While the other girls talked among them, Rin and I started our shooting class. Taking several rocks and placing them at 5, 10, 15 and 20 yards, our impromptu shooting gallery was ready and waiting.

Hugging Rin from behind, I placed her hands on the Mateba. She seemed awfully nervous because her skin was beet red from neck to ears.
-"Hold it like this, this finger goes outside."

I was so close that her throat gulping down was almost deafening.
-"Like...like this?"

-"Easy, you don't have to throttle down the grip."

Her hands were quivering, maybe the revolver's weight was far too heavy for her.

-"Now, bullet drop isn't going to matter, but recoil WILL matter."
I bent her arms just a bit.
"Pull the trigger."

She did and the massive round tore the morning calm. Rin started hyperventilating and I feared she was in shock.
-"WOOOOHOOOOO! Again!"

Oh.
Mini Shiriou the Horny, looked at me sideways and on his red face, his eyebrows wiggled.
I helped her brace again and she shot, shot and shot until the hammer clicked.

She pouted.
-"No more boom booms? This is fun! Like casting Gandr without expending my magical reserves."
Her lower lip extended, she used a full-eyed, wobbly pout on me. It was unfair. It was super-effective.

Scratching my chin, I looked over the patterns on the sand.
-"You are not half bad at this, not bad..."

Her chest puffed, standing straighter.
-"The Tohsakas are well known for excellence in any and all endeavour we take on. Also, this is remarkably similar to the Gandr's recoil."

I showed her how to use the speed loaders and pointed to the 15 yards mark.
-"Willing to put your money where you put your mouth?"

She oozed sassiness and looked at me over her shoulder.
-"Why would I place a coin on your lips?"

I sputtered.
-"You...you win this time.."

Rin Tohsaka, Magus and Heir to her house, licked a slender finger and marked the score in the air.

Crossing my arms I focused on the 15 yards target.
"But focusing on our task at hand, care for a wager?"

-"State your terms, third rate magus."

-"Hit the 15 yards mark in three shots or less, and I'm gonna project any weapon you wish to try, be it rifles to flintlocks."

She eyed me and squared herself against the targets. The first shoot went way wide, hitting between the 15 and 20 yards mark. Her hands lifted the gun even more, and I was ready to gloat all over her Magus-ness. The second shot shattered the 20-yard rock.
-"Tohsakas are well known for excellence."

I stood gaping and pointing to the impossible but the evidence remained in front of me, taunting me.

She passed the gun to her left and raised her right, brimming with magical energy. She vaporised the poor rock, making sand-grain-sized rocks from the sad remains.
-"Similar to Gandr. The lateral deviation, the vertical drop, it is almost the same."
She eyed me and then pondered.
"Show me the tiniest gun you know and then the largest. I would like to get a sense of context here."

Sasuke would have said something about his pants. But I digress.
I held my left hand open and projected a tiny itty bitty pea-shooter.
-"This is the Kolibri, you can fit it in your purse...and this..."
For this one, I knelt down, my right hand over the ground. Tremors started rocking my frame and my circuits flared worse than Vladivostok when we stole the nukes...
I hated to project this bad boy...but a promise is a promise...now...let's hope the Finnish don't hear when we shoot their 20 mm behemot...