Vamps-ELWV-Sectionr 3

Section 3: A Vampirgewehr's Slumber and when they choose a name


>It's a week later after your excursion to the mall with your two rifles
>Well, Waffegeist and Vampirgewehr
>But Selene just acts like a slightly delusional twenty-two year old
>And Lucya acts like someone who's been around the block a few times and yet still cares about those close to her
>The only reason they seemed more like people is because they spent more of their time as people rather than guns over the past week
>Throughout the middle of the week, the temperature had dropped down to freezing, so you had spent a lot of time inside with them
>It was also still break from classes, so you had all the time to talk with them
>Since you lived near campus, you could convince the IT department to upgrade you to a newer school laptop
>Granted, considering that they immediately handed you a loaner laptop when you'd come in there before, they realized it'd be less hassle to just give you a new one
>So with the laptop upgrade, you installed some games on it, and gave it over Selene
>The two of you were playing a lot of games over the week
>Lucya had buried herself in the fiction books that you had and the textbooks that you'd got from your classes
>By Thursday, she could look at your current work and even point you in the right direction sometimes, quoting prior experience in addition to reading your books
>You looked at your weather app Friday evening, and saw that Saturday morning was going to be a very nice day for being this close to actual winter
>So with nothing better to you, make a decision
>"Hey girls, we're going to the range tomorrow morning"
>Both of them were absolutely ecstatic about it
>Lucya was found polishing her bayonet and loading stripper clips that evening
>Selene was too excited to do much of anything though
>You were just enjoying your evening
>Although
>You weren't sure what to do about Selene
>She may be using your glasses so that she can see to just get around the apartment or whatever else she wanted to do
>But that doesn't correlate over to rifle form
>You've had Selene as your rifle for just a little under three weeks by this point
>And in that time, you haven't even gotten her any sort of optic or scope mounts
>You figured that it would be a complete waste of ammo to try to shoot here without any sort of scope
>But you saw how happy she was that she was going
>You guess that she would be okay with the idea that she wouldn't be fired because of her inability to see that well
>So when you were loading up your ammo cans, you only loaded the striper clips of 7.62x54r that Lucya laid out for you
>You and Lucya both knew that it was the cheapest steel case that you could find
>But she had said previously that she didn't mind too much
*It may not be as good as brass, but it is ammo that I can eat, and it shows that you care enough to take me out to the range. Just be sure to clean me after every trip and there shouldn't be a problem.*
>Is what she'd said previously on the topic
>So there wasn't any sort of issue on her end
>However, she is your rifle
>And given how much joy that she's brought into your life since you got her, you decided to treat her
>Your grandfather has a group of friends that are into reloading, and have made a local business of it
>Considering that the friends had been working with ammunition their entire lives almost, he trusted the quality of their work
>And that was good enough for you
>So you made an order from their online store and a few days later, two boxes of freshly loaded 7.62x54r showed up on your doorstep
>40 rounds
>You'd made sure that Lucya was over talking with Katherine before inspecting them, finding nothing wrong
>Along with the order, there came an extra set of stripper clips thrown in for free
>You loaded those and made sure to hide them so that Lucya couldn't find where they were hidden
>While the rifles were sleeping in their cases for the night, you got up and put the eight stripper clips of brass in a smaller ammo can, and hid it under your bed before you went to sleep
>When you woke up, the girls were already awake
>And they had made breakfast
>Bacon, eggs, and English muffins with orange juice
>They'd also made your coffee and had it in the thermos already
>Eight o'clock regular brew with a splash of milk and a packet of hot cocoa mix
>Just the way you liked it
>"Now, I take it that neither of you want to go to the range today, do you?"
"WHAT?!"
>Selene had such an outburst that you couldn't help but laugh
>"Well yeah, I mean that you two are so eager to make breakfast and sit here with me that you couldn't possibly want to go to the range."
>Lucya tilts her head and gives you a straight face, as if to say "Really?"
>Selene took a more direct objection to this joke
"You got us all ready for the range and now you joke about not going at all?! Not funny!!"
>"Oh, I thought it was. Finish up and we can go to the range."
