[ the barrel of the rifle lowers so sakura can roll her shoulder. it doesn't hurt, but the kick back isn't exactly something she was expecting. ]

I actually don't have that many weapons. My tanto, [ she gestures at the blade holstered at the small of her back ] and three kunai someone gifted me. [ and only three of those are long-distance weapons of any kind.

she raises the gun again and, remembering how the shot veered, compensates. which is an odd thing to do when looking through a scope. she still misses. it's a nearer miss this time, though. the frown that tugs at her mouth isn't a frown of frustration, but of someone who has just discovered a new puzzle they're determined to figure out. ]

Alright, so what's it look like when someone can actually hit the target?