ADLEIGH A. NIVINOIR. ⚡️

Oh I've robbed plenty. A LOT of banks. It really gets the blood pumping, I tell you.

Ugghhhhh. Fuck.

[ Tossing his rifle to the side in a fit of frustration. Apparently whiskey did not make someone a better aim. Who would have thought? ]

Whatever, damn birds are just lucky, that's all. *hic* High flying bastards.

You're thinking too much about it. Besides, stealing food ain't the worst thing you can steal, that'll just mildly inconvenience someone.

Try stealing from a bank, then you'll REALLY make some enemies, heheheh.

Oh, boo hoo. No one's gonna cry over a missing sandwich every now and then.

You could just. Steal food. Hell, maybe pick berries off of trees if you find 'em. Grass ain't no good for your stomach.

....but then again, you do look like an animal, so maybe I'm wrong.

[ Stare. ]

You tryin' to be a horse or somethin?

You do that. If y' need more lessons, lemme know.

Not mine, no. These babies are the best guns I've ever owned. If you want one, you can either buy one or steal one.

Shouldn't be hard to find one, they're real common.

[ Adleigh has a deep love for his personal guns. ]

Heheh. Now imagine what that could do to a human. It'd kill 'em on the spot.

[ Aaand he's just going to pluck the revolver from the demon's hands. It was his after all. Sliding it back into his holster. ]

Pretty cool, huh?

[ Right. Going over to scoot the table and bottle just a little bit closer. ]

Make sure you keep your arm steady when you're aimin'. Slightest deviation will cause that bullet to fly elsewhere. Hell, you could use two hands to hold it if you need to.

Ohhhh, fffuck off, I'm too good to be hit by my own bullets. I just need more -

[ Instead of grabbing the outstretched hand, he tries to grab yet another bottle, only for him to accidentally bump it over and spill the contents on the ground. ]

.../ Shit. /

Hmmm.

[ A squint is taken to assess the bottle's condition...still standing. ]

Not quite on the mark. Want me to move it a bit closer?

[ ...Suddenly, nearby, a bolt of lightning strikes the earth, though there's no dark clouds overhead. Weird. Adleigh doesn't even flinch at it. ]

Damn birds're gonna rue the day they dodged me.

[ Adleigh's eye squints, caught off by the sudden lighting change. When he realizes there's a person standing in front of him, he does a shooing gesture with his hand. ]

Get outta th' way. *hic* I'm tryin' to practice...

Let's see how good your marksmanship is.

Hmm...oh!

[ He reached into a bag, holding up an almost finished bottle of whiskey...which he then promptly finished. ]

You can shoot at this. Here.

[ Getting up, he moved a bit of a distance away, setting up a table, and setting the bottle on top. ]

Try shooting at this from a distance.

@doggydumbass.bsky.social

[ A bored as hell Adleigh was back first on the ground, rifle aimed up at the air as he was taking shots at some birds flying over. He was missing. It didn't help that he'd been through two bottles of whiskey either. ]

ffffFFUCKing birds...*hic* wastin' my ammo...

[ Taking out a revolver, spinning it on his finger a bit before offering it to Black Frost. ]

This here's the Colt Single Action Army. / The / best handgun in the world.

It's real simple. Cock the hammer back, aim, and fire.

|| honestly tbh. I'm just wanting to get into a fight with any of my accounts it's been Ages.

|| I really wanna get this adleigh into trouble. I want him to Brawl.

Ever used one? It's reeeeeal simple.

[ Using a gun was one thing. Maintaining it, caring for it, studying the ins and outs of the mechanisms it housed were another. ]

It takes a lot of control and precision, not to mention knowledge.

[ Once he got done with a batch, he began slotting them into a cartridge belt. ]

Not to mention, you gotta know how to use a gun first.

Then it don't work. And yep - every round's gotta have one.

[ Even the bullets for his revolvers, but those have a different rune inscribed. ]

It's called Gunmancy. Something I learned back when I was a teenager. Makes gunfights go a hell of a lot quicker.

Ohhhh, nothin.

[ Adleigh doesn't turn and continues drawing in the runes. Looks like he recognizes the voice. ]

Just scribblin' in some runes. Gotta make sure most of my rounds got some kinda rune in 'em.

Wow. The Devil himself, huh.

[ A blink. Adleigh didn't believe it, even for him, that seemed too crazy to be real. But, he decided to roll with it. ]

Remind me not to get on your bad side.

[ Boredly etching thunder runes on his rifle rounds... ]