With the hand off of his shoulder he can square up in his lane again, and after the first three shots, he can talk again too, muscle-memory and the sonic crack-boom diffusing some weight from his chest.
"It happened fast."
Another round, off-mark two centimeters, then a slow breath and the next into the black.
"The last I saw South she had her barrel pointed at the ground. Just . . . watching."
Next target, another one, two off-mark, before he finds a clear space in his head and it's one, two, three in a neat cluster.
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With the hand off of his shoulder he can square up in his lane again, and after the first three shots, he can talk again too, muscle-memory and the sonic crack-boom diffusing some weight from his chest.
"It happened fast."
Another round, off-mark two centimeters, then a slow breath and the next into the black.
"The last I saw South she had her barrel pointed at the ground. Just . . . watching."
Next target, another one, two off-mark, before he finds a clear space in his head and it's one, two, three in a neat cluster.