A New Year, a new day

[cardboard_boss]

Boss is sitting in the forum smoking his e-cigar as he often did. It was a new year, right? So, new years resolutions were supposed to happen. Give up smoking, yeah right.

"Any chance of target practice around here? My trigger finger is aching to shoot at something." Boss inhaled on the simulated smoke, before exhaling softly. Hell, he'd even ask Kaz to come and join him in this venture. "Kaz? Wanna go and shoot at something?"

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[onemorebounty]

There's a firing range. Or you can pick a random target from where you're sitting and start shooting. Wait for someone to shoot back.

[cardboard_boss]

"Hngh, really? That's good to know." Boss wondered why you would be allowed to start shooting and wait for someone to shoot back. "What do you mean by shooting anywhere and waiting for someone to shoot back?"

[onemorebounty]

I mean that in this place, it isn't possible to hurt someone unless they consciously let you--or do something to try to hurt someone else. So you could draw your weapon where you sit, start shooting at signs, or lights, or even people, and however skilled a shot you are, your odds of hurting anyone are low. Of course, having opened fire on random passerby, you'd be without that protection yourself when someone decided to return the favor.

[cardboard_boss]

Boss didn't really know what to make of these strange rules this place had. He had only been within the Nexus for a couple of weeks and was still getting used to the whole idea.

"Are you a soldier?" He looked Samus up and down and wondered about the whole suit she was wearing.

[onemorebounty]

*The rules are strange; it's a reality unto itself.*

Bounty hunter.

*She's in a vacsuit at the moment, what some people call the "zero suit." Rubbery-looking and form-fitting, she seems comfortable in it despite the wintry chill that seems to have settled over the "outdoor" regions of the Nexus. Thin though it looks, it must be keeping her warm somehow.*

You?

[notalldead]

He's still bundled up, scarf and mittens and a new coat thanks to his Secret Santa, Natasha, but Jesse lights up at the mention of triggers and targets.

"Y'all a sharpshooter? I don't like to brag but I'm a big of a deadeye m'self. We could set up some cans and see who's the big dog 'round here when it comes to target practice."

[cardboard_boss]

"That's more my comrade, Ocelot. He's a sharp shooting cowboy with two Single Action Army revolvers at his sides." Boss smiled at that. The cowboy would surely love to meet this guy.

"Sure, why not? We could use handguns to shoot cans."

[notalldead]

"Ocelot? Ain't that a kinda big cat? Hell of a name. Sounds like he's got the right idea as to what makes a damn fine weapon, though." Jesse bites the end of his mitten so he can yank it off with his mouth, using his now freed hand to push back his coat and reveal the colt revolver on his hip.

He unslings it and gives it a few twirls, clearly showing off. "What's yer poison, pardner?"

[cardboard_boss]

"Yeah. His codename is based off the animal." Boss smiled to himself. The cowboy always did like stretching his claws so to speak. "I usually use non-lethal weapons at targets but I can get away with using a .45 Automatic to fire at cans. Or, perhaps a shotgun if you've got one."

[hellburger]

"Like Miss Aran over there mentioned," Kaz tilts his head at the blond woman, "You can technically take a shot at anything or anyone you want thanks to the anti-violence field. Probably won't win you many friends, though."

Kaz crosses his arms and snorts. "And if you're suggesting I might be getting rusty, just say it, Boss. God knows you don't need the practice."

[cardboard_boss]

"I don't get that." Boss shrugged. What the hell? What sort of defence did this place have anyway? "Everyone can get rusty, Kaz. A little training never hurt anyone, least of all you. Stop staring at the girls and stare at a target instead." He was teasing his friend, of course.

[hellburger]

After having the AV field illustrated for him three times already, he's itching to try it out himself. He balls up a fist and takes a swing at Snake's temple. His knuckles stop an inch short of contact, thank god; he accidentally used his left arm and boy, a punch to that shrapnel wound could be bad news for the Boss' brain. There's a hiss of energy as the left hook is paused by... well, nothing really.

"See? I can't explain it, but it's definitely there." He withdraws the thwarted punch and hooks his thumb on his belt.

"I've only got two clips' worth of ammo for my pistol, and I want to be stingy with those. No telling with this place, anti-violence field or no."

