He gestures to a small test range he's got set up nearby. For the sake of not putting holes in his wall, he has a solid board set up with hologram bulls-eye targets.]
( On one hand, she might be able to appreciate, from a theoretical point of view, why one might not want their walls riddle with holes.
On the other, it's hardly as much fun.
All the same, Engie has done her a favour, so she keeps her pout small as she approaches the targets. )
All right, all right...
( She plants her feet in position like Engie had taught her in their shooting lessons -- had they really been almost a year ago? -- and lines herself up with her target. Keeping her finger away from the trigger for now, though, she asks: )
So, I just have to pull this, right? And then, whoosh! Dagger?
( Without any further ado, Isabela follows the provided instructions, ejecting a small dagger forcefully from her newfound weapon and letting out a large whoop of excitement as it flies towards its target.
She turns to Engie, grinning. )
This bad girl's going to put me out of a job!
( Not that she's been doing too much work here... )
[Dell moves to lean against a beam and crosses his arms, feeling pretty damn pleased. He's always proud of a job well done, but giving that kind of pure, maybe-slightly-morally-gray glee to the people he liked was always a plus.]
Speaking of--]
You feel like stickin' around a while? Always appreciate a beautiful woman's company.
[He sneaks an arm around her waist after that shove. For his height, he hardly moves - he's a sturdy guy.]
How open would you be to a few beers, and seein' where it goes? Or's that just corny?
[Playful as he makes the offer, part of him wants to check. He's not the kind of man who trades favors for "favors". At the same time... hell, he won't lie. It's been a while since he's seen Isabela.]
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i'd be happy to fade it out here unless you wanted to work up to pegging ghjfka
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the most important thing is that it's capable of shooting knives 👀
She's beautiful.
( They really are behaving like a pair of proud parents... )
You're going to have to show me the basics.
O RIGHT I forgot
Polished 'er up myself.
[This is their baby now.
He gestures to a small test range he's got set up nearby. For the sake of not putting holes in his wall, he has a solid board set up with hologram bulls-eye targets.]
Sure can. Why don't'cha give her a spin?
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On the other, it's hardly as much fun.
All the same, Engie has done her a favour, so she keeps her pout small as she approaches the targets. )
All right, all right...
( She plants her feet in position like Engie had taught her in their shooting lessons -- had they really been almost a year ago? -- and lines herself up with her target. Keeping her finger away from the trigger for now, though, she asks: )
So, I just have to pull this, right? And then, whoosh! Dagger?
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[Dell crosses his arms, looking satisfied with himself.]
Click the safety, pull the trigger.
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She turns to Engie, grinning. )
This bad girl's going to put me out of a job!
( Not that she's been doing too much work here... )
How many daggers can she hold?
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I'd say she's gonna give you MORE work!
[God, he loved seeing Isabela excited.]
Should hold four at a time - it's about all a barrel that size can manage - but reloadin' should be a breeze.
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Is it the same as with a normal gun?
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Yup. You're just reloadin' knives now.
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Has anyone told you you're the best lately?
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[Dell moves to lean against a beam and crosses his arms, feeling pretty damn pleased. He's always proud of a job well done, but giving that kind of pure, maybe-slightly-morally-gray glee to the people he liked was always a plus.]
Speaking of--]
You feel like stickin' around a while? Always appreciate a beautiful woman's company.
[damn engie that's SMOOTH as HELL]
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Besides, she'd just made him a knife-gun, and that always puts a woman in a good mood. )
You just want me to stand around and compliment you all day, don't you?
( A playful shove. )
What did you have in mind?
btw this can be whatever, we can either end it here or go in smutty or non-smutty directions
Nah. But...
[He sneaks an arm around her waist after that shove. For his height, he hardly moves - he's a sturdy guy.]
How open would you be to a few beers, and seein' where it goes? Or's that just corny?
[Playful as he makes the offer, part of him wants to check. He's not the kind of man who trades favors for "favors". At the same time... hell, he won't lie. It's been a while since he's seen Isabela.]
i'd be happy to fade it out here unless you wanted to work up to pegging ghjfka
Extremely open.
( She winks. )
hmmM maybe not pegging for this particular scenario, but fadeout sounds good if you wanna do that <3