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[justbeingknife]

[ So long as the pistol really was similar to firing a conventional piece, Majima's aim was pretty much spot-on, with a little variance depending on how much attention he was paying to the conversation, rather than the bottles. ]

I didn't. Not at a range or anythin'.

Legality and all, y'know? Over the years, I've seen some dudes handle guns, though. So after I started getting my hands on a couple pieces, I kinda did what they did.

[ Pew pew, or whatever noises Juno's gun made. Thus far, three bottles in a row would not pose too much of a challenge. ]

[junosteel]

[Pew pew is approximately the noise that Juno's gun makes. A red laser shoots out from the barrel and seems to instantaneously make contact with the glass, almost shattering it from the inside out. Really, what would the future do without its laser technology?]

Huh. I get that. Hyperion never really got around to, um, implementing gun control so...someone like me could've gotten a gun at any time.

[It was because guns were good for business, and guns made money. Same with alcohol and all other flavor of drugs. That's just how Hyperion City worked, and that was the reality of the situation for all who lived there. Especially those in Oldtown.

At least, when it still existed.]

Did I tell you I won the sharpshooting contest at the HCPD three times in a row?

[justbeingknife]

[ Majima snorted at this, cracking a small smile as he drew a bead on a bottle. ]

Ya sure did. You're really proud of that, aren't ya?

Who'd ya beat out for the top spot? Did ya sit under a waterfall?

[ TELL HIM ABOUT THE OLD DAYS GRANDPA okay no ]

[junosteel]

[Listen, it's something to prove that he was once worth something just as he's worth something now. Juno lets out a snort.]

I'm just saying. I forget what I tell to some people sometimes. And, like, not to brag, but it was the chief of police, themselves.

[He puffs out his chest a little bit. It's a little nice to brag sometimes. Makes you feel like Not Shit.]

[justbeingknife]

[ Juno was weirdly... cute when he was bragging? It was probably some residual wereraccoon charm. ]

Nice job. Hope he was a good sport about it.

[ You know, because sometimes your superior was a douchebag, and of course Juno had mentioned the whole corruption angle... ]

Think you could still sharp some shots?

[ pewww there went another bottle ]

[junosteel]

Eh. The police are never happy about anything.

[A scoff.] Of course I can shoot some sharps. Gimme that pistol.

[He holds out a clawed hand, gesturing for Majima to hand it over. There's still a few bottles left--but he only needs a few to get the job done.]

[justbeingknife]

Maybe some better pay'd improve their disposition.

[ Majima handed the laser pistol back to Juno quite... well, handily. Grip first. ]

Here ya are. Show those bottles who's boss!