Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 6, 2013 1:33:29 GMT -5
Rennia gazed idly down the length of the firing range. At various distances there were steel silhouettes posted for the purposes of target practice. Some were closer up for short to mid range shooting, and then there were some further back. Rennia gazed at the ones that sat at least a hundred yards out. From there they had one every fifty yards until three hundred, then at every one hundred till seven hundred. Then the next was at one thousand, and then one thousand two fifty, and finally one thousand five hundred. Those were the extreme shots often meant for large caliber, or specially designed rounds (like the .338 or .416).
Today Rennia decided on something a bit smaller than normal, and walked over to the rack in the rear of the building and pulled out an HK-417. This one had a 16" barrel instead of the longer 20", but it still maintained a bi-pod and a decent scope. A quick gaze into the locked open chamber as well as a finger test confirmed the rifle was unloaded and safe to carry. After confirming it's safe state, she walked over to the nearby counter and had them pull out several magazines of ammo, asking for two magazines of a few different loads. She hadn't tested a 417 and wanted to see how well it handled under various conditions, and this was better than a live test... which might not end so well for her.
She took rifle and ammo to her designated lane and sat several magazines down on the table before extending the bi-pod and taking a seat. She popped the scope covers off and peered down the scope. She set the rifle down on the table and reached up to pick up the hanging pair of earmuffs and slid them onto her head before picking up the rifle again. This time she slid a magazine into place and gave it a good tap to make sure it was loaded before she pulled back on the charging handle and let the bolt snap forward, stripping a round and loading it into the firearm. Then she leaned forward again and gazed through the rifle once more. While gazing down the scope she reached up and flicked the rifle out of safety and into semi-automatic and began to slow her breathing. Her finger slipped between the trigger guard and trigger as she lined up her potential target within the crosshairs and took in one last breath. She let it out slowly as her finger closed in on the trigger. Half way through she stopped her breath as that finger continued to pull back until the round exploded out of the end of the rifle, sent downrange at high speed.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 6, 2013 1:50:49 GMT -5
Riot was in the shooting range, simply watching for now, she'd had a close call with the sun on her way here and decided to sit back and watch for a while. She brushed her green hair out of her face and watched those that passed by. She had her hand on her gun, her baby. Spotting Rennia she smirked, well well well, this was an interesting sight. Riot walked over barely making a noise, chewing on the inside of her lip, she'd missed her dear friend since she went away on hiatus. She stood in the lane next to Rennia's her own earmuffs on. She watched in silence as Rennia shot the 417. When Rennia wasn't taking a shot anymore, Riot would smirk at the woman, "Hey Wolf, how have you been? Haven't seen you since hm Detroit?" She said again with a smile, if Rennia noticed her. If not Riot would sit back and watch for a while longer.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 6, 2013 2:25:24 GMT -5
The daemoness heard the woman and chuckled before she let off another shot. The 7.62mm round flying down range to the target at five hundred yards and nailing it in the head. Rennia smirked at the result before speaking. "Well you haven't seen me since then, but can I say the same? I'm not sure. What are you doing here? I'd figure you would be sleeping at this time of day." The woman let off a third round before flicking the rifle back to safe and setting it back down on the counter. She lifted the ballistic shades off of her eyes and gazed over at the other woman. Today she was in a normal black t-shirt that showed her lack of a bra, and outlined the dogtags underneath. She did however have have a band around her stomach that could hold several magazines of ammo, as well as her battle dress pants which could hold more magazines. Her Kimber was holstered at her hip, unloaded and unused for the moment.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 6, 2013 2:32:18 GMT -5
Riot looked out over the firing range, squinting her eyes to the dying sun. She laughed as Rennia spoke, "Oh and when was the last time you saw me?" She asked popping a piece of candy in her mouth. She stretches her body, and yawns, showing her fangs. "Normally I'm not, but I have some time off so I want to use as much of it as possible." She smirked at the woman looking over her clothing. Riot herself is wearing a tank top, jeans, boots, and her normal restraints, though that was mostly because she couldn't take them off, even if she wanted to. They were good in case she ever lost it, or went blood starved. She tried to remember a time that Rennia had to use them. She sat up on her table and looks at the woman, "Any chance that you want to catch up? I don't have anything to do at the moment."
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 6, 2013 3:54:45 GMT -5
"But that'd be telling wouldn't it? I'd much rather leave you guessing." She chuckled. Rennia eyed the restraints passively. She remembered her first time meeting Riot, when she wondered why anyone would walk around with such fun means of control worn so freely. Over time she'd found out why they were there, and why she shouldn't remove them either. Riot getting involved in USSOCOM was fun. They almost denied her on that point alone, but well... That was a fun trip.
