Blowing off steam
Apr 4, 2017 10:24:28 GMT -5
Post by Gy Sgt. Julien Foxwell on Apr 4, 2017 10:24:28 GMT -5
January 2017
0800 hours
Gun range
Stepping out of the shower, Julien felt mildly refreshed. He had run into an unknown situation, one in which his XO had thrown coffee in his face - procedure in dealing with what came next was not covered in marine boot-camp. His trigger finger was cramping and he needed to blow off steam. Julien had done a run to the laundry to make sure that his uniform was going to be in pristine condition by the next time he needed it, which was soon.
Julien had got three sets of each dress, mainly in case if accidents occurred. He sat down on the side of his bed, retrieving his sniper rifle. The only way to blow of steam was to practice, hone it in and focus on getting his shots right under pressure. The Gunny sighed, rubbing his scalp before getting up, putting his cover on, and heading down the corridor to meet up with the rest of his team mates - those that wanted to hit the range early.
"Foxy, ready to shoot some metal?"
"What do you think, Al?" Julien replied, patting his mate, Al, on the back. "Where's the rest of our squad?"
"Chance's talking to his girl, Jonjo's busy in the gym and Taylor's taking a dump, they said they'd hit up the range later. Allowing you to get 'sufficiently warmed up.'" Al responded, scoffing slightly.
Julien shook his head, a lopsided grin on his face as they both made their way down to the range. It was a quick walk, especially at the pace they had gone to. Julien sat down at a nearby bench, as Al went ahead to begin practicing. His eyes scanned the area, as he began making sure that his sniper was clean and wouldn't end up jamming on him.
Tag: @vinigan
0800 hours
Gun range
Stepping out of the shower, Julien felt mildly refreshed. He had run into an unknown situation, one in which his XO had thrown coffee in his face - procedure in dealing with what came next was not covered in marine boot-camp. His trigger finger was cramping and he needed to blow off steam. Julien had done a run to the laundry to make sure that his uniform was going to be in pristine condition by the next time he needed it, which was soon.
Julien had got three sets of each dress, mainly in case if accidents occurred. He sat down on the side of his bed, retrieving his sniper rifle. The only way to blow of steam was to practice, hone it in and focus on getting his shots right under pressure. The Gunny sighed, rubbing his scalp before getting up, putting his cover on, and heading down the corridor to meet up with the rest of his team mates - those that wanted to hit the range early.
"Foxy, ready to shoot some metal?"
"What do you think, Al?" Julien replied, patting his mate, Al, on the back. "Where's the rest of our squad?"
"Chance's talking to his girl, Jonjo's busy in the gym and Taylor's taking a dump, they said they'd hit up the range later. Allowing you to get 'sufficiently warmed up.'" Al responded, scoffing slightly.
Julien shook his head, a lopsided grin on his face as they both made their way down to the range. It was a quick walk, especially at the pace they had gone to. Julien sat down at a nearby bench, as Al went ahead to begin practicing. His eyes scanned the area, as he began making sure that his sniper was clean and wouldn't end up jamming on him.
Tag: @vinigan
