action;

[aliceinname]

[ Several gunshots crack against the air, causing a few startled birds to take flight above the blond. Here was Alice, handling the only object on his person since he began his quest to kill a white rabbit. He stood looking over to a target-- no bullet holes marring it's surface. ]

Ehhh---!? Not even one?

[ Revolver still in hand, he moved, rubbing

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just so you know you got me into this canon >:

[homuhomuchan]

You don't want to close your eyes when you aim, and you want to be sure to hold the gun steady when you do.

[ the things she had most of her issues from. emerging from behind a tree now, and flipping her hair. ]

I have to admit that I wasn't watching you as closely as I could have been, though.

[ and perhaps should have been. ]

That makes me feel so honored |D

[aliceinname]

[ Woah... she watched him through a tree? No-- he must have not noticed her peeking or something. He lifts a hand, rubbing at the back of his neck in some kind of awkward fashion. ]

A-ahh... I am still just trying to learn how to handle this thing.

[ But wait-- this young girl... did this mean she used such weapons? Regularly? How unfortunate... ]

You seem to know a lot about guns.

Goodie \o/ :D s-sorry this is so late jaflwe orz jklawef

[homuhomuchan]

[ something like that, yes. ]

I'm used to them.

[ yes. quite regularly. ]

It takes practice.

no worriesss

[aliceinname]

Ah but you're- [ A small child! The idea of kids having to deal with weapons... when not even he wishes he had to hold this gun. ]

Ah- heh yeah! I know! That's why I'm out here now!

action for eternity

[rolereverse]

[ guess who is there and saw everything and is laughing at you just like the situation calls!!! ]

You know there's a target you could hit right there, do you?

This is now a log.

[aliceinname]

[ Frizzes right up at the laughter, or maybe the fact he recognizes that voice and he's kinda ANNOYED WITH YOU ACE. ]

Tch--! Yeah and there's a tall target right in front of me right now!

[ He means you! But it's a empty threat, he's not even holding his gun up, letting it hang loose in his digits at his hip. ]

Do you even know how to use a gun?

your face is a log

[rolereverse]

[ everyone is always annoyed at ace it's like a law of the universe, so he can't really tell anymore.

he takes a step closer, fingers curled around the hilt of his sword and smiling like usual. ]

As a matter of fact--

[ in a slow, swift movement he unsheathes it, and immediately after it transforms into his trademark gun (you know, the one not even blood's ridiculously decorated with roses can hold a candle to), pointing it at alice. ]

--I do.

your mom is a log. And you are but a twig.

[aliceinname]

[ Well! He's not one to go against the laws of the universe!! He's just as annoyed as ever as the brunette steps closer-- not noticing the grip on the hilt.

Until that blade is drawn out and goes through it's own personal magical 'girl' transformation--- whfkjsgh WHAT IS THAT? IS THAT A GUN? He stumbles back a few paces eyes wide, his annoyed look momentarily done in by his curiosity and wonderment of the situation. ]

That-- what is that-!? It-- was a gun a minute ago!

[ Being much too distracted by this, any fear that might have spawned by having the firearm pointed at him is lost. Besides that fact he thinks he's friends with this guy. ]

action, then

[caligisti]

[ Happiness is a warm gun, right? Someone's taking that a little too literally, but surprise, surprise, the man is a worse shot than Bianchi. And from the look in his eyes, Mukuro gathers that, atop whatever else, he's not quite the sanest of them all, either. Then again, who is in this day and age? (And some would say sanity is overrated.)

So have Mukuro appearing behind you, all noiseless footfalls, one hand gradually raising itself as though he might attempt to slip the weapon from Alice's fingers. No sign of fear whatsoever, despite one, two steps, and you could almost be nose to nose if you turned around.

Even from this angle and proximity, he feels secure. ]

Careful with that. Someone might get hurt.

[ -- and just as quickly as that, Mukuro lifts his hand farther, brushing against Alice to the barest degree before swiping upwards, tapping his own chin. ]

[aliceinname]

[ Happiness is a warm gun, yes it is. When I hold you in my arms, when I feel my finger on your trigger. Don't you know, nobody can do me no harm. Really, someone is delving much too deep into a simple outing for gunshot practice. If he plans to kill someone, he's damn well got to get better at handling this gun he was given and only time can cure this novice aim of his.

Still faced away from the target, he issues out a siiiiigh before he tenses to turn around-- only to FREEZE in place at the sudden voice-- and the brush of something passing by. ]

W-whaa..!? When did you--?!