>Selene calms down and returns to eating her breakfast
>The three of you keep up some idle conversation
>You notice that Selene has taken both sides of her English muffin and put them together
>You watch as she sinks a fang into it
>She had covered the insides in strawberry jelly, so much so that some was sticking out the sides
>You hear a slight slurping sound and notice that the jelly is retracting from the sides
>A few seconds later, the muffin is empty
>She takes the halves apart and starts eating one of them again
>It takes her a few seconds to notice that both you and Lucya were staring at her
"What?!"
>You and Lucya both start giggling as Selene looks on with a confused look on her face
>Breakfast is finished with no other silly occurrences
>So the three of you prepare for the range
>You go and get the special ammo case that has Lucya's brass rounds
>Lucya goes and sets herself in her case


>After finishing cleaning up breakfast, Selene walks over to the spare room where her and Lucya's cases stay
>She stops and looks at the pile of ammo boxes that you keep in that room
>More importantly
>She looks at the unpacked boxes of 6.5 Creedmoor
>Her ammo
"What, gonna make me pack my own ammo my first time? Seems a little rude to do to a girl for her first time."
>She giggles a little at her joke
>You sigh though, knowing what's to come next
>"Selene, I'm just taking you to the range today, I'm not actually firing you."
"Haha, good one. Now, you gonna give me a hand with these boxes?"
>She walks over and starts picking up a few boxes
>You walk over next to her and stop her hand from grabbing another box
>"No, Selene, I'm serious. I'm bringing you along so you can see the range and maybe meet some other Waffengeist and their shooters, not to actually shoot."
"Why the fuck not? I'm a Precision Rifle! I show up any other rifle there!"
>"Selene, you have no scope. You know my glasses can't inversely transform into an optic for you, right?"
>She slaps your hand away, but puts down that box of ammo
"Of course, I know that. But I'm still better than them!"
>"You may be that, but Selene, we're supposed to work together to hit the target. And I can't see much past a few meters when taking you out there without any sort of scope."
>Selene tosses the boxes of ammo aside
>She stands up to face you
>You can see the anger in her eyes and actions
"And who's fault is that, huh?"
>"Selene, I-"
"No, don't interrupt me. You had every chance to ask the old man who had me before you to get a scope for me, but no. You just sat there and stared and got yourself cut. And what's more, you haven't even done anything to get my other fang fixed, have you?"
>"Selene, every time you asked about it, I told you about how my finances look; I've even shown you exactly how it goes. I have to pay rent in a few days and then I still have to eat even if you and Lucya don't."
"I get that, but you've spent money on a few things you really didn't need to, damnit!"
>"I bought one book for Lucya because she wanted to finish reading that series! If you'd have asked for something like that, I would have gotten it for you too, so don't go saying I wouldn't get things for you!"
>Selene balled her hands into fists, threw them down at her sides and stamped her foot on the ground
"You don't even care, do you?! I can barely see a foot in front of me without your glasses and not much farther with them. I am your rifle and as my owner you have to take care of me, you understand?!"
>"Damnit, Selene; you are only my rifle because a friend of mine said that he didn't really want to keep you and that you wouldn't sell in his store. His wife couldn't try to get you a damn match for her dating site because you never showed yourself. And as of late, you're starting to make me question if I want to own you too!"
>The fire in her eyes dies down, turning into something more...sad
>Her fists uncurl and her shoulders sag
"Y-you...you don't want me?"
>And with that, you've realized your mistake
>"Shit...no, Selene, come o-"
"No, I understand how it is. You didn't buy me yourself of your own volition, so I don't get why you'd want me. Take Lucya to the range, have a good time, I'll just be here in my case."
>You reach a hand out as she turns around; head hung and looking just like she'd been told she'd never fire again
"I'll just stay in here for a while. See ya."
>And with that, she goes into her rifle form, and her case shuts and locks
>You let your hand fall to your side
>You sigh, and picked up Lucya's case
>You took her out to the car and then came back in
>Grabbing the ammo cans, you run a hand over Selene's case
>"Sorry, Selene. I'll talk to you later, I guess."
>You head out the door, lock it behind you, and get in your car to drive to the range
    >>33436549
    >You head out the door, lock it behind you, and get in your car to drive to the range
    >When you get there and get Lucya out of her case, she transforms into her 'geist form
    *Where is Selene's case? I thought she was going with us?*
    >You sigh before explaining the situation to her
    >"Well, I had to tell her that she wasn't going to be shooting because she's got no scope, or sights or anything."
    *Wait, you didn't bring her along anyways?*
    >"No, because we fought over that and she basically said that she wanted to be left at home in her case."
