EVENT LOG - Amnesia again

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone
What: Wait, I think I remember, it's- it's- nope.
When: Until the end of the event!
Where: Here. I like it here.
Summary: Well, it's complicated.
Rating: I can't remember

As requested, here's a second round of the log to help ease the first one from CAPTCHA land. Use this to set up new threads if you like!

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[neversurrender]

[He seems to consider the question for a moment before shrugging.]

I'm not really sure.

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin grinned as he turned back to the controls to rig up a few simulated models for them to try out within the room, not even sure why he knew this information. He reached into the cache that appeared and tossed the first gun that he found at Steve.

A wadded note quickly followed, written in hasty letters before he could even process how he knew the technical information.]

.357 Combat Magnum. also S&W M-19. six shots, plus one in the barrel. revolver.

[neversurrender]

[Steve catches the gun easily. If there's one thing he's noticed about himself, it's the fact that he seems to have amazing reflexes. That's what made him think that maybe he visits the Dome a lot. He gives the note a glance over.]

Wow. You must really know your guns.

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin stared in momentary disbelief as he ran through his mind to figure out his how he knew that information. It was automatic, the same way his fingers were able to coax a padlock into opening with little trouble. He shrugged, hands open in an open display of being clueless.

He had no answer, not at that point.]

[neversurrender]

[Steve raises a brow but doesn't comment. He knows he's not the only one in the village suffering from amnesia, so he just assumes that's what this is.]

So what do I do now? I know I need to aim for the target, but isn't there a...safety or something I need to take off?

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin furrowed his brows at the man, silently asking if he really needed to explain that part as well.]

[neversurrender]

[Steve looks between the gun and Lupin and back again. Well if this man isn't going to be much help, he'll just figure it out himself. He studies the gun for a moment before his hands automatically move over the gun, take off the safety and raise in direction of one of the targets.

He takes a shot, and then another, and another. His shots all hit the area surrounding the middle.]

...I guess I'm pretty good at this.

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin leaned up against the console and grinned at the display. Whoever this man was, he was skilled with a gun. Not skilled enough a voice in his mind noted, but he brushed that aside. Instead he clapped in appreciation, all the while curious about what else the man could do.]

[neversurrender]

Should I...go again?

[He glances to Lupin over his shoulder and then motions for the man to join him.]

Why don't you give it a try? Show me what you can do.

[redjacketthief]

[He pointed a finger at himself, as if questioning whether Steve was asking the right target, before a quick glance around told him that there was no other culprit. Lupin waved a hand in denial, but crossed the distance anyway. A note was pulled out and passed off to Steve, as if that explained everything. On the back was another hastily written note:]

do you have a name?

[neversurrender]

[Steve accepts the note and looks it over, recognizing it to be a card similar to the one he found the first morning he woke up with amnesia. So his name is Lupin. He turns the note around.]

Yeah, I'm Steve. Steve Altman. It's nice to meet you. [He holds out a hand.]

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin shook Steve's hand, sharing the sentiment, while he pulled out another note that he had written out earlier.]

it doesn't feel normal not to talk.]

[It was followed by an apologetic smile. He really had no answer for it.]

[neversurrender]

[He returns the smile with a sympathetic one of his own.]

Yeah, it must make communicating difficult. Do you know why you can't...?

[redjacketthief]

[He shrugged, feeling that the gesture was useless, and tapped on the note once more. It didn't feel normal; that was all he knew.]

[neversurrender]

[Steve doesn't have an answer to that so he holds out to the gun.]

Here. Give it a try.

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin sighed, defeated on that front, but accepted the Magnum with a curious smile. He held it first with two hands--then with one, as he aimed it at the target...

And fired a single round. The another. And another. His precision was on a similar level as Steve's, but the recoil of the Magnum was almost stunningly familiar.]

[neversurrender]

[Steve grins and gives him a short round of applauds.]

You're not too bad yourself.

[redjacketthief]

[Have an embarrassed grin; Lupin's not sure where that came from!]

[neversurrender]

I think you might be a natural.

[redjacketthief]

[He shrugged and offered Steve a sly grin with his next note.]

Like you?

[neversurrender]

[Steve chuckles and shakes his head.]

I think for me it was beginner's luck.

[redjacketthief]

[He just grinned like a smug cat, feeling like he understood more than Steve right then. Was Steve certain about his assumption?]

[neversurrender]

[He raises a brow at Lupin's grin and gives him a skeptical look.]

What?

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin snorted with laughter, still not entirely believing that Steve was blind enough to not even suspect that his skills with a gun were better than those of a layman. Though Lupin couldn't explain his own skills, or how he could see that Steve knew how to fire a revolver, it was still a moment that he found very amusing.]

[neversurrender]

[Maybe he's just not ready to think too deeply about why he seems to be skilled with a gun. That would just open up a road of new questions he doesn't have answers for.]

Alright, it's not that funny. [Whatever it is he's laughing about, because Steve still isn't quite sure.]