broadcast 01

[tothefly]

Who: Natasha Romanoff and various guests
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Post-broadcast, abandoned waystation? Action prompt in comments
When: During bugfest 20XX

[On screen, there's a very calm redhead looking thoughtfully at the camera, one brow slightly cocked.]

It's occurred to me that the fleet has about ten times as many firearms as it does medical professionals. It's also been pretty apparent that a lot of our cast members don't know the basics of gun safety and use. If anyone wants to learn, I'll be at the following coordinates.

[The message ends with a bit of text, the location of one of the abandoned waystations in near orbit.]

Comments

Action;

[radiantwingedone]

[ He should work on that - walking to make noise. He'll just stay put for now - maybe that will break some of the tension. ]

Yes - it is .. the only time I've had to deal with these things. Hoplon blastia are closer to ... ballista, than anything else.

[tothefly]

[She's not the sort of person to ever really be at ease among strangers, but she's mindful of the first rule of imprisonment: show no fear. She's the one who beckons him in further with the tilt of her head.]

So the implant's given your mind the knowledge, but your body doesn't know what to do with it. That might be more dangerous than not knowing what a gun is, period. Tell me what you know, and I'll work you through it.

[radiantwingedone]

I had been confirming how to clean everything. There is the obvious don't look down the end that any projectile would go out of. [ He'll walk in to.. more or less next to her? That's where the 'people' end of this range is, right? ]

... A lot less involved to make it fire. Thus never point at something you do not mean to shoot. Hold the smaller one... [ Duke stares at his hands for a moment, then cups them about an invisible handle. ]

... Standing should be done more... [ and he slides a foot back, and raises his 'invisible gun' up to where he could aim. ]

... a little like archery, this way.

[tothefly]

[It's a little hard to tell. Her idea of a range is fairly minimalist. A line on the floor, brief perpendicular lines to mark something like lanes, circles with crosshairs on the wall about ten yards from the line. But where she's standing is a good start; hand on her own weapon, she watches as he approaches, examines a stance that's reasonably good, if a little stiff.]

The principle is the same. Much less physical effort involved, more about anticipation of a moving target. You also don't have the same effects of gravity and weather, like you would with a physical projectile.

[After a moment, she offers him a gun, safety still on. Risky, but she's still fairly certain she's a faster draw if anything goes wrong.]

[radiantwingedone]

Less chance of skinning your arm because it was held just slightly wrong.

[ like you would with a- ah, right, these guns didn't have ... bolts, or whatever they were. He looks vaguely amused. ]

Given the location, I doubt weather will ever be much of a concern. [ He has other methods he would use on a world, with all the potential free space.

Duke carefully accepts the gun. Don't point it any direction but down range. Which he will do after a second. ]

... until ready to fire, like this then?

[tothefly]

Chances are you'll keep more of your skin, yes. Burns might a risk, though. I don't know how well these things handle repeated fire.

[She studies his stance. Pretty good. Few things though, which she demonstrates with her own weapon, standing in the lane next to his:]

Spread your feet a little more, and lean into the stance. Your supporting hand should be a little higher. Let your pointer finger rest along the side like so.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke tilts his head in 'that is a point'. He has an idea of what he would do if it started feeling too hot, but that wouldn't be a good idea for anyone else.

Ah, directions. He glances over to see how much a 'little' ought to be - comparing shoulders to feet, then adjusting his own.

Tiny adjustments and glances later, and peers like he's aiming again. ]

Better?

[tothefly]

[She takes a moment to look, to note his stance and his trigger form. Good, for the most part, even if he looks like it's not a stance he's used to holding. Stiff.]

Better. Don't forget to breathe. Too much tension will throw off your aim. Inhale, and squeeze the trigger on exhale.