12- Nevere quite another like it

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[Jack appears on the Plane, this time with all of Torchwood's shooting range. He's wearing the standard goggles and muflers, and besides him is a small table. On it are several different types of guns, including a Contemporary Polish WIST-94, a Taurus PT145 .45 ACP pistol, and an Enfield Mk II Revolver. All the guns have obviously been customized and  bear either the Torchwood symbol like the mufflers, or have 'TORCHWOOD' printed on the side.

He shoots each one in turn, almost always hitting the center of the target, arm steady and position very nearly perfect. With each shot fired, however, he looks increasingly annoyed, slamming the last gun down on the table angrily as he mutters darkly under his breath]

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[Jack picks up the Enfield Mk II Revolver, since it's the closest thing to the Webley he has on hand]

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[She slips on a pair of muflers and takes her stance, a tiny curve of a smile on her face. No matter how crazy everything else might get, this is always simple--always right. Her, the weapon, the target. She closes her eyes, takes a calming breath--and then snaps her eyes open and empties the clip into a clean target sheet. The result is two small, uneven holes in the head and heart of the target outline, each one about twice the size of her thumbnail.]