<div class="floatright">(http://www.rpgbooster.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Nuclear-Snail-Studios-Post-Apocalyptic-soldier-armour-LARP-outfit-Fallout-Resistance-Fighter.png)</div><br/>After the first couple volleys miss entirely, Axis checks the screen, then gets up and saunters his way over to the screen where one of the gunners is silently working.  She gulps as Axis' shadow falls over her shoulder, but remains completely silent.<br/><br/>"Where are you aiming?" he asks, peering in over her shoulder.  His voice held no anger and only the barest hint of contempt, satisfied in her current level of intimidation but not wanting her to flip out entirely for the moment.  He'd seen this girl shoot before.  He knew she was better than this.<br/><br/>Unable to articulate with words, the woman put her finger on the screen, laying directly over the picture of the enemy ship.<br/><br/>Axis nodded, then put his own finger over the screen, several centimeters beyond the target.  "We're in a ship.  We're moving.  They're moving.  By the time the weapons are in the proper position and your shot reaches its destination, the ship itself is long gone."<br/><br/>He gave her a few moments to understand, even to audibly sigh in relief, then smashed her head against the side of the console.  As he retook his seat, a bruise quickly formed over the side of her forehead, but without permanent damage or leaving a scar.  She remained silent, recognizing instantly that he'd shown mercy despite her failure.<br/><br/>"Next volley," he said, getting the screen back up.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: AndyZ rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: Ballistic Skill<br/>Result: 91, <br/>Total: 91<br/><br/>Roll Result: AndyZ rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment: Ballistic Skill<br/>Result: 49, <br/>Total: 49<br/></div></div>