Rennia gazed back down the firing range at the targets and a grin crossed her face. "Conversation over a friendly game of who's the better shot? Same rifle, same targets, same ammo." The woman motioned the weapons rack. "There's another over there, ammo's at the desk. Ask for the M852s, though I hope you've been practicing your smaller rounds." Rennia gave Riot a challenging grin, daring her to accept the friendly little game.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 6, 2013 7:50:29 GMT -5
It wasn't hard for Riot to take the other woman up on the offer, it had been a while since Riot had shot a round the size that Rennia was talking about. She walked over, after setting her gun down, and picked up the gun that matched Rennia's. The woman smiled at the feel of it in her hand. Talk about comfort, though Riot had always found long range weaponry to be comforting, where as her siblings were more for the closer range. Riot let out a sigh and asked for the ammo, upon receiving it the woman walked back over to the lane Rennia was in, "When have I ever been one to give up a challenge?" She said with a sly grin setting her gun up. "Hey Wolf I still owe you drinks from that first night. seriously thought they were gonna get me for a bit." She said with another laugh.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 6, 2013 15:43:55 GMT -5
The daemoness grinned as the woman took her up on the challenge. She watched the woman wander off to pick up gun and ammo. Meanwhile Rennia ejected the magazine and pulled the charging handle back to eject the round from within. She slid it back into the magazine and set it off to her left side while she pulled out two more magazines and set them off to her right. She then rested the rifle on the bi-pod legs and the butt of the stock as she waited for Riot to return. Meanwhile she stood up and pressed a few buttons on the target controls before turning back as Riot walked over.
"Well I'm sure there's been a time or two where you didn't like my challenges because it involved being shot back at... but I mean... Hrm?" She cut herself off when the woman made her next statement. "Heh, that was an adventure for the both of us. I thought for sure I was toast when I ran out of ammo. Picking you up was not part of the plan... Glad I brought the bow..."
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 8, 2013 12:31:03 GMT -5
She couldn't help but laugh as she loaded her gun with ease, making sure everything was in place she set herself up. "Oh yeah... seriously. I would not have made it out alive if not for you." She said with a laugh She thought for a moment, "Alright so what exactly do I get when I win?" She asked. She looked down the site to see just how far she could aim with the sun still being as up as it was. She nodded and smirked at the other woman, "Like I said, when I win." She said with a laugh. It had been a long time since she'd been able to shoot for fun, and shooting was something Riot had always enjoyed, though sometimes it was good to not have anyone firing back at you. That was probably what she liked most about being a sniper, the ability to shoot someone and them never knowing you were there.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 8, 2013 19:36:42 GMT -5
The daemoness watched as Riot loaded her gun and arched a brow before wagging a finger and motioning towards her own rifle, which had no round in the chamber, and the two magazines set aside it. "Lets not be having any of that." She gave the woman a wink as she continued to fiddle with the target machine. She looked down the range and back at the machine, making sure only the proper, further out targets would appear, but none of the ones at extremely long range. They were only using the 7.62 mm after all. It was a great round for a sniper still, but it didn't travel near the distance as the .338 Lapua Mag, the .416 Barrett, or the .50 BMG. That meant their range would be limited to three hundred to a thousand yards.
"You mean if you win. And since when have we ever played for prize? Or did something change while I wasn't looking? I recall when we just did it for the sport of it." She looked down the range and pressed a button. All twenty targets came into view and she nodded with satisfaction. She let go of the button and they dropped back down. Finally she turned another dial before looking back to Riot.
"Standard game. Two minutes, sixty rounds, sixty targets. Person with the most points when the buzzer sounds wins. Head shots count for two, body shots one. Targets drop down when hit, wait for next target. Game starts at the buzzer, load your weapon, take aim and hope for the best."
With that she grinned and waited with her finger on the button.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 9, 2013 2:51:13 GMT -5
Riot smirked and rolled her eyes, "I know what I'm doing Wolf." She said with a laugh before taking the clip out and setting it down followed by another. She looks out over the firing range. She nods and blinks a few times, "Didn't know if you wanted to do it for sport or for something. You get tricksy sometimes." She say with a playful wink. She watches the other closely, both were good shots and it had been a long time since they'd seen who was the better of them. Usually Rennia won but sometimes Riot would, and that's all Riot had been up to lately. She looked down at her stomach and let out a sigh, she didn't want to remember why she had only been sniping. It was a self imposed prison of monotony. She made a face, she'd sent a few letters to Adam never got a response so she gave up, still though she watched Rennia as well as the targets in front of her out of the corner of her eye. She needed this sport, and especially without any type of bet.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 9, 2013 5:42:02 GMT -5
Rennia chuckled at that reply. "Uh huh." She gave another wink before going back to the dials. She fiddled with them until she had them set just right, double and triple checking to make sure everything was squared away. "Tricky? I take offense to that. I've only ever took competitions for sport! It's all about the shooting out here... and I for one am one with my rifle."
