"That makes me right." He says with a playful smile drifting over his lips. Only a tiny portion of that smile comes of his dumb joke, of course. Most of it is because he's getting to do something he loves with a very attractive woman whom he's awfully fond of.
Han adopts his stance. It's loose and seems almost carefree. It's easy to be that way at a shooting range, nothing is going to fire back at you after all, but you can help to get the feeling it wouldn't change him all that much if this was a firefight.
Rather than raise his blaster to shoot for accuracy, Han decides to shoot for speed. The movement of his hand is fast and precise - you can tell he's practiced his draw often because there's not a lot of wasted movement in it.
Raising only to the hip, he fires at the target. Four shots. The all group somewhere in the middle of the target. Not quite dead center, but not outer ring either.
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Han adopts his stance. It's loose and seems almost carefree. It's easy to be that way at a shooting range, nothing is going to fire back at you after all, but you can help to get the feeling it wouldn't change him all that much if this was a firefight.
Rather than raise his blaster to shoot for accuracy, Han decides to shoot for speed. The movement of his hand is fast and precise - you can tell he's practiced his draw often because there's not a lot of wasted movement in it.
Raising only to the hip, he fires at the target. Four shots. The all group somewhere in the middle of the target. Not quite dead center, but not outer ring either.