." * Katherine smirks and opens her mouth, then pauses when she says she hasn't heard of gang colors. * Katherine then shrugs and takes another shot. "Uh, yeah. Doesn't really matter, since the Concordat shot them to little bloody pieces." Guess not. How's the TSM feel? Better? It's weird. Like this vibrating thing in my spine. * Katherine huhs. * Vera shrugs and fires again, on target. "But it works." * Katherine then snickers. "Sure that's not just the aftereffects of a half-bottle of Vodka?" * Vera snickers. "If you're right, I better drink more, 'cause damn I'm a good shot right now." She fires and hits! * Katherine rolls her neck and then licks her lips. "Nah, on second thought, must be the TSM." We have that front lines duty in less than a couple hours. The less blasted you are the better. No. The less blasted YOU are, the better. Me, I ain't felt this good since I got here. * Katherine blinks before saying, "Well, you got the bottle, so, uh, the me getting blasted plan is out. Unless you want to fight for it." She chuckles a little and murmurs, "Well, everyone deals somehow." Hey. I'll have you know I ain't had a cig since I got here either. Okay, but that's probably becausse you don't have one. Fair enough. Ain't looked for one, though. I wonder if they even make 'em. It's a staple of the military. There's gotta be someone around you can bum one off of. * Vera shrugs. "Probably. But I don't even want one." She grins. "Jus' keep me near the alcohol and I'm cool." * Katherine eyes Vera suspiciously. "Well, you're doing a good job of that. What's with being toasted? I thought you were gung ho about killing the evil aliens?" I was? Yeah. * Katherine says in a Vera-faking voice, " 'Maybe I was still over there killing them,'... or something like that." So? Maybe I was! * Vera takes another drink of alcohol. "Not gonna die to a bunch of freaking... whatevers." Bugs. Bugs? Thought they were apes. * Katherine blinks. "Oh! The big aliens were... something. I thought..." she chuckles. "Bugs on the brain. Forget it." Something, yeah. * Katherine licks her lips and is silent! * Vera is, too! * Katherine says, quietly, "You're not a 24, are you." Didn't I tell ya? No, 'course not. Not at home, anyhow. Nah. I figured, but I don't usually ask. * Katherine snorts very slightly. "Some people get bitter." Mm... Wonder why. * Katherine shrugs, and decides to sight and take a shot again. * Vera takes a drink. "Eh. Most of the bounties I go after are 24s." * Katherine snickers. "Well, most of the people younger than 24 are 24s, so that's not that odd." Sure it is. * Vera fires again. "How come most of the crime is done by people younger than 24?" * Katherine laughs. "Because young people are strong, angry, and stupid." She laughs a little less boisterously. "Hell, look at TC. Entire city of young, strong, angry, stupid people." So are old people with nothin' to live for. * Katherine snickers. "Guess I'm not exactly supporting my age group, but fuck if it ain't--" she looks at Vera oddly. * Vera shrugs. "I'm just sayin'. These ain't the people that make the bounties. It's the 24s that do." Yeah, I guess. I don't watch the bounty market. I do. Heh. It's what I do. * Katherine says a little sarcastically, "No foolin'?" She takes another shot. * Vera takes a shot of vodka before a shot at the target. "No foolin'." * Katherine snickers. "Never would have guessed it. With bounty hunting being your job." She eyes Vera's gun-grip again. How's she holdin' that liquor? * Vera is doing surprisingly well, for someone as drunk as she is. * Katherine chuckles to herself, and takes some more shots. * Vera does too! (Yeah, but Vera gets both types! ;_;) ( What, drunk and superdrunk? >.> ) (No. Alcohol and Gun.) ( Ahh, well, at least it's not syringe >.