Lawrence, Kansas

[tobeclosetohim]

Somewhere after the eggs and bacon breakfast, and after a trip into town, and return with many bags, there was the first lesson on gun cleanliness. Which went well enough for educational, but dull on both sides, even though Rachel managed to look attentive and Jo managed to look severe.

With that over, Jo grabbed her brown leather jacket and made for the front door.

"I found a spot this morning while you were out."

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[tobeclosetohim]

"Your choice. We've got the morning. You can shoot more. You can try combat. You can sit on your ass an do nothin'."

Jo's not her drill instructor. That much is clear.

She's not forcing it. It's up to her to decide what she wants.

[theresnodoor]

At the last comment, Rachel looks over and grins, amused at least. "Not really feeling like the last idea right now."

There's so much to do - or at least, there should be so much to do. And she's in no place to do it right now.

But she will be.

The cylinder of the gun clicks when it spins, re-loaded and Rachel moves back into her stance. "Combat later."

She's only just getting the hang of this part.

[tobeclosetohim]

Rachel doesn't see since Jo's off to her side and back now.

But there's a grim faint approval on her face.


She'll walk behind after a point of announcing herself, while the shooting happens, using two fingers to correct small things with little force. Just enough touch to make her notice.

When her shoulders are up. When she isn't standing straight.

To laugh when something suddenly explodes beyond them.

It'll take time, but she's doing good at faster learning. Which was what this world demanded.

[theresnodoor]

And that, at least, she knows how to do.

That grim determination on Rachel's face turns to intense concentration, listening and shifting along with Jo's instruction.

Until she ends up grinning, giddy and amused and laughing when Jo does, with the sound of exploding glass in the background.

By the time her first box of ammunition is empty, Rachel is relaxed and happy, grinning as she holsters the gun and takes a look at their ruined shot-practice - and the fence full of holes.

"That was fun," Rachel announces with a happy little sigh, shrugging her jacket back on.

[tobeclosetohim]

Only one proper response another pretty girl with a gun, who isn't incompetent, enjoying herself.

"Fuck yeah."

[theresnodoor]

Rachel laughs again, grinning at-- well, a pretty girl with a gun, who isn't incompetent, enjoying herself.

Best damn teacher she ever had.

"You have stuff to do today?"

[tobeclosetohim]

That gets a partly dry glance up.

"I should check in."



At least with Dean or Dianne.

Someone she wasn't likely to scowl at.




Too much.

[theresnodoor]

"Cool." There is nodding and small smiles. "I wanna look around a bit."

A few different ways, at that: eagle eyes, the wolf's nose, and the bear's...

Well, she just likes the bear.

[tobeclosetohim]

"Here or want me to drop you somewhere on my way in?"

[theresnodoor]

"I can make my way back to your place eventually. Give you time to... warn the locals, or whatever."

[tobeclosetohim]

It wasn't a hard road back. And she'd made it Topkea fine all on her own.

So Jo shrugged, with a grin.

"Catch you when your back."

[theresnodoor]

"Sounds good." Rachel smiles and waves, already heading around the house again. "Hey... thanks for all this."

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo's grin was more wan this time.

With a simple nod, her hands shoving half into her tight jeans.

"Keep practicing and you just might enjoy the ride in this world."

[theresnodoor]

"And without a bike, too."

Rachel smirks, waves once more, and is gone.