2020-03-11 - Target Practice

Esme was still not in a great state of mind. Still dealing with her mother's death and the guilt that came with it. She had been put on desk duty temporarily of her own volition, but it was driving her insane. So what better way to blow off steam then shoot some paper targets? Since it was nearly St. Paddy's, the range had some themed target paper which is what she was using instead of the usual person outline. She was currently examining the paper, getting ready to switch it out. Her ear protectors were resting around her neck at the moment since she was in between shots and no one else was currently here.

One of the few places Adam felt at home was down at the range. He was adjusting to the area but with it being a smaller town, SWAT was shared across counties. This meant the thing he worked hardest for was a part time gig. So like any shooter, he spent his time on the range, either offering advice and instruction for those not used to weapons, or working on his own marksmanship. His shooting glasses and earmuffs were on and his weapon secured as he looked over those present, his GHPD shield on his belt.

Esme looked over as she heard someone else entering. A smile is offered and a bit of a nod when she sees the badge. Speaking up some since he's got his earmuffs on still, "You the new transfer?" She asks, raising a brow. She had heard about a new one - just hadn't gotten around to really meeting them yet. She turns a bit - motioning to her own badge on it's holder. Her sidearm is laying on the counter, waiting to be reloaded.

He lowered his earmuffs since no one was shooting. "Yes Ma'am. Adam McKay at your service." He offered his hand to shake. Nodding towards her handgun he smiles. "Clearing your head or clocking in hours?" He stood in a relaxed stance keeping an eye out for any other shooters, should they need to put on there ear protection.

"Little bit of both. How about you?" Esme asked as she shook his hand - firm and confident but quick. "Detective Esme Wilkinson. Nice to meet you. How're you liking Gray Harbor?" She asked, turning to start reloading her gun.

"Bit of both like you. For me it's a touch of Seattle on the range. I worked SWAT for yours. I do like it here. Mind if I set beside you? I usually ask so do not think there is an underlying question there." He chuckles.

"SWAT huh? See some interesting stuff?" Esme shrugged a bit at his question. "I'm not so vain as to assume there would be an underlying question." Esme mused with a wry smile. "Help yourself. I was just getting ready to go another round." As she finished loading the gun and then starting to pin up a new sheet.

"Seen my fair share, it wasn't the work that got to me. My sister moved down here. It's better this way." He chuckles and checks his weapon removing the safety but making sure he waits until Esme fires first.

Esme readied up, taking up the general stance. Ear protection back on and eye protection in place. She fires off three consecutive in shots in quick order. She put the gun down, pressing the button to bring it in closer.

Adam fires off a single round and reviews the location. He adjusts his grip and prepares to fire off another three rounds.

Esme examined the shots a moment and then nodded to herself as she sent the target paper back and readied up again. She does peer over at Adam's briefly while he shoots. "Nice shot!" She calls out before taking aim to fire again.

"Thanks!" He had reviewed his shots and called the target in, actually startled a moment hearing Esme. "You look like you have excellent aim." He smiles then sends out a fresh target.

Adam totally jinxed her! Esme fired off a couple rounds but they only grazed the paper. She shook her head and started to reload. When Adam was done - "Next time say I'm awful so I can hit the bullseye!"

"But why, now my accuracy went up! Maybe I need to compliment others more." He chuckles and reset his weapon.

Esme fired off another shot and missed, again. This causes a frown to crease her features. "Well now you've gone and done it. I'm all in my head." She laughed, setting the gun down for a moment to try and shake it off. Then picked the gun back up and re-positioned some. "Alright let's try this again."

He follows suit by clearing the chamber and reloading while Esme was not firing. "Yeah just have to get out of your head. You are a well respected dedicated officer Ma'am." He had to toss it out there with a grin.

"Thanks." She laughed a bit at the words of 'encouragement'. Then she readied for another shot...which also missed. So she set the gun down and moved over towards Adam's side. "Alright buddy. I'm just going to watch you for a minute. Maybe it'll inspire me." Esme laughed again.

He chuckles and hopes it doesn't screw up his aim now that he is in a grove. He readies once more and takes a shot.

Esme couldn't help but grin as she watches Adam miss. "Sorry, guess my bad luck affected you. Let me see if I inherited your good luck instead." And then moves back over to her station to take aim.

"If you did I will start saying more nice things." He shook his head with a grin before adjusting his grip once more. It had to be the reload or the chuckle... right?

When she misses AGAIN Esme decides, "Maybe I just need to swap out papers." And does just that, putting up a more standard target sheet before sending it back out. "Okay...if I miss again, that's my signal I've been here too long."

Adam relaxed as his shot at leat hit but could not smirk since it was only barely.

Esme laid her gun down and sighed. "Yep, that's about right." She mused, pushing a hand through her hair. "Guess that's enough wasted bullets for me for today." She moves back over towards Adam's side of shooting. "You gonna do another one?"

"One more I think then I will call it a day. Need to hit the grocery store before home." He smiles. "Think its steak night so I need to cook.' He readied his last few shots.

Esme grinned a bit when he hit the target. "Steak sounds good. Might inspire me to pick up some myself. It was nice meeting you McKay. I'm sure I'll see you around the station."

"Been my pleasure as well Detective Wilkinson. I am sure we will see each other again. You have a good day." He smiles and removes his clip to clean his weapon.