Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190505235456/@comment-5543592-20190606223600

"It's no trouble." Tanner said, giving her a funny smile as the result of her off-beat response.

Eva's door keyed open for her on her approach, and the lights blinked on as they entered.

The Courier wheeled the machine around and turned it on. Using the pedal, he launched six clay pigeons into the air.

He tracked them as they flew, and then fell, hand hovering over the revolver on his hip. The hand found it's weapon, pulling up and free fromthe holster in one rapid movement, his other hand flying over the hammer at the same speed. His finger collapsed on the trigger as he worked it and the hammer in unisen. The clay pigeons exploded one after the other.

The last of them hung in the air for a moment as the bullet intended for it went wide, and then shattered on the ground.

He lamely tucked the revolver back in the holster without flourish, seeming unimpressed.