    >Lucya shakes her head
    *Anon, you could have handled that way better you know. You could have at least brought her here to meet other Waffengeist and maybe even another of her Vampirwaffen kind.*
    >"I told her that I was going to bring her for that reason, but she couldn't get past the fact that she wouldn't be shooting at all and just told me to go ahead and go shooting with you."
    >Lucya looks at you with a straight face before putting her hand over her face and dragging it down until she grabs her chin
    *You really don't know anything about how to deal with us, do you?*
    >"Well, yeah, I know a few things; but Selene's completely different."
    *And there you go, wrong again.*
    >You almost glare at Lucya until you see that she's smiling at you
    >"I'm listening."
    *She's a Vampirwaffen, meaning that she's a Waffegeist as well. You know the important thing about that? It means that she wants and deserves to be treated like one. Some of us prefer to be in weapon form, but for the ones who have owners that care for us and takes us shooting every now and then. You do that with me, and you say that she's different, but she's not. So treat her like you treat me; well, with some adjustments, considering that she's a precision rifle, and I'm your first rifle, okay?*
    >You nod
>"Alright, I think I get it, Lucya. The issue is that she doesn't have any sort of sights or optics. At this point, I'd just be lining up my eye with her barrel and aiming down range."
>Lucya puts a hand on her hip and her other one picks up her ammo can
*Doesn't mean that she wouldn't like to shoot. It may be a slight waste of the ammo since it couldn't do that well, but you were a little rude to her in saying that she couldn't go with you.*
>"That was part of it, but I really didn't want to kill her confidence in herself by doing poorly with her."
>I also grab the special ammo can and the targets for the day and we both walk over to the tables behind the firing line
>The range is outdoors, and has an uncovered area and a covered area with shooting benches in the covered area
>Behind the benches there's a table that's built into the bench covering
>There's also benches behind the open area
>The range has target boards at the end of lanes starting at around 3 meters and reaching all the way out to 400 meters
>Per Lucya's request, you go ahead and put targets up at the 50 meter board
>When you get back, she's counting out the stripper clips in the can that she brought out of the car
>She has a perturbed look on her face
*I'm missing a few clips here, Anon. Any idea where they went?*
>You walk up to her with the ammo can you brought in your hand and put it down in front of her on the table
>"I found them in here, not sure what your stripper clips are doing in one of my old cans."
>She looks at it for a second before opening the can
>Her free hand shoots right up to her mouth and you hear a faint *Oh my God...*
>You're smiling by this point
>She looks back up at you, and then back down at the ammo before looking at you once more and vaulting over the table
>You take a step back to avoid getting hit by her as she climbs over
>But once she lands, Lucya immediately closes the distance and wraps her arms around you
*Thank you thank you thank you thank you!*
>"No problem, Lucya! Glad you like them already. We should try them out though before you definitively say you like them."
>She nods and turns around, taking all but two stripper clips out of the can and closing it
>"Not all of them?"
*You kept ten rounds after that last range trip you went on with all your friends. I can only assume that was for home defense as you don't have a pistol or a shotgun.*
>You chuckle
>"Right on the nose, Lucya. You know me too well some times."
*I'd rather you be able to be safe than shoot all the ammo that you bring me. Where did you get it this time?*
>You and Lucya walk over to the other side of the table, up to the benches
>"Some reloaded ammo that is from a company that my grandfather knows of. It's run by a few of his friends who know what they're doing. They reload a lot of the obscure rounds along with all of the more commonly seen ones."
*As long as you trust their quality, I'll try them out. They have to be better than that steel cased junk you fed me up until now.*
>"Sorry Lucya, I didn't know that you disliked them that much."
>She grabs all the clips of the steel case ammo that you brought, exactly 50 rounds, and places them on the benchtop
*That's alright, I didn't tell you anything before, so you couldn't have known.*
>She reaches an arm out towards you
>You grab the inside of her forearm as she grabs yours and she transforms into her rifle form
>Despite all the scratches, places where the finish is wearing on her wood, and the marks showing the rifle's age, she's still beautiful in this form to you
>That's not to say that her Waffegeist form wasn't beautiful as well
>You just like admiring the look of her in this form
>You load a clip into her magazine and close the bolt
>Sitting down at the bench, you aim at the target at 50 meters
*You're going to miss, you know.*
>"What the-?"
