two shots

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

[It may not be the wisest idea he's ever had, but Braig is currently darting around behind various pieces of furniture, corners here and there, and maybe a few people, packing both of his crossbow-like arrowguns and tracking... turkeys... in the lobby area.

He hasn't actually managed to hit one yet, but he's definitely not passing up a chance to make a game of this crazy turkey-infested castle. That, and he could always use the opportunity to practice his aim.

Of course, this means that a man with two bizarre weapons and half his head in bandages is running around the lobby shooting at turkeys and missing repeatedly.]

Comments

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[just watching this, waiting for him to get mauled by turkeys]

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

[Oh don't worry, it'll happen. Probably soon.]

2/2

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

....

[He's been spotted by one, after all.]

Ha! Finally...

[He aims a gun and shoots...

...and misses once again. Because this turkey seems to find his boots delicious all of a sudden.]

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[...yeah, this is too good to interrupt. She sits down on the arm of a chair and lights up a cigarette, enjoying the show]

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

[He kicks at the turkey, shouts something completely incomprehensible at the turkey, and then bonks the turkey in the head with a gun. All of which do nothing but seem to make it angrier.

When it starts biting his legs, he gives up runs.]

Turkeys don't have teeth, what the hell!

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[watches all of this, eyebrows perked up high]

...Should have brought my camera.

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[just watching this, waiting for him to get mauled by turkeys]

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

[Oh don't worry, it'll happen. Probably soon.]

2/2

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

....

[He's been spotted by one, after all.]

Ha! Finally...

[He aims a gun and shoots...

...and misses once again. Because this turkey seems to find his boots delicious all of a sudden.]

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[...yeah, this is too good to interrupt. She sits down on the arm of a chair and lights up a cigarette, enjoying the show]

[as-if-whatever.livejournal.com]

[He kicks at the turkey, shouts something completely incomprehensible at the turkey, and then bonks the turkey in the head with a gun. All of which do nothing but seem to make it angrier.

When it starts biting his legs, he gives up runs.]

Turkeys don't have teeth, what the hell!

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[watches all of this, eyebrows perked up high]

...Should have brought my camera.