< ) * Katherine seems amused and puts the gun over her shoulder. "I wonder why other-you got the tattoos about the Europa team biting it. Are they just on the arms?" * Vera makes a face. "Ugh, no. They're all over me." * Katherine winces, but says with a tone of almost respect. "Damn. Full body. Never seen that before." Well, apparently my other self was all gung-ho about the Europa team. * Katherine snickers. "Big contrast, huh?" Could say that. Or maybe she just got them when she was drunk off her rocker. * Katherine laughs in amusement. "That'd be quite the bender." Wouldn't it? * Katherine nods. "Hell yes. Tattoo, piercing, that I've seen before. A full body tatooo? Intricate like that?" * Vera shrugs. "Can't say I've ever seen it before either." Comes complete with captions and everything. * Katherine laughs. "... captions? Just in case your lover or drinking buddy can't figure out the pictures?" She looks over at Vera, giving her a checking out. Damned if I know. Maybe it's just in case someone from another dimension gets stuck in my body. Now THAT is planning ahead. * Vera shrugs. "Not like the story isn't all over the place anyhow." * Katherine says in a semi-distinct voice, "Yeah, I guess." ( What's a semi-distinct voice sound like? >.> ) (It's somewhere between 'saying' and 'mutter/mumble'.) (But not necessarily soft. Just sorta... not quite all there.) * Vera chuckles. "So I get a big tatoo and an alcohol addiction. I think I got gypped." Not as bad as Leo, though. Huh? You mean not being a giant bear of a lizard? Yep * Katherine nods. "Yeah, he's... not adjusting so well. But I'm not sure he's OK anyway." * Vera nods * Katherine snickers. "Who wants to go from shipping freight to fighting aliens? Who can blame him." * Vera nods. Again! * Katherine shakes her head. "At least he's not burned to a crisp. And we're all in top physical condition." Speak for yourself. I've felt strange since coming here. Weaker and stuff. * Katherine mms. "Reaelly? I move like I'm in better shape than I've been in in years." She shakes her head. "And that makes me think about the other uses, which is a really bad idea." * Vera raises an eyebrow. "Other uses?" * Katherine nods. "Other us-es. You know. Why the hell did they decide to be in the military? What were their lives like?" You know. That shit. Probably 'cause it was either join or be bug food. * Katherine nods slightly, then brings the gun back down to sight and shoots again. "Sounds familiar." * Vera takes another drink. * Katherine sighs and lets her gun hang at her side before rubbing her temples. * Vera glances sideways. "Mm?" * Katherine looks over at Vera, then turns back forward and says, "Thinking. Without... just thinking. Shouldn't have stopped shooting." * Vera shrugs. "Can't be shooting all the time." Yeah. Your finger'd fall off or something. * Vera nods. * Katherine shakes her head. "I guess I just can't believe the Bugs are going to win. The Europa team..." she gets an annoyed frown on her face, then says, "Just fucking took them out." An old TVNet show said something 'bout there's a new alternate dimension created every time a choice is made If that's true, there's bound to be more than a few where the bugs win. * Katherine nods a little, but still frowns. "If, yeah. Still, that just..." she trails off, then finally finishes. "It fucking blows." Won't argue with that. * Katherine smiles a little. "Damn right you can't." She goes back to frowning. "There's gotta be something to do to fuck over the bugs. I just can't figure out what." Summon those ape things here. * Katherine snerks. "Oh, that'd be perfect. No fucking thanks." * Vera chuckles. Well, they'd be fucked over. Yeah, and so would everyone else. Guess I forgot to mention that part in the mission statement. Hell, maybe the apes would contend themselves with destroying this universe and ignore ours. * Katherine shakes her head. "Well, the people from the universe the male Ronnie was in must have been having the same problem." It's a multi-front war. Sorta. Yeah. Was kiddin'. * Katherine blinks, then laughs weakly. "Right, right." ( Need to wrap up. Sleepy z.z ) ('Course. ^^;) (They can lapse into silence, or Vera can wander off drunkenly, or Vera can fail to waner off drunkenly andd Kat can pick her up (and cop a feel), or...) ( Vera isn't Yvonne >.> ) (Aw, c'mon. Everyone can go for a good feel copping.) * Vera tries to take another drink, then finds out the the bottle is empty. "Damn. Guess I'm headin' to the bar." * Katherine whistles. "Try not to drink them out of alcohol, woman. I mean, unless you're trying to get so drunk they send you to the infirmary." * Katherine grins. "If you're trying that, go forth and good luck." * Vera chuckles and heads off. "They want me to fight, they better gimme the booze. See ya." * Katherine nods. "Yeah. Later, Vera." * Katherine turns down range and lets out a big sigh. "I pick the crappiest times to give up being smashed." <>> (Er er er er er.) <>