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Damien nodded. [color=0072bc]"It's pretty amazing that you know all that, Jen."[/color] Damien commented. He walked up to the firing range, picking up a fresh magazine. The song on his phone shuffled through to Sigala- Sweet Lovin'. Damien loaded the ammo clip into the gun, and aimed down the iron sights, using two hands instead of one. Damien tried to steady himself at the centre of the target, and took a deep breath. He squeezed the trigger, the gun shot ringing around him. Unfortunately, his shot was way wide to the left, barely clipping the edge of the target. [color=0072bc]"Shit..."[/color] He murmured. Damien tried placing another two shots, but they weren't as close to his mark as he hoped either. Damien put the gun on the table, and whipped around, making his hand into a gun shape. Instead, he put his thumb down, firing a straight bolt of lightning, hitting dead centre. [color=0072bc]"Much easier..."[/color] He commented. Damien didn't know if he was going to get marked down on using a power, but oh well.