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Rocky quietly stared down range as the clack of a magazine swap occurred from his hands as henreloaded one of his desert eagles, the barrel still smoking. His paper target having been torn to shreads by the bullet assault he had just unleashed upon it. He smirked lightly as he twirled the weapon on his finger as he finished reloading before chambering the first round of the new magazine. He then stood sideways extending his arm pointing it down range at the target and began firing once more, each shot echoing throughout the shooting range. He once more emptied the clip and chuckled softly before pressing a button near by causing the target to move towards him. He quietly looked at it examining his shot pattern and smiled a bit.

"Good grouping. I won't rest though till all my shots go through the same hole."

To say the grouping was good was a drastic understatement as all his shots had been grouped within a area the size of a toilet paper tube. And as a result there was a hole that looked like a baby had punched a hole in the target.

Mirage looked to her brother, as he seemed to enjoy making her wait. She sat next to the sign that lead to the shooting range, giving a heavy sigh as she looked toward him as he gathered their targets. They were actually there to practice the accuracy of their magic. Of course, the manager of the shooting range didn't really enjoy the idea of setting fire to target there, but, he couldn't really turn them away. That would be discrimination.

She smiled once her brother was next to her, and they made their way over to the farthest part. They noticed that there was one other person there, but they paid him no mind... at least until he started shooting. Mirage was quite impressed with his accuracy, knowing that she would never be able to do that with a weapon in a million years.

Trey, on the other hand, let out a scoff when he saw his sister ogling the target. "It's not that impressive," he said quietly, continuing to set up the targets.

Being one to 'practice how he played' he wasn't wearing any ear plugs and due to the silence, heard the other mans words. Even if just barely. A small smirk crossed his lips as he quietly set up another target, then reholstering his desert eagle, he sent the target down range as he made his way up to where the new people were. As he approached he spoke quietly.

"Pardon me, but do you mind if I fire from here for a minute. Just 6 quick shots."

As he spoke he would then draw his revolver and not waiting on an answer, stared down range towards his target then quickly glanced about before firing at the wall. 6 shots. All with a bit of time in between. As each shot was fired, a moment later, his target would move a bit indicating it had been hit. He was ricocheting his shots off the wall to hit his target. This set of shots was nowhere near as accurate but still accurate enough where if his target was a living person, they would have defiantly been done for when the set was over. He stood there looking towards his target in silence and shrugged.

"I need more practice in the ricochet shot department."

Trey might have said yes; doubtful, but he might have. But the male didn't even give him the chance to respond, and that irked him. He narrowed his eyes, watching the man as he did his special shots, but failed to look impressed. He still had that same scowl on his face. He gave a 'tch' and turned to finish raising his targets.

"Oh wow!" came Mirage's voice, which only irritated Trey more, that she was showing this guy attention. She walked up to the guard rail and leaned over it, looking at the target. "That's really good! I don't think I've ever seen anyone use such artful techniques with a gun. How did you learn to do that?" She turned, and looked to the male with interest.

She wasn't one for using weapons like that, and had never really found them interesting. But seeing him shoot like that was quite different. It wasn't just a point and shoot. He made it look so easy, even though she knew that had to be very difficult.

He smirked a bit at the womans words then looked to the obviously irritatedmale.

"That was rather rude of me wasn't it? Not even waiting for a response. Tell ya what. You want an apology, you apologize first for trying to talk behind my back. Ya see...I'm not too fond of people insulting my abilities behind my back. How bout next time you be nice and either keep your mouth shut, compliment them or offer some constructive criticism. Cause you see...far as I'm concerned, your berating my abilities speaks poorly of your own. Ergo your talking bad about mine means you think your own suck."

He would then look to the female and smile lightly.

"And thank you for the compliments. Though far as I'm concerned, my abilities are rather lacking."

Trey raised his eyes to the man. "Talking behind your back? Hardly. I gave an opinion, so don't think that you are all---"

"Trey..." Mirage hissed to her brother, trying to tell him to just let it go. He looked at her, a little annoyed that she had stopped his rant, but turned back to putting his targets up. She watched him, frowning a bit, before looking back at Rocky.

"Erm, you'll have to ignore him. He's not having a good day." She offered an apologetic smile. 'Of course, he never has a good day,' she thought to herself.

Trey gave a grunt, and started to reel out the targets, ignoring the other two now. He was just ready to practice, and then continue on their way.

He shrugged a bit as he looked to the man.

"Oh and just so you know. This place has fans near wher e the targets go that randomly turn on and off to help people practice by helping them learn to calculate for wind adjustments. Not sure if it'd affect magic but just being nice and letting you know."

He then looked to the woman quietly for a moment.

"It's no big deal. Honestly I'm having a bit of a bad day myself. My rude gesture a moment ago was just my way of trying to vent a little. I do apologize for that."