"I’m sure you will make an excellent student"
Taking Siren down to one of his favourite ranges they were soon shown into a private shooting room.
"Have a look at these" Bond said gesturing to the range of guns laid out for them
"Pick them up, get a feel and see which one you want to try first"
—♣ “You’re the only person that trusts me picking up a gun, I hope you’re aware of that, James.” Siren sighed, picking up one of the guns to stare at it oddly, “This one. Mostly because I dont see me giving you a heart attack if I take a bigger gun. I need you alive for tonight.”
Laughing Bond takes the gun from Siren checking it over himself
"I think this is a good choice. Put these around your neck for now, you’ll need them later" Handing Siren a pair of ear protector Bond hags his own around his neck. Passing the gun back he moves over to face the targets gesturing for Siren to join him.
"For a beginner I think it’s best you have two hands on your gun to start.
Hold the gun in your dominant hand, and grip it high on the back strap… like this” He shows Siren as he holds up his own gun.—♣ Siren furrowed his brow as he stared at the gun, watching James carefully as he switched from right to left to see which hand felt better. They both felt the same… “I write with my left out of habit since Reader is left handed…” He sighed, putting the gun into his left hand to hold it up and put his right hand onto the gun to steady himself. “…all right…” He looked down at the ear covers, putting them over his ears, “I hope these take away the noise considerably, if not, you’ll have to speak slowly so I can read your lips.
"Slow down" Bond chuckles tugging the ear protectors off one ear so Siren could still hear him.
"You’re not quite ready yet. I’ll tell you when to shoot. I want you to put your other hand, your supporting hand against the exposed part of the grip… That part that’s not covered by your dominant hand. Like this." he demonstrates again
"All four finger of your supporting hand should be under the trigger guard. Aright. Good." he nods at Siren
"Now finally Stand with your feet shoulder width apart, bend your knees slightly.” Standing behind Siren he tilts his frame slightly setting him in a better position.
"Now, raise your weapon towards your target and when you feel ready squeeze the trigger" Putting Sirens ear protectors back on he steps back and puts on his own.—♣ “I never understood why this was a weapon…” Siren smiled slightly, listening to the directions as he stared at the trigger. Aim and fire. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that… This was the sort of weapon that chased Violet and threatened her life. I can just use it right back on the bastard. I can see if he likes being shot… He probably would enjoy it…
Looking back at James, Siren looked towards the target once more and took in a deep breath before he pulled the trigger. His eyes flinched at the sound—even muffled it hurt. His hearing was more sensitive, but his eyesight was far better than Reader’s. “Christ…” He could still hear, that was a start.
"Aright?" He asked
"If you don’t like this I know a lot of different activities we can try"—♣ “Its fine..” Siren shook his head, looking at the gun and taking the bullets out. “I’ve got an idea for it, actually.. It’ll be quieter and maybe easier for me..” He smiled, taking in a breath so only his hand would turn back to white, showing black veins underneath.
Raising the gun with his left hand and shooting out what looked like a pointed black dagger. But it left nothing but a hole in the target. “Hm… I can do better than that..”
"That’s… interesting" Bond commented taking a step closer to look at Sirens hand
"Can I?" he asks itching to touch his hand when he lowers the gun—♣ “…what?” Siren blinked, remembering his hand as he put the gun down quickly, having the color return to his hand. “…sorry. I wasn’t thinking…”
"That was amazing" Bond says pressing the button to bring the target to them
"How did you do that?"