one, video; un: sharpshooter

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[ This apartment may look a bit familiar. It's certainly the same one that Kaz was in in his previous post. This time however, the message features Jesper. Still decked out in his awesome 90s clothes, b-t-dubs. Yes, there are riots out there. And yeah, riots suck. But Jesper looks like he's doing pretty ok, thanks for asking. ]

Hey, so I know you guys are a real generous bunch. [ He grins. ] This might sound like a weird request, but given the way people were hoarding them back at the supermarket, I figure everybody's stocking up on canned food, right? Since I guess the food inside takes forever to spoil.

[ He shrugs. Yes, he was one of the people who looted the DollarClub. No, he does not look any worse for the wear. Instead Jesper produces a can of beans for the magitek. It's empty, actually, but he gives it a little spin if anyone needs to take a closer look before putting it down on the couch. ]

So I thought to myself, 'Jesper, I bet a lot of people are gonna just throw those cans away after they're done with them,' and that's a real shame. So if anybody has empty cans laying around, think you could send them my way?

[ He smiles again, this time the can seems to, um. Float? In mid-air? Does he know he's doing that? ]

I promise, they're for a good cause.

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audio; un: sharpshooter

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Guns? What would cans have to do with guns?

[ It's not always about guns with him, Loki! Though good guess. ]

Cans are too brittle to make guns out of, but if you find a way to do that... let me know.

[selfimage]

You don't turn them into guns—

[ there's a little psh that comes out of his mouth. ]

I meant that you'd have something to take aim upon.

[endeudado]

[ A trained fabrikator could absolutely make cans into guns. ]

What, you think I'd need cans to shoot at to practice my aim? I'm hurt. Haven't you heard I never miss?

[selfimage]

[ why would anyone ever use a gun when you can be magic. ]

Well ... [ there's a lighthearted tease in his voice. ] Your reputation hasn't caught up with your claim yet.

That means you may have to show me.

[endeudado]

[ Why use magic when you can be a Grisha? ]

Guess I might have to fix that. [ Really, he's going to have to start showing off to the network, isn't he? ]

...Unfortunately, I doubt the neighbors would appreciate the sound of a gunshot right now. But trust me, next chance I get? I'll record it for you.

[selfimage]

[ there's a little hm in his voice. ]

I was thinking of something of an in person demonstration.

[endeudado]

[ Jesper will never say no to shooting things. Ever. ]

Hey, if you give me a target and a way to hide the sound, I'm your man.

[ People just seem so not used to gunshots in Woodhurst? it's weird. ]

[selfimage]

[ he can derive a few things from this message, and that the firearms are already present is one of them. ]

That sounds like a challenge. I can hide almost anything, you know.

[endeudado]

[ A man is nothing without his guns, Loki. ]

Oh, yeah? Name a time. I can meet you on the campus if you wanna see what I can do.

[selfimage]

Campus? Sounds reckless—I'm in.

[ who's he kidding. ]

We'll tee-bee-dee the date at time. There are some more dire circumstances to concern ourselves with.

[ like his truth curse, and the zombies. mostly the truth curse. ]

[endeudado]

I know a place that's pretty empty most of the time. Should be fun.

[ Like, for real, shooting things is fun! Consider this date set. ]

Yeah, maybe once the riots die down. For now you'll just have to trust me—Jesper Fahey never misses.

[selfimage]

I'll leave it up in the air until I see it for myself, Mister Fahey. In the empty grove.

[ from the tone of his voice, his expression is almost obvious: smug, teasing, oddly satisfied. ]

[endeudado]

Yeah, I guess we'll see.

[ Jesper's used to dealing with egos in the Barrel. He knows he's got the skill to back up his claims. ]