The response to the joke just made it worse, so Poe tried to hide his grin by puling the rifle up to his shoulder.
"Been trying. But honestly, all the guns here just make me miss my blaster rifle."
His own stance was easy - one of a man who had obviously been trained, and who's stance now came from muscle memory rather than thought, slightly off from regulation for the sole reason that his body had long since adjusted to ensure maximum comfort for his frame in particular. It was also obvious, by the way he compensated, that he was far more used to a far heavier weapon.
He raised the barrel of the gun to aim at the target, and saw Jakku. Not literally, exactly, but just in his mind's eye. Saw his sights falling on a stormtrooper - shot - another - shot--
Saw them fall on Kylo Ren, fire, and then watch the blaster bolt hang in mid air--
All amusement disappeared from his expression, his face hardening. Pull it together, Dameron, you've fired a gun a half a hundred times since coming here, on the practice range, this one isn't any damn different.
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"Been trying. But honestly, all the guns here just make me miss my blaster rifle."
His own stance was easy - one of a man who had obviously been trained, and who's stance now came from muscle memory rather than thought, slightly off from regulation for the sole reason that his body had long since adjusted to ensure maximum comfort for his frame in particular. It was also obvious, by the way he compensated, that he was far more used to a far heavier weapon.
He raised the barrel of the gun to aim at the target, and saw Jakku. Not literally, exactly, but just in his mind's eye. Saw his sights falling on a stormtrooper - shot - another - shot--
Saw them fall on Kylo Ren, fire, and then watch the blaster bolt hang in mid air--
All amusement disappeared from his expression, his face hardening. Pull it together, Dameron, you've fired a gun a half a hundred times since coming here, on the practice range, this one isn't any damn different.
"... Ready."