"You'd be right," Kate answers, while she's fiddling with the darts. Good instincts, testing them for weight and balance. That tells Kate plenty. "But I like guns. Like blowing shit up, too, and the island's notoriously short on opportunities for both. Can't blame a girl for looking to get her shots in where she can take them."
It's all a slow, bullshit drawl, the kind of thing that feels natural in a bar over beer and darts to Kate, even if she doesn't know this chick. It's not like Kate's interest in weapons and explosives is exactly a secret. Maybe she should put up a shooting range or something instead of shooting trees and rattlesnakes.
That's what she's thinking when the dart bounces off the target and hits the floor. Kate could tell her a little arc would help and the darts stick better if they're coming in on a slightly downward angle. But she's kind of curious how long it'll take the girl to figure it out.
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Date: 2012-04-26 05:40 pm (UTC)It's all a slow, bullshit drawl, the kind of thing that feels natural in a bar over beer and darts to Kate, even if she doesn't know this chick. It's not like Kate's interest in weapons and explosives is exactly a secret. Maybe she should put up a shooting range or something instead of shooting trees and rattlesnakes.
That's what she's thinking when the dart bounces off the target and hits the floor. Kate could tell her a little arc would help and the darts stick better if they're coming in on a slightly downward angle. But she's kind of curious how long it'll take the girl to figure it out.