OOC: Just realsied there's no actual rifle range. Let's say they went to some open area to use.
Ic:
Mik looked at the vykker. "Sure...tired." He continued, now in a sarcastic tone "Not at all dead. Definitely not decomposing. And there's no posssiblity that she's actually a taxidermy belonging to a mental Vykker."
He turned back to the makeshift rifle range and paused.
"Somebody go get some tin cans. And a bench."
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