The woman suddenly pressed the button before walking back to her seat. She sat down upon it calmly, and pulled her ballistic shades back down before lifting the rifle butt up to her shoulder and looking down the scope. None of the targets were up yet, but she was waiting for that buzzer. After a good ten seconds after she was ready, the buzzer sounded and her hand shot over like lightning to grab one of the magazines and forced it up into position until it clicked. Then she pulled back on the charging handle and loaded a round into the chamber. Afterward she flicked the safety off and gazed down the sight.
Down the range one of her targets had already popped up, and it was a moving one at six hundred yards. Rennia lead the target by a hair's breath and adjusted her aim up slightly. She fired off a round, sending it screaming down range. The first round nailed the target in the head right at the nick of time as it was about to drop back down as the round connected. Afterward a second target popped up, this one at nine hundred yards. It too was moving, and Rennia followed it for a moment before pulling ahead and upward. She opened up... Miss. She winced as she was down to a possible of fifty nine targets, but she let off another round and it connected with the body. That was good enough for her as she began searching for the third.
As she was taking aim at the targets, she decided to strike up a conversation. "So what have you been up to lately? I've been on some crazy runs lately. Even got to play babysitter... that wasn't exactly fun.... Well.. At least there was some dying involved." She chuckled as she let off her fourth round, nailing a stationary target at four hundred meters square in the head.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 9, 2013 6:09:14 GMT -5
Riot aimed up her own shot, pulling her glasses down over her eyes and she kept those keen eyes out on what was ahead of her, the moment the buzzer rang she slipped the magazine into the clip and looked down the scope, the targets started and she took in a deep breath taking aim, she took her first shot, body. She smiled it was good, not what she wanted, but good. She pulls the trigger again, missing by just a hair, but a miss was a miss, and it was probably good for her to do so every once in a while. She took in another deep breath and steadied her breathing, pushing out all worries from her mind. She smiles, "Actually about the same." She said with so much nonchalance one would be forced to think that they had heard the green haired beauty wrong. She held herself very still for a moment and took another shot it didn't help another body shot. She shrugged and kept her eye out. "Been takin' slower jobs. Think it's good for my sanity to it every once in a while." She says with a laugh aiming up her next shot.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 9, 2013 6:41:27 GMT -5
Rennia saw another target pop up at eight hundred. It was another moving target and after a moment she let off another shot, nailing it in the chest. She furrowed her brow at the less than precise shot, but quickly adjusted as the fifth popped up. This one was in a concrete window frame. It would require either a large round or a precise shot. She adjusted aim and fired, nailing it just below the neck. That shot actively drew a snarl from her as she knew it'd count as a body shot.
"I also built a crazy man's truck... drove all over the place, met a crazy woman whom I almost killed but instead she swore allegiance to me. Met a reaper in Siberia, blew a shapeshifter to pieces, shot an unconscious daemon kid in the head, ran into another Reaper in France as well as a hunter, met back up with the crazy man... what else...?"
The next target popped up in the open and sat there unmoving. Big mistake. Rennia turned her rifle towards it and let off a crack. The round slammed straight into the target's head, giving her a total of three head shots, three body shots, and one miss.
Post by Toksyck Riot on Sept 9, 2013 7:16:46 GMT -5
Riot couldn't help but laugh it seemed so like Rennia to be so completely busy, she took her fourth shot a moving target. It made her happy to watch it go through the head of the target she listened to Ren get frustrated. Riot smiled and shook her head, "Hey I have more body shots over here than you do." She aims again this one was a little bit harder as it made her look at the setting sun. She pulled the trigger and was rather surprised when it went through the head again. Well wasn't this her lucky shot. She had to blink a few times as she set up for the sixth, she aimed for this one but it was far to into the light for her eyes to be able to deal with. She fired a shot straight into the Subclavian vein. She let out a sigh, it was another body shot and she knew it, but at least it would be fatal, Riot thought with a sadistic smile."Two insane people... two reapers, two bodies, and a meeting twice? Do you ever do anything in singles my love?" She asks with a smile on her face, letting the other know she was joking.
Post by Rennia Trayvold on Sept 9, 2013 8:45:47 GMT -5
Having not been frustrated by the 'miss' (in regards to a head shot), the daemoness wasn't exactly sure what Riot was talking about, and thus called over to her at that statement. "Huh? What're you talking about?" She looked at her seventh target. At five hundred yards, it didn't matter much that it was moving. The round tore through the target's 'skull' and the plate dropped down. The next target was trickier. It was at seven hundred, but weaving behind pasted obstacles. Rennia squinted down the sight and lightly placed her finger on the trigger...waiting... waiting. CRACK went her rifle as the round spun down range and slammed into the target's torso.... Still fatal.. but could have been better.
"What can I say Riot? The best things come in twos. Boobs, eyes, nipples, legs... Testicles... Engines are built on twos... wheels on twos... receivers. All sorts of things come in twos." She chuckled as she offered up her reply. Then she spotted another target in the window. Oh it was not getting away from her. She aimed just up and fired, sending the round through the target's jaw... head shot.
