-"Follow me."

Rin sniffed and ignored me, trying her best to raise her shinai in defiance of her ruthless adversary.
-"A proper Magus does not yield."

Taiga, who gramps dotted upon like no tomorrow, licked her lips.
-"You want to test that hypothesis?"
For extra flair, she weaved her shinai between her fingers without even looking.

Rin tried again to gain her footing, supporting herself on the wall. Her jaw set, disheveled hair, and shaking, I had to admit I was impressed by her determination.
-"A Tooohhhsaaaka ...nevahh ...nevahhh bhaaaaaDOLTUNHANDME!LET ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!"

I ignored her protests and used a fireman's carry.
-"Doing my job."

I sent a wink to an open-mouthed Sakura and the echoes of my passenger made the glass panes flinch.

-"I will have my revenge, as soon as my body stops cramping, I will make you taste my wrath!"

Sasuke greeted us as we reached the gun range but he declined to comment.

-"Where are you taking me, you brutish ape?"

I lowered her in one of the plastic chairs and her murderous eyes tried to make sense of the place.
-"Please, I ask of you a vow, an oath of secrecy."

-"And why should I grant your request? After you humiliated me, your madman of a cousin made a fool of me in front of all those subordinates? If anything, I should be calling my father to report this appalling treatment."

I looked to the roof and recalled the many maaany teachings about our trade. And first of all, was to discard your ego. That's why the Emiya clan isn't a family of Magi.
Ego kills, so you need to shoot it first.
-"I can't shoot."

That got her out of her tirade.
-"What do you mean you can't shoot? My father pays a veritable fortune for your noisy weapons. Are you telling me you are a fraud?"

Shame was an old friend, but to paraphrase mum, better shamed and alive than naive and dead.
-"I, Shiriu Emiya, son of the two most feared assassins, can't shoot a gun."

Her head canted and disbelief was written all over her face.
-"You are joking, right?"

-"Both my element and my origin disagree with the concept of guns. I can use a bow just fine..."
I pointed to the many holes in the shooting range roof.
"...but hand me a submachinegun and the safest place is directly in front of the barrel."