>You stop aiming and look Lucya over, still in her rifle form
>Maybe you were just hearing it?
>Deciding that it was your mind playing tricks on you, you re-aim
*Don't move this time, it's actually me.*
>"Lucya?"
*Yes, now if you hold still, I'll tell you something.*
>"Alright."
*A trick that I learned back when I was in the war; after you've spent enough time with one person, Waffengeist are able to communicate with their shooters telepathically when they're held close to the shooters face. You know, like right now, when you're about to shoot.*
>You think about it, and decide you really don't want to put the effort into trying to figure out how that works
>"So you've deemed that we've spent enough time together for you to tell me your secrets like that?"
*Nope, it's just that unlike with my shooter during the war, I actually showed my Waffegeist form to you.*
>"Fair enough, Lucya. So then, enlighten me on why I was going to miss."
>The next few minutes were spent with her describing in detail what you were doing wrong
>Granted, until you bought her, you could count the amount of times you've been shooting with friends or relatives on one hand
>So not like you had much experience with it
>Lucya was a better teacher than anyone else you'd been shooting with
>About half an hour later, you'd been through 30 out of the 50 rounds
>And you had improved greatly
>Lucya barely said anything past *Good, again.* or *Old habits are back.* after about the 25th round
>It seemed like she'd slipped into acting more like someone who had a military background and training instead of her normal calm, soft, and caring self
>Not that you minded
>Her change in demeanor had done the effect she wanted
>You and her went through the rest of the steel case and moved over to the bench behind you
>She changes back to Waffegeist form
*Phew, you've gotten better. If I'd known you needed that much help with shooting I'd have shown myself earlier.*
>"Why didn't you the first time we went shooting? Or the time that I was here with a bunch of friends?"
>She takes a few breaths in and out, calming herself down
>Looking over at her, she has sweat on her brow, but still looks like she could continue for most of the afternoon if she wanted to
>And it wasn't even lunch time
*Well the first time you brought me here, I was about as excited as you were that I was getting to shoot again. And the time you were here with your friends, you were having a great time with them, so I didn't want to interrupt.*
>"Oh, alright. From now on, let me know if I'm messing up or anything, alright?"
*Sure, that being said, those two over there look very familiar to me. I think I saw them that day.*
>You look over and see a man and a woman walking over towards the covered area
>Hand in hand
>Looking at them again, you almost didn't recognize them because they weren't arguing at all
>It was one of your friends that had graduated from grad school the year before
>And the girl, well that was his AR-15 he'd built
>You remember that when you were at the range with all your friends, that the two of them were arguing something fierce
>You also remember thinking that they'd hate fuck later
>This causes you to smirk as the two of them get close
>"Jeff, Stacy, how are you two?"
"Can it, Anon. Been a while though, we're fine; how about you?"
>"Been better, been worse."
>Stacy points to Lucya
'Is she your Nagant?'
*I am, my name is Lucya. You two end up making up after the last time we were all at the range at the same time?*
>Jeff begins to smirk as well
>Stacy, on the other hand, turns bright red
>You look back at Lucya and she's smirking about as hard as you are right now
>Apart from that, the next hour or so goes normally with Jeff and Stacy settling down and beginning to go about their range day
>You pull out the brass case ammo you'd found for Lucya
>Sitting down at the bench, you load the first stripper clip, aim, and fire a round
>In your head, you hear what sounds like Lucya's voice
>"Lucya, you good?"
*Mmmyes...That stuff is SO much better than that steel case you've fed me, let's keep going!*
>29 rounds later, the two of you are out of ammo, excluding the 10 rounds that Lucya insisted on keeping for home defense
>Jeff and Stacy ran out of ammo a while ago, and so Jeff started shooting with his pistol, a CZ of some sort
>Stacy walks over to you and Lucya as you are packing up to head out
'So, you two, uh... you know?'
*No, we're not. Although that new rifle he got is hot~*
>Stacy lights up at those words
'You got another rifle?! Oh yay! What kind?!'
>"Ruger Precision Rifle, her name is Selene."
'Why didn't you bring her along? I'd love to meet her!'
>"Well, she doesn't come with any sort of optics, and I don't have the funds to even get her any right now. I told her this as we were all getting ready to go to the range today and she and I got into a fight."
'Shit, that's not good.'
