She isn't used to shaky hands. Isn't used to goddamn muzzle-loaders or any other weapon archaic enough to require single-shot reloading. Gunpowder in the barrel, bullet at the mouth, ramrod to seat it. Push until the bullet's snug in place. On average a soldier takes thirty seconds or longer. She's narrowed it to ten.
"I am not afraid of you," Carolina roars, throwing herself to her feet with rifle at the ready. Point, aim, fire—
Bam!
A crack of sparks and thunder and of a branch exploding from its trunk. It splinters into a hundred pieces. The target of her ire is gone. Sweat slides down her neck.
no subject
Come on come on come on—
She isn't used to shaky hands. Isn't used to goddamn muzzle-loaders or any other weapon archaic enough to require single-shot reloading. Gunpowder in the barrel, bullet at the mouth, ramrod to seat it. Push until the bullet's snug in place. On average a soldier takes thirty seconds or longer. She's narrowed it to ten.
"I am not afraid of you," Carolina roars, throwing herself to her feet with rifle at the ready. Point, aim, fire—
Bam!
A crack of sparks and thunder and of a branch exploding from its trunk. It splinters into a hundred pieces. The target of her ire is gone. Sweat slides down her neck.
"Show yourself!"