Life In Bullet Time [private - Karter]

[Cecile Morgan]

Let's erase Let's just start over Cecile huffed as she shouldered her bag, and trudged deeper into the forest. She had decided to see if she could get some practice in, and there weren't any places where she could practice in Salem, at least in peace, she had decided to go to Zapreshcheno Forest instead. She'd brought a few handguns, her favorite shotgun, some food and drink plus cardboard targets that she could hang from branches. Cursing as she stumbled over some branches she finally decided that this was the perfect place. It was a small clearing so the view would be relatively unblocked. Setting down her bag she got out her targets, square cardboard pieces with red targets painted on them. She quickly set to work, humming slightly as she hang them up at different distances.  She made sure to make some shots more difficult than others, and when she was finished she took her time to admire her work. Taking out the rest of her stuff from her bag, Cecile took a small sip of water from a bottle before starting to check on a small handgun. After making sure everything was in order she loaded it, and took aim at one of the closer targets. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders before taking a shot. The sound of the shot rang out throughout the forest, piercing the quiet. A round her birds lifted form the trees and flew away in panic, spooked by the loud noise. Cecile fired a few more rounds before lowering her gun.  Cecile decided to walk to check the target before firing at another one, and grimaced when she came close enough to see the results. Two of the bullets had missed the target, and the other bullets were spread out. Only one had come close to the middle, and it was clear she was out of practice. Huffing in irritation she glared at the target, she really shouldn't have neglected her practice for so long. Had her father been there he would have given her an earful about it. She walked back and reloaded her gun, and took aim at an even closer target.  "Alright, this time I'll manage it." She said to herself, trying to psych herself up. tagged word count: 391 outfit:casual

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