>"Yeah, I might have said that I never asked for her in the first place and then she just told me to leave her there and shut herself in her case."
'Wait, you said she doesn't come with any sort of sights? Can she at least see in her Waffegeist form?'
*She has to borrow an old pair of his glasses to get around, but even then her vision isn't that great.*
>Stacy's face turns serious
'Wait here.'
>Stacy bolts towards the table behind the pistol range that has Jeff's range bag
>Jeff turns around and starts talking with her
>She must have found what she wanted because she ran back over to you and Lucya
'Gimme your hand.'
>"W-what?"
'Just hold out your hand!'
>You comply with her demand
>She drops two objects into your hand
>Looking at them, you see that they are flip-up sights that would fit perfectly on Selene's top rail
'You take those back with you, I don't need them anymore. Regardless, you take those back, apologize to her the best you can, make sure she knows that you want her to stay with you, and then you bring her here next weekend and give her those, understand me?'
>You nod your head
>Looking over at Jeff, he gives you a thumbs up
>Stacy points a finger at Lucya
'And you make sure he does it, got me?!'
>Lucya chuckles a little
*I find it amusing that you think you can boss me around. However, I planned on that already. I like having both of them happy.*
>Stacy flinches but doesn't back down
'Good, because I'd have words with both of you if he doesn't.'
>Stacy runs back over to Jeff, who hugs her
>You and Lucya pick back up the stuff that you brought and load up the car
>"Hopefully it'll be enough."
>You start the car and Lucya gets in the passenger seat and buckles up
*It will be, you can apologzie well enough.*
>You pull away from the range, you and Lucya waving back to Stacy
>Unbeknownst to you, Stacy turns to Jeff as he finishes shooting
'Alright, how the hell did she know that we did what we did after that range trip.'
"Stacy, I have no idea. Were we that obvious?"
'Guess so...'
***


==========================================================================================================================================


>You and Lucya got home from the range that day in very different moods
>Lucya was absolutely ecstatic that she was able to go to the range with you today and shoot
>And she was absolutely overjoyed with the fact that you were able to find a source of good brass case ammo for her
>You on the other hand, were very unresponsive and quiet
>How you would apologize to Selene was the first thing on your mind
>Another one was what would you do to make it up to her
>You had the flip up sights that Stacy had given you
>But that was only a temporary fix for a larger problem
>You'd looked up different optics previously, and the one that you wanted to get her was a little bit shy of one thousand dollars
>Meaning that you'd have to save up for quite a while
>Granted, in a few months, there wouldn't be an issue as you would graduate college with an engineering degree and your college had a high placement rate right out of graduation
>So if nothing else, you could get her an optic as soon as you had a job offer in hand that came with a signing bonus
>But then again, that was months away, and you wanted to do something for her sooner
>Flip-up sights were one thing, but a scope and mounts?
>You doubt that you'd get one just handed to you, no matter how good a friend they were
>So you kept looking for deals, hoping that sometime soon, you'd find a good one
*Anon, are you alright?*
>You look over and see that Lucya is looking at you with a questioning glance; her eyebrows up, eyes fully open and showing concern, and her reaching a hand over across the car to you
>You're glad that someone like her is in your life
>You return her smile, but it's more of an empty gesture
>"I'm fine, just thinking about how to make Selene think everything is okay after earlier today."
*Well you've got those sights and you're truly sorry about it, so I think she will understand. Once you give her those sights and say you'll go shooting with her, I think that she'll forgive you completely.*

>"I hope so, Lucya. I'll take her shooting tomorrow if she wants. I'd bring you again, but..."
*I'm back down to only having ten rounds, I know. I had fun today and you were nice enough to take me with you regardless of what happened with her.*
>You nod
*Besides, I think the two of you need some time together at the range alone.*
>"What do you mean?"
*Well the first time that you took me out shooting, it was just you and me. I know that I didn't show myself that time, but it was just us. I loved the sense that it was just you and I; and even though she knows that I live with you too, I think she would love to have that feeling too.*
>"You think so?"
>She nods
>The rest of the car ride home is quiet
>Back at the apartment, Lucya carries her case and ammo box inside
>Locking the car, you head inside after her and go straight for the spare room
>Lucya's put her stuff back in it's normal place and stepped past you out of the room
>She placed a hand on your shoulder as she passed
*I'll go take a shower, you see what you can do here with her.*
>"Alright, sounds good, Lucya. You did great today."
