Guns and Flames (RDR2)

5 - Blasting bullets

As she was on the horse with John, she noticed that he was rather nervous. She kept on thinking if she should ask him if he was okay or just leave it be. But she ended up leaving it to him. It was better that way.

"Hey Marston, you being quiet back there, why don't we talk a little?" -Arthur broke the silence.
"Yeah, about what?" -he replied to him.
"About..." -Arthur started.
But then Charlotte zoned out and it felt like the world went quiet around her as she immersed herself in her thoughts.
"...Charlotte! Hey, it's time to get off that horse." -Arthur said louder than usual.
"Gosh, you don't have to yell at me for that!" -she replied. Then she noticed that her hands were slightly lower than where she left them. After noticing this, she immediately pulled away and jumped off the horse.
"Hahaha, you should see your face right now!" -Arthur broke out in laughter, leaving Marston silent.

"Anyways..." -she cleared her throat. "Where are we going?" -she asked.
"To a shooting range that I set up just for you!" -Arthur explained, while looking at her, then shifting his gaze to John. "Marston you coming?" -he asked him, but he was still silent and just sat on his horse stiffly, looking ahead of himself. "Earth to Marston, you coming or not?" -he asked a little bit louder.
"Uhh, yes. Yes, I'm coming, hold on!" -he said while in a rush to catch up with them.
After a while, they arrived at the shooting range. Which was only ten bottles, lined up on a fallen tree trunk, on the ground, and some on the tree.

"So, to test how well your aim is, you need to shoot at least five of them down from any height." -Arthur explained to her. She nodded, grabbed her revolver, and started shooting. In just a few seconds she shot down all five of them. With none of the bullets missing the bottles.
"Whoah-" -John said surprised.
"Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all, lady." -Arthur clapped in amusement.
"John, you and me try now! Let's impress this lady." -he said to him happily. John nodded and they both started shooting in unison.

Charlotte then decided to shoot the very last bottle, quickly before they could get to it. She chuckled, then said...
"See? My reflexes are lightning fast, Morgan." -she explained, with a grin on her face.
"That's impressive!" -John replied instead of Arthur.
"Okay, alright! I see you, Lady Sharpshooter. But wait, there's more to this than it seems." -Arthur said to her while putting his guns down on the ground. "I'm going to throw some bottles in the air and you have to shoot them!"
"Okay, I'm up for the challenge. Bring it on!" -she replied confidently.

John stood back and watched as she shot all of the bottles that Arthur had thrown up in the air. The bottles broke in half from the bullet hitting it with such speed, then shattering to pieces when landing on the ground.
"...you do deserve the Sharpshooter title! This is beyond impressive at this point!" -Arthur said, astounded.John had his mouth slightly open in amazement.
"See? I told you I can handle guns!" -she told them confidently as she spun her gun around in the air, and then holstered it.
"Just where exactly did you learn this skill?" -John asked, now coming closer to the both of them.

"You know, my parents taught me. They were always above the average when it came to handling guns. Not only that but the best hunters, too!" -she explained with her hands on her hips. Then Arthur and John fell silent.