Firing Range (1)

Firing Range - [06/05/2022] GEO-7, Camelot
"Shit, that's new," Specter said, watching as the target dummy 10 meters away from them started to melt into a puddle of cloth, stuffing, and metal. Reptile smirked, holstering the Scorpion and sitting back down with the FCL. "Calvarian Meltfrog extract. You'd never expect what one little frog's skin juice could do to someone, even if they're a metal reinforced dummy." Specter chuckled as he polished his sword, "Shit, I'm just surprised you're fine without testing it on some poor fuck in the office."

"Step aside boys! Papa Void has a new toy!" Void shouted from outside the firing range door before barging in with a jumbled mess of components. "V, if this is one more straw rifle I swear to Arthur's Grave," Specter said, not even looking up from his sword. Void waved him off, getting in front one of the range's stands and assembling a gun out of the parts in front of him. "Nice work on the dummy, was that you Lizard?" he said in regards to the melting dummy, keeping his eyes on the frenzied work his hands were doing.

Before Reptile had a chance to respond, Void screamed out a giddy "YES!" before turning around and presenting the gun to his colleagues. "Fellas, I present the VoidTech Slug Rifle!" Reptile gave an interested look at the rifle in Void's hands before thinking back to his own rifle, the Cobra. Meanwhile, Specter had finally turned his attention away from his sword and looking dead at Void. "Mouthful of a name as always."

"Can it ghostie. Kao! Can we get a dummy at say... five kilometers?" Void said cheerily. Now they were really intrigued, he couldn't hit a shot like that during the Archmages Operation, what makes him think he could now? Like clockwork, KaOS brought a test dummy up from the ground and down the range till it reached five kilometers in distance. Void shouldered the rifle, steadying his breathing and centering his crosshair on the dummy. As his finger rested over the trigger, everyone in the room could hear the electromagnet array whining as it built up more and more energy. When Void finally squeezed the trigger, the sound of a burst of plasma resounded throughout the room, and the whining had reached its peak. The slug sailed through the air all five kilometers, nailing the dummy in the torso and blowing a huge hole through its chest.

Reptile wasn't to be defeated, however. With a confident stride he went up to the stand beside Void. "Kaori, can I get one at six kilometers?" he said, with KaOS going through the motions once more. He unslung the Cobra from his back, and shouldered the rifle. he fished around in his ammo pouch for the bullet he was looking for, and as his hand brushed across it, he quickly snatched it and loaded it into the Cobra. Void leaned up against the stand and watched intently, while Specter went straight back to polishing his blade, unamused with their competition.

Reptile took a deep breath in, and then back out. He squeezed the trigger as he exhaled, sending the bullet flying too fast for eyes. Both he and Void could only look at the dummy, waiting for impact. And then, after a few seconds of bated breath, an explosion rocked the range. The dummy had been blown off its mount, with only a smoldering bar of steel remaining. "You keep that shit in your pocket?!?" Void said, eyes wide in shock and excitement. He was just about to approach Reptile, but as he did, the floor itself seemed to struggle against him. Four paper-white hands sprouted up from the floor, with two hands reaching for Void and Reptile each. Still recovering from the exhilaration of their competition, they panicked and ran out of the range at the sight of the hands. As soon as the door slammed shut behind them, one of the hands gave Specter a thumbs-up.

"Finally, some peace and quiet."