[Dan nods approvingly at Saturday's latest round.]
Bit of both. Everyone's body moves a little bit different, so half the time finding the tricks that work for you comes out of practice. Uh...curl your toes a little. It sounds silly but it'll ground you a bit more. And take some more time between trigger pulls, the gun can only fire so fast and it gives your body more time to rebound from the recoil.
[Dan doesn't show on his face his concern when Guts tenses up - he maybe wouldn't have even noticed it if he weren't watching Guts' body language so carefully to give feedback.]
Oh, no, nothing important. Just making some idle noise to test your focus. Here, let me take those. Great shots except that last one, but personally, I always like to end a shooting on a miss because it keeps me motivated to come back and try again later.
[He takes the guns from them both, and while he does lightly, "accidentally" brushes Guts' thumb with his own. Everyone's hands are hot from the firings, but Dan's especially so as he tries to slip a little of Guts' previous relaxation back, like taking a long sip from a favorite warm beverage.]
I don't know if I could swing a sword right now without my arms falling off, but maybe you might could walk me through the blades around here so I know what's what and what's a...funyun.
[Falcon. Fashion. Whatever the hell Guts called it.]
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Bit of both. Everyone's body moves a little bit different, so half the time finding the tricks that work for you comes out of practice. Uh...curl your toes a little. It sounds silly but it'll ground you a bit more. And take some more time between trigger pulls, the gun can only fire so fast and it gives your body more time to rebound from the recoil.
[Dan doesn't show on his face his concern when Guts tenses up - he maybe wouldn't have even noticed it if he weren't watching Guts' body language so carefully to give feedback.]
Oh, no, nothing important. Just making some idle noise to test your focus. Here, let me take those. Great shots except that last one, but personally, I always like to end a shooting on a miss because it keeps me motivated to come back and try again later.
[He takes the guns from them both, and while he does lightly, "accidentally" brushes Guts' thumb with his own. Everyone's hands are hot from the firings, but Dan's especially so as he tries to slip a little of Guts' previous relaxation back, like taking a long sip from a favorite warm beverage.]
I don't know if I could swing a sword right now without my arms falling off, but maybe you might could walk me through the blades around here so I know what's what and what's a...funyun.
[Falcon. Fashion. Whatever the hell Guts called it.]