"... Maybe it was similar. But the black tips kind of gave it away. I've seen other bullets that do the same kind of thing."
Lio took out a Walter P-38 and aimed in squarely at Jeffs head. He pulled the trigger and Jeff's can suddenly had a bullet hole. "...you're at two feet in front of me...and I still missed."
"Yeah that's not possible. I'm magic proof. At least when I'm in my real body, which I am at the moment."
"Two feet in front of you, did you see my hand shake? Not to mention how the heck did I hit you can which is behind us."
"... Maybe the bullet can carve straight through an object. Maybe it can teleport. It could be a varying amount of things."
"Teleporting bullets are just ridiculous. If you can teleport a bullet why not a bomb." There definitely was not teleportation or phase tech in his bullet. "So what was your theory?"
Jeff walked over to his bag, opening it up and grabbing several paper targets. "Well... I was going to see the trajectory, if you know what I mean by that."
"Of course I know what that mean. The flight path of the bullet, but when ever I shoot something the trajectories make no sense. I could fire your gun at a you can and hit the empire state building."
"Well... how would you describe it then? How could it make no sense and yet happen?" ((Sorry, bah, I forgot about this getting all hyped for a trip next week.))
(No worries, I'm slow to reply anyway.) That's why I practice. To try and make sense of it. Try and constantly fail. *shoot at his foot. Surpringly hits his foot and his pretender shell is now female.* Fail 99.9% of the time once in a blue moon I hit what I'm aiming for. Just wish that wasn't the .1%