[cardboard_boss]

Boss just stood there not flinching as his close friend took a swing at him. Was he phased? Not really. Just don't punch him in his shrapnel wound, Kaz. That could kill him.

"Yeah, you're reflexes are good. If you'd really punched me, you know you'd be on the floor in a chokehold, right?" He teased his friend lightly. Boss wasn't afraid to use CQC where possible. "Remember our date on the beach? I used CQC on you then."

[hellburger]

"Well, you didn't exactly try to dodge, Boss. You either have a lot of faith in me, or an equally misplaced trust in a phenomenon I only just told you about."

A single eyebrow arches behind his glasses, and he snorts. "Date, huh? Are you talking about when we met?"

He smiles crookedly, maybe even morbidly. "'Date' is a bit of a stretch. I'd call it more of a massacre."

[cardboard_boss]

"I have a lot of faith in you, Kaz. We've had our disagreements in the past and we've got over them." He remembered the sauna shower fight. You slept with too many girls on Mother Base, Kaz.

"I'm talking about where we used the love box on the beach or don't you remember?"

[hellburger]

Miller runs a hand through his hair and scratches the back of his head. Thank god for perpetual sunglasses -- he can look like he's making eye contact without the discomfort of actual eye contact. "I'm sure I'd, uh, remember something like that, Boss. Absolutely, definitely sure I'd remember it."

He laughs nervously and tries to talk through a forced smile. "You and those cardboard boxes. So weird."

[cardboard_boss]

"Yeah. If I remember rightly if was you who crawled in behind me." Boss smirked at that. You're rather cute when you're ruffled, Kaz. "We had good times you and I. I CQC'd your ass on the beach too." He definitely remembered that.

[hellburger]

Kaz clears his throat, and adjusts his scarf. "I dunno what to tell you, Boss. Must've been somewhere on your timeline."

After a couple of beats, he claps his hands together. "Sooooo, how about that shooting, eh?"

[cardboard_boss]

"Yeah, that." Boss smirked and pushed back thoughts of the love box to the side for the moment. They were supposed to be shooting targets, right? "Got any targets around here or should we use tin cans?"

[hellburger]

Miller scans the surroundings until his eyes land on a recycling bin. He pulls out a dozen aluminum cans (Slurm, Nuka Cola, Pißwasser, etc.) -- empties presumably from the interdimensional vending machines.

"How about over there?" He nods to where the Nexus begins its transition into the Parklands. "Less people wandering through."

He begins walking in that direction, but eventually turns to walk backwards and talk: "What's your load-out looking like these days? Any fun, new toys?"

cans from Fallout and GTA I see ^-^

[cardboard_boss]

"Sure." Boss nodded in agreement as to where they could practice their can shooting. He eyed the different brands covering the cans and wondered where they all came from. As for Kaz's last question Snake offered him an interested smile.

"Pretty much the same as last time but with a few more technical upgrades thanks to the R+D department." He pulled out his iDroid to show to Kaz. "We don't use radio anymore. This is the iDroid. It functions like a radio and has a screen which you can use too. You can also use it for a map and a way to contact Mother Base, sending supplies to you."

Of course! Product placement!

[hellburger]

"Holy shit!" Kaz nearly drops the cans in his excitement. "All of that's crammed into that?"

He hustles to set up cans on a length of brick wall so as to free up his hands. He wipes his hands clean on his fatigues. "Looks like some of the crazy future tech I've seen around here. Lemme get a look at that thing!"

Re: it's awesome :D

[cardboard_boss]

"Yeah. Things have moved on from the seventies, Kaz. I'm in the eighties where I come from and the tech is much more advanced. Knew you'd love it." He passed the iDroid to his friend and it amused him to see how much the blond was loving this.

[hellburger]

"I know, I know. I'm just thinking about how stunned we were at portable cassette players and now this." Miller starts fiddling with the device, the blue light of the projection reflecting in his sunglasses. It's only got the two major button inputs and he gets the hang of it pretty quickly. He scrutinizes a map of Afghanistan sprinkled with op data.

"Hope you don't have anything on here that you don't want me to see," he says with a smirk as he begins pacing out the distance of their makeshift shooting range.

[cardboard_boss]

"What sort of thing were you expecting to see?" Boss wondered what Kaz meant by things he didn't want to see. "It's just op data and maps. Nothing pornographic if that's what you mean." He teased his friend as they walked to the shooting range.