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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[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."