>You turned around enough to see her stop in her tracks and adopt a very slight smile
*Thank you, Anon. I'm glad to know that you think so.*
>You smile at that as well
>She heads off to the bathroom
>Now alone, you open Selene's case
>"Selene, I'm sorry about earlier today, can you come out, or switch forms, or whatever so that I can talk to you properly?"
>No response
>"Look, I know I fucked up earlier saying those things to you. And whether or not you believe it, I didn't really mean the things I said."
>You put a hand at the back of your neck, unsure how reasonable what you've said is
>"Alright, that didn't come out right. At the time, I meant what I said because I was fired up and angry that you didn't seem to understand where I was coming from. I've since realized that you're right on a lot of things. As kind of an apology, I got you something."

>Again, no response
>You sit on the floor at that point
>Reaching a hand out, you run it across her handguard
>"Look, I'm sorry. I want to go back to before I said all that stuff and never say it in the first place. I forgive you for what you've said about me since it's mostly right. If you want some time alone, I understand. I'll give this to you when you feel like talking again."
>You got up from the floor and put the flip-up sights you had in your other hand on your desk
>Booting up your computer, you sigh in defeat
>You'd hoped this had gone differently
>However, you realize that she might need her space
>Lucya was finished with her shower, and walked back into the room
*She change forms at all?*
>"No, she's not responding, so I'm just gonna give her some space until she's willing to talk again."
*Fair enough. I'm going to take a few days off as well, it's been very exciting these past few weeks, but I'm still acclimating to being awake for such long periods of time.*
>"Gonna at least wake up in time for dinner each night? I've quite enjoyed eating with people the past few days."
*You realize that we don't have to eat, right?*
>"I do, but I like to at least have someone to talk to while I eat."
*Fair enough,
>And since you'd only had Selene and Lucya in your life for no more than a few weeks, it was pretty easy to go back to what life was before that
>So since it was still break from classes, you went back to what you would have done before they entered your life
>Video games, reading, and some other assorted hobbies
>Sunday and Monday passed fairly uneventfully
>Lucya came out to chat at random times of the day
>However, she made it out every evening for dinner
>You both enjoyed each other's company as you ate dinner and she sat and talked
>Regardless, she did occasionally pick at your food and taste what you've made
>On Monday night, she came to a conclusion
*Anon, I will cook dinner from now on!*

>"Lucya, I can cook for myself, you know?"
*Yes, but I want to cook for you. I'll make sure to make things that you can take with you for lunch the next day. I want to start now so I can practice before you start classes back up.*
>"Fine, fine, we can start tomorrow then."
>Lucya's face lights up
*Excellent! Thank you, Anon!*
>You smile a little too, but then your smile fades as soon as it appeared
>"I would like for Selene to eat with us too, though."
>Lucya thinks about it for a few seconds before snapping her fingers and looking at you
*I got it! She drinks your blood as her source of food basically, so what if you were to give her some blood while she's in her rifle form?*
>You think about it for a few seconds, and then nod to her
>"After dinner, I'll do that."
>You and Lucya continue chatting each other up about other subjects as you finish dinner
>Afterwards, Lucya takes your dishes and begins to clean up
>Meanwhile, you head over to your hobby room
>Opening Selene's case, you run a hand over her
>You bring your hand down to the screws in her side; the sanded down one and the un-modified one
>Palm down, you lay the edge of your hand on the un-modified screw head
>Inhaling sharply, you swiftly drag your hand across the screw
>Turning your hand over, you see the wound start to open up
>In hindsight, you could have picked a better part of your hand to cut instead of the palm
>This cut is going to really be a pain for the next few days
>Clenching your hand into a fist, you hold the bleeding hand over Selene's rifle form
>You let blood fall over the flat surface of that form
>Unlike the time where you cut your hand in the bolt, the blood didn't instantly disappear
>It took a few seconds, but the blood started to disappear
>Slowly, almost as if you had started bleeding into a sink and didn't wash it out
>After a few minutes, all that was left was a painful cut on your hand and the smell of iron in the air
>The next few days were no different

>Selene stayed in rifle form and you cut yourself a few more times in different, less obtrusive places to feed her
>Lucya in turn fed you, as her cooking ended up being amazing and even better than anything you've done
>The change in pace came around Thursday evening
>Lucya made dinner again, and against your better judgement, you ate too much
>Not much long afterwards, you're sitting there in a food coma
>You went over to the couch, and laid prone, trying to let your food settle
>And a few minutes later, you fell asleep
>Not much long afterwards, you wake up to the sound of something slowly cutting into your skin from behind your right ear
>You start to move your head, but a hand reaches down and forces your head to stay down
>If it was any other sensation at your neck, you would have freaked out hard
>But since you've lived this way for a few weeks, you knew exactly what it was
>A few seconds later, the hand is removed and the piercing sensation at your neck turns into more of a nibble
>"Selene? That you?"
