ORIENTATION ♔ WE LEAN ANOTHER LADDER AGAINST THE WRONG WALL

[socialgraces]

♬ Reasons Why - Nickel Creek

WHO || Francesca, Ethan Mavery, open if people want to bang into them, just threadjack wherever.
WHAT || Francesca meets with her squire
WHERE || Knight's HQ, the Dining Hall
WHEN || Friday later morning
HOW || Actionspam

[Francesca is waiting patiently at the table, casually sipping a cup of coffee. She had told Ethan the night before to meet her in the Dining Hall the next morning, but to make it late morning. The hall is empty except for her, and she looks strange sitting at the large table all by her lonesome. Or maybe she looks strange because she's wearing sunglasses inside. Either way, she's here, and now he is too.

She doesn't look up when he enters, her gaze still focused on the mug in her hand.]

Comments

[militarized]

[ Makes sense. He gives a nod, then a smirk creeps up around the corners of his mouth at her challenge. ] I didn't do much hand-to-hand. Hope you're not disappointed. [ Granted, he still had all the training that anyone in the RAF would get -- he just hadn't really had cause to use it back then. ]

[socialgraces]

Well, I didn't expect you to actually be able to hold your own against me anyway. [She says flippantly, as her 5'2", 100-pound frame moves to swipe her access card and the door opens.] Do you have any training with a specific melee weapon? Or just unarmed combat?

[militarized]

[ Look, her size means nothing. He's occasionally sexist, but not stupid. She wouldn't be a knight if she couldn't kick his ass. ]

Firearms and unarmed combat only, Ma'am.

[socialgraces]

[You'd be surprised.] Alright, then let's go to the shooting range first.

[She leads the way, using her access card yet again to open another locked entry. Once inside, she acquires a handgun for him and herself, loading her own but keeping the safety on. She waits for him to do the same before grabbing them both those standard earmuffs. She nods for him to step up and shoot first.]

[militarized]

[ He takes the gun from her and loads it, then takes the earmuffs as well and slips them on as he steps up to the targeting area. He raises his weapon, and squeezes the trigger on the exhale. Two clean shots -- the first in the upper chest cavity, just to the side of the heart, and the second in the center of the paper man's head. Double tap. ]

[socialgraces]

[She regards his technique with an expression of satisfaction.] Very nice. I think you're more than qualified to carry one of these. [She eyes the gun in her own hand.] I'll be sure to pass the word on.

[She wasn't sure if she'd need to show him any pointers, but now realizing that she doesn't, she sets her gun down, ready to unload and store it again.] Are there any other weapons you'd like official clearance with?

[militarized]

Funny. Equipment orientation yesterday didn't lead me to believe we needed clearance. [ He raises an eyebrow as he lowers the weapon back to the counter. ] Excalibur pistols handed out standard issue to anyone who can get through the doors around here. [ His disapproval's obvious. ]

[socialgraces]

Well, that's one reason you're squired to a full member of the Knighthood. Besides, Wynn's an excellent judge of character. Not that that makes one proficient with a handgun, but it helps me sleep at night trusting there isn't an unstable miscreant running around the castle with a free, loaded pistol.

And with the work we're often assigned to do, it's more irresponsible and unfair to not give each one of our members a proper way to defend themselves.

Besides, aren't firearms standard issue to each new military recruit? I thought you'd be used to the system.