starter. diego , ( @silentends ) location. open range guns
it brings her a sense of relief , a calm , to feel the kick of the weapon in her hands , to allow the vibration to travel through her . it's with a weapon in hand , a target in sight , that ren can do her best thinking , to allow the rest of the world to fade into darkness , into silence . a pleasantry that she knows will only last so long , with the eventful night at bacha-lacha still fresh within their minds , and the latest news circling each of the gangs . a triptych kid nearly ran off the road , it sounds like a kind of headline she'd like to frame , but she knows better than to gloat , to soak in the misfortune for those of triptych , when there was so much more at stake . the magazine is ejected , the electronic ear protection removed , despite its capabilities , as she hears the heavy footsteps . ❝ is this about that night again , or the latest shitstorm to sweep through the streets? ❞ she questions idly , from a state of contentment , for once , as she's always put in a better mood by the smell and sound of gunfire .