<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/BreeDanielsFace.JPG)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fiona Fontaine - Hunter</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Faint:</td><td>☐</td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Serious:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Critical:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Advancement:<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Mortalis:</td><td>☐</td><td>Night:</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Power:</td><td>☒</td><td>Wild:</td><td>☒</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Corruption:</td><td>☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div></div><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>Blood: 1+3+1=5<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Hearing about the beer bottle through the comms, Fiona lined up her shot, focusing herself for the incoming fire.<br/><br/>The weapon wasn't usually designed for this.  More often, she was trying to stop a rampaging monster who could laugh off small arms fire.  As it was, she did her best to focus herself, hoping she could just graze the bottle and hit a nearby patch of dirt rather than shattering the entire table in the process.  It wasn't an easy shot, but then, she knew all about things like holding her breath, bracing with bone, and everything necessary for sniping.<br/><br/>One thing that she didn't have that couldn't be helped: a spotter.  Fiona was used to working in tandem with someone with binoculars, and if Danielle wasn't needed for the conversation, Fiona would have asked her to take that spot.  As it was, it was bad luck, difficult coordination for a new pair working together and trying to get the feel for the other, that someone walked out just as Fiona had finished squeezing the trigger.