[ Having exhausted his capacity for easy conversation, John only nods once and gave Peggy a succinct answer that it worked on compressed carbon dioxide tanks to launch balls of paint. Arm retracted, he brings one leg forward and lays the paintball gun over his knee. Slowing himself down to a reasonable speed knowing this is a demonstration, John field strips the paintball rifle. Removing the stock and detaching the rest of the components to show her where the paintballs are loaded and where the CO2 cartridge is.
Fluidly, he stood back up and with almost mechanical weapons discipline slides his finger from safely over trigger onto it after zeroing in on a nearby tree. The rifle goes off with only a soft snap of air and the dull slap of orange paint splattering over the trunk of the tree. John lowered his weapon and handed it back over to Peggy again. ]
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Fluidly, he stood back up and with almost mechanical weapons discipline slides his finger from safely over trigger onto it after zeroing in on a nearby tree. The rifle goes off with only a soft snap of air and the dull slap of orange paint splattering over the trunk of the tree. John lowered his weapon and handed it back over to Peggy again. ]