"Y-yeah..."
>Her voice is fairly weak
>You turn over to find her straddling your stomach
>She looks... well you can't really tell if she's paler than usual, but she definitely seems tired
>"Selene are you alright?"
"I'm just a little bit tired and haven't been feeling good the past few days."
>"Look, if it's because of what I said Saturday, I want to let you know tha-"
>Before you could finish your sentence, Selene lazily reached a hand up and sloppily put it over your mouth
"Shush-sh-sh. I heard everything you said, and I forgive you as long as you can forgive me for what I've said."
>You take her hand in yours, away from your mouth
>"Of course I forgive you, Selene. Now let me know what's wrong as to why you're feeling so bad so I can help you."
>She nods

"I conclude that it was that jelly that I sucked out of the English muffin we had for breakfast. After we argued, and I went into my case, after you guys went to the range, I came out and felt horrible. So I needed to go into a sort of suspended animation."
>"A what?"
"Think of it like a death trance. I had to sleep it off, turning off or lowering most of my bodily functions other than the ones that will aid in recovery. Given enough time, pretty much any injury or issue that I come across will go away."
>"So what did that have to do with the English muffin?"
"Well with the way that I did it, it was way too thick of a consistency. Blood is much thinner than that and I thought it was about as thin as blood. I was wrong, but neither of us could have done anything about it. All I know is that it caused the issue and that I needed to sleep. The blood that you gave me over the past few night helped a lot; I would have been out for a week or two if you hadn't. So uh, thanks for that."
>You let go of the hand that you were holding and wrap your arms around her and pull her down into a hug
>She tries to resist at first, but she relaxes within seconds and tucks her arms in between you and her
>"Selene, I'm sorry that I made you feel the way you did and didn't think about the consequences about letting you do that. To make it up to you, I got you a gift, and I'm taking you to the range tomorrow, just you and me."

"I'd like that, I heard the idea the first time you suggested it a few days ago. Hearing is one of the things that doesn't get shut off during the death trance because I need to know when someone is trying to sneaking up on me."
>"Fair enough, Selene. You want anything else right now?"
>She sleepily reaches up to your jaw again
>Selene tilted your head back and to the side to expose your neck a little more
"Well, at this point, I'm just gonna have a snack and then go back to sleep so I can be ready for tomorrow, okay?"
>You smile as Selene stretches out on top of you
>"Uh, Selene?"
"Just getting comfortable. Don't worry though, I'll make sure to stop the bleeding before I fall asleep."
>With that, she bites into your neck again
>The bite isn't that painful, and neither is the impending blood loss
>In fact, as of late, you've gotten used to it, and it's been comfier than it was at the start
>You slowly start to drift off to sleep from the blood loss
>Right when you're on the edge of sleep, Selene pulls her fangs out of you
"There we go, thanks. Goodnight, Anon."
>And with that, she fell asleep, laying on top of you
>You thought about getting up and putting her in your bed
>However, that idea went out the window as you tilted your head up and felt the effects of the blood loss
>So with that, you ended up falling asleep with Selene laying on top of you
***

>As far as you were concerned, the next morning came too soon
>It was rather comfy to have Selene laying on top of you last night
>Waking up in the morning, you see that Selene is still there
>Her breathing is very smooth and evenly spaced
>You try not to pay attention to it because it's so soothing and you'll feel that you'll fall back asleep
>You look around the living room for a bit, but eventually come back to her
>Different from last night, you notice that there's a blanket covering the two of you
>Seems that Lucya decided that the two of you needed it
>Not that you were complaining
>It made sure that Selene would stay there or that you would notice when she got up
>Selene was wearing some of the clothes you got her on that shopping trip last week
>Tank top, baggy pajama pants, and you saw the silly cat slippers on the floor next to the couch
>You'd passed out right after dinner last night, so you were still in your plaid button up shirt and jeans
>Normally that wouldn't be too comfy, but you had someone on top of you to help with that it seemed
>It was about this point, that you realized that you could stay like this for most of the day
>But a few seconds later, Selene woke up
>She yawned right in your face
>After she was done yawning, she closed her mouth and layed her face back down on your neck
>"You know Selene, you can lay here all day, or we could go to the range. Your decision really."
