A Hazy Shade of Winter

[Rezantis]

Rez grins.

"Well, I don't know about firebow, but . . ."

Rez settled back into his seat and tried to get some sleep.

[Dracos]

Dracos drives along, looking for any hunting outlet signs or outlet mall ads as he follows the route to Caaaaaliiiifornia!

Dracos

[Brian]

Well, being closer to the south, it takes a hard ten to fifteen minutes of looking at road-signs before you manage to find a store advertising hunting gear (and sporting goods).

[Rezantis]

Rez promptly points the sign out to Drac.

"Look, Drac!  A sign!  A sign springing from Gaia herself!'

[Dracos]

"ROCK ON!"  Dracos drives into the HUNTING STORE!  "You got fifteen, go go go..."

Dracos guards the car and the sleeping Gin as Rez makes a bow rush.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez smacks Drac.

"You, come with me.  Lock the car, Ginn will be fine for a few minutes.  Bring a tazer."

Before getting out of the car, Rez . . . palms a stungun and puts it into his . . . other-other-hand?

[Dracos]

Dracos blinks, "Dude, it's a hunting store."

He shuts down and locks the car and follows rez anyway, not bringing a gun into a fucking hunting store though.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez stops before Drac locks the car, and gets the inner liner of the glove and puts it over his CONSPICUOUS HAND.

>_>

<_<

Then heads into the store.

[Brian]

You didn't realize how cold it was, until you step into the warmth of the car.  Hmm.  Maybe want to throw a blanket over Ginrai.

Anyway, once you're inside, this place is huge.  The 'sporting goods' section is one aisle, everything else is hunting gear.  Rifles are locked up, and require a license, but bows are just toys, right?  They've got a few lying around that you can test the draw of.  Unfortunately for Rez, the only one that seems to have the right amount of pull (the rest are too weak) is about 800 dollars, and made of some relatively new carbon compound.  It's a real beauty, though, decent size and everything.

[Rezantis]

Rez looks around for a sales assistant . . . being that he'd like to try the bow out.

[Brian]

One arrives.  They have a shooting range out back, but you will have to wait in line for a bit to use it -- a couple of guys in suits are toying with scoped rifles, and he needs to wait for the real money before giving you a chance to use the target.

[Rezantis]

Rez will wait a couple of minutes.  And turn his phone on.

[Brian]

Your phone is on.  No new messages, no warning-beep.  After about twenty minutes, you're given access to a target -- a pile of hay-bales at one end of a targeting range with approriate score modifiers.  The clerk looks at you doubtfully, and hands you five smooth-bore arrows.

[Dracos]

Dracos stands nearby watching with a curious eye.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez puts four of the arrows into the ground in front of him, point down, then lifts the bow, and remembering some old archery lessons, nocks the arrow, pulls the string back to about his ear, checks his aim and looses.