[ emma is so prone to getting lost in her own mind when she's shooting like this, when the world narrows down to nothing but her and the gun in her hand and the crack of powder and lead. she's almost surprised to hear something else disturb the peace of the blazing afternoon, and she lowers her rifle, turning to look at her newest company.
she takes in the sight of goodnight, resting her gun in the crook of her elbow as she gives him a small nod of greeting. goodnight is a man emma can't quite peg: he's charming, articulate, but not the kind of man she'd expect to associate with sam chisolm — or the type to leap when sam comes calling. but, then again, most of the men that chisolm has assembled are not remotely the kind of heroes emma would have expected to come riding in to save her town.
but they'll do. ]
Thank you, Mister Robicheaux.
[ she knows she's good, and she doesn't much need a man to tell her the same — but polite woman that she is, she appreciates the compliment.
however, there's a challenge in that next statement, and her eyebrow lifts, just slightly. ]
Would you have me prove it, then?
[ she inclines her head slightly towards the targets she'd been shooting expectantly. ]
pshhhh 'excellent' is more like it
she takes in the sight of goodnight, resting her gun in the crook of her elbow as she gives him a small nod of greeting. goodnight is a man emma can't quite peg: he's charming, articulate, but not the kind of man she'd expect to associate with sam chisolm — or the type to leap when sam comes calling. but, then again, most of the men that chisolm has assembled are not remotely the kind of heroes emma would have expected to come riding in to save her town.
but they'll do. ]
Thank you, Mister Robicheaux.
[ she knows she's good, and she doesn't much need a man to tell her the same — but polite woman that she is, she appreciates the compliment.
however, there's a challenge in that next statement, and her eyebrow lifts, just slightly. ]
Would you have me prove it, then?
[ she inclines her head slightly towards the targets she'd been shooting expectantly. ]