Edwin
```Tashawn training numero uno```


 As Tashawn arrived at the empty sandlot he'd practice his aim with a small pistol in his hand. Tashawn was just doing some casual aim training as usual bored out of his mind with nothing to do. As he shot he'd begin to think about his next spot to travel. 

Tashawn wasn't really a guy who thought about what his next adventure too much as he found it distracting to his lifestyle. He just kinda took things as they came, but today he was so lost in thought he completely missed all three bottles. 

"Shit.."

He said resetting and this time hitting the bottles,

"Man really lost my edge there" 

He would then clean up the mess he made and made preperations to leave.
Lakiesha
What the fuck tupper
Edwin
As Tashawn turned to leave however he'd find a group of people waiting for him at the entrance,

"May I help you?"

He'd ask keeping his hand on a pistol. 

"Yeah you bagged one of our boys bounty hunter"

One of the men said as they stepped up pulling out one of his own pistols and aiming for Tashawn.

"Say goodbye cowboy" 

The man said attempting to fire before his head would suddenly have a massive bullet hole in it thanks to Tashawns quick fingers.

"Woops my hand slipped"

Tashawn said smiling at the rest of the mens horrified faces, and unfortunately for them Tashawn wasn't done as he absolutely lit up another poor bastard before ducking into cover and reloading.

"(insert god here) Get down!"

Yelled the remaining bandit to his friend who ducked around a corner. 

"Well damn... I guess this is gonna be slightly more tough"

Tashawn smiled before diving towards a bandits hideout and sliding forwards towards the poor guy who could barely get the shot off before Tashawn quickly dispatched him with a couple of shots to the chest. Tashawn would then get up and roll towards the last bandit's cover and aiming down the sights. 

"Wa-Wait i-i'll surrender..."

The man said as Tashawn smiled.

"Great you guys where wanted dead or alive anyways"

Tashawn had taken a hit to the shoulder but he rolled through the pain and decided to deal with it later.

Tashawn after last times incident would be more careful about how he would train and more aware of his surroundings. This time Tashawn would practice moving targets buying litttle moving toys for him to shoot. He would set each toy to different speeds and practicing shooting them down.

Tashawn had various success even with his crackshot status, he smiled a little bit he did enjoy a challenge. Tashawn would eventually finish up with his training and would begin to clean up once again. 

"I really have gotta get a better way to train"

Tashawn begrudged before leaving to go to a hotel and get some sleep.