[After all of this education, watching McCree spin his piece so lackadaisically has Laedo narrowing his eyes. Such a display of control, of threat contained. There is potential in it now, he sees: the slip of a knuckle or two, the psionic edge--to his askan point of view, anyways--to balance the weapon's weight and steady the load...
He doesn't realize that he is giving a hum of considered annoyance as he turns the Six Piece in his hands. Six bullets, six opportunities... and then what?]
Show me what you've got, [he suggests, inclining his head dutifully towards the newly minted menace that Peacekeeper's become in his mind.]
no subject
He doesn't realize that he is giving a hum of considered annoyance as he turns the Six Piece in his hands. Six bullets, six opportunities... and then what?]
Show me what you've got, [he suggests, inclining his head dutifully towards the newly minted menace that Peacekeeper's become in his mind.]
I shall emulate your practice.