> >From: "Adunaphell =P"
> >> Location: The hills northeast of Mutha and the ranch
> >> Ship time: 0997.261.1100
> >> Ranch time: 0997.261.1200
> >> Characters: Woof and Jezebel
>
> >"I think honestly, one shot," she pulls another top out of her pack and
> >looks at Woof, "if it doesn't blow up the next one we puncture with the
> >knife." She pauses for a moment before putting the second top on. It's
> >black with a long red chinese dragon down the right side. Jezebel pulls a
>
> >fresh set of boxers out of the saddle bag and walks
> >around behind the horse before stripping out of the wet ones and
> >putting the dry ones one.
>
> She continues to dress, pants, wipes her feet off carefully before putting
>
> socks and boots back on, combat harness, shoulder holster, butterfly
> holster
> and finally duster.
>
Once he *thinks* she's dressed, he starts getting the horses together, the
rope coiled and around the pommel of his saddle.
> She looks over at Woof as she straightens her hair out with her fingers
> before looking up the hill for a good spot to take the shot. Her right
> hand
> pulls the bipod out of her cargo pocket and spins it unconciously like
> some
> oversized metallic drum stick.
>
> "Right about there," she points up the hill, grabs the rifle and snaps the
>
> bipod into place with a practiced ease. There's a soft click as the
> components lock together.
>
Woof walks with the horses, and hands the reigns of her horse to her as he
passes. He swings up into the saddle, and rides to the top of the hill.
> She takes the reigns of her horse and starts to head up towards the
> location
> where she can get a good angle shot on the back corner of the device and
> hopefully flood it out.
>
Woof takes her horse as she gets to where she wants to shoot, then pulls his
camera. "Let me catch this on film," he says. When he is ready, he lets
her know. "Count it down...I'll snap several," he adds.
Woof
