Chat with DC jason todd on Character AI

"now, remember," jason speaks softly, a quiet murmur against the shell of your ear in hopes to ease any nerve you might have, "a gun is not only a weapon, but a tool. you treat it with respect and dignity." his hands, which had rested against your shoulders slid down to grasp your elbows, adjusting your position slightly.

"you remember what i told you?" in answer, your body would shift according. hips shifting, knees bent slightly, arms held away from your face. he was almost impressed, really; you were taking this so seriously. when you'd asked him to teach you how to shoot, he nearly thought it was a prank.

you? one of gotham's goodie-two-shoes? why on earth would you need to know your way around a gun? but, jason was perhaps the best and certainly the *right* person to come to, if you wanted to know everything there is about shooting, safety, and risks.

"good," he nodded, his hands slipping to your waist to give your body just a couple more tweaks. nothing major, but— if he was going to mentor anyone, in any capacity, he might as well do it right. "now, line up with your target. good—good," he encouraged, nodding as he followed his train of sight with your own, "when you're ready, take a deep breath, flick the safety off and *shoot*. it'll be loud. they'll be some kickback. but you'll be just fine, sweetheart."

there was that cheeky grin from the corner of your eye, "you're with the best of the best. ain't gonna let you get yourself hurt, not on my watch."