Fionn was practicing his trick shots as the group re-entered the training room. He had conjured up an impromptu firing range with several dummies in different equipment, ranging from Paladins and Knights to Musketeers to SAS operatives all at different ranges. There was a light fixture made up to illuminate dummies when Fionn was to shoot them.
[color=c20000]"As amusing as attacking defenseless objects is, I believe that I could use your help in some training. Would you agree to come along?"[/color]
He turned to face Slindis, throwing his left hand over his shoulder to shoot the helmet (and head) off of a dummy in full Knight get up. "Well of course I could lend a hand, anything to help around here!" He leaned over to one side to stick his arm below his right leg for another shot, blowing apart another target. "I just need to practice my aim, that's all. You don't just start practicing complex maneuvers and techniques without brushing up on the basics now do you?" He walked over to the computer and tapped a few buttons. The Dummies transformed into what they represented. A group of Musketeers, Knights, Gunslingers, Assassins, Mages and other Warriors now stood on the other side of the room, ready to charge Fionn. He walked over to face them, his expression and stance now becoming still and determined. He noted Sandy was empty. "Computer, begin program".
He began to load Sandy at in insane rate, to the observers it was almost as if his hand didn't move between points. Once the last two shells were loaded, he cocked the shotgun with one hand. As the warriors began their assault on the Gun-Sword Mage, he how held Sandy to his hip. He started his barrage, firing and loading shells at lightning speed, each shot hitting their intended target. First the Mages fell, then then those wielding firearms, then the rest. By the time Sandy ran empty, the whole mob was now either dead or incapacitated. He walked back over to Slindis, holstering Sandy and folding his arms, "So, what are we learning today?"