>With that she jolts slightly
>She's definitely awake now
"Shit, that's today, can we go now?!"
>You laugh at her excitement a little
>"Not just yet, Selene. I have to eat breakfast first, take a shower, and such. You want to get your stuff ready and give me time to take care of things on my end?"
"Sure!"
>She doesn't move though
>"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just thought I bumped into something hard when I shifted around..."
>Your face turns a little red as you realize what she meant
"And that's the reaction I was looking for~. Alright, we can get up now!"

>With a smirk on her face, she lifts herself up a little so that you can get out from under her
>She gets her slippers on and heads into your spare room
>You take a few seconds to let your face go back to normal from her little jab at you and head for your room, taking the blanket with you
>Lucya has taken up residence on your bed, still fast asleep
>A few of your textbooks and a novel or two are laying around her
>Some open, some closed
>You decide not to disturb her supposed diabolical plans too much and cover her with the blanket just as she covered you and Selene last night
>Then, you reached under the bed for a small box
>You didn't really need to, but you went and borrowed some wrapping paper from one of your few friends who lives on campus for this
>In the box were Selene's new flip-up sights
>You then placed it in the same ammo can that you kept Lucya's brass rounds in when you took her out last Saturday
>Don't want Selene to know about those until you get to the range
>Quietly going about your business, you took a shower and got ready for the morning of shooting
>Once done, you walked back out to the living room
>Selene's case and can full of ammo was sitting next to the couch that you had both slept on
>And Selene...
"Anon, I made your breakfast for you!"
>Selene comes bounding up to you with a plate of bacon and eggs with a glass of cranberry juice
>She's back in her normal all black attire
>Not that you're complaining at all
"I got packed so quick that I thought I'd make you some breakfast, now come on, eat so we can go!"
>"Alright, alright. Thank you, Selene."
>You set down the ammo can that you had her sights in and took the plate from her
>The food disappeared as fast as you could manage
>As you took the plate to the kitchen, Selene grabs her stuff and stands at the door
"Alright, let's go!"
>With that, she unlocks the door and steps outside
>You can't help but smile at her
>You leave a note for Lucya on the fridge, saying you'll be out for a while
>Grabbing her gift box, you follow her out, closing and locking the door behind you
>The two of you get in the car and head to the range
>The drive is actually somewhat quiet due to Selene having too much nervous energy and being too excited
>You're slightly smiling every time she looks over at you
>You put some calm music on the stereo system in your car to break some of the silence at least
>Doesn't calm her down any, but that's alright
***

>After about a 20 minute drive, you arrive at the range
>It's early enough that you have the entire place to yourselves
>Selene bounds over to the table as soon as she gets out
>Leaving you to get all of her stuff over to the table behind the benches
"Oh wow! This is so cool! How far does it go out?!"
>"It goes out 300 meters...or 300 yards, I can't remember which one it is, but this range complex has another range that goes out to a kilometer."
>Her face turns to one of utter surprise and shock
"A-A kilometer?!!! We have to try that!"
>"Not until I get you a proper optic Selene. Which, I promise I will get you one as soon as I can."
"I understand, I just can't wait!"
>"Well, would you rather sit here and keep not waiting, or would you rather shoot here for now? I brought all the ammo I have for you; 150 rounds."
"Then let's get started!"
>You laugh as she opens the ammo can with all of her ammo and rips the first box open
>She starts loading the one 10-round magazine that came with her
"This is going to be pretty slow since we only have one magazine."
>"Oh, that's alright. It's your first time out, so we can take it slow if you'd like. I'm going to put a target out at 50 meters to start with, I'll be back in a second."
>You take one of the paper targets you have with you out to the 50 meter board and staple it up to the plastic signboard that the range uses
>Walking back, you see Selene pick up the ammo case that you brought and look at it, turning it around and over in her hands
"Hey, Anon. What's the deal with this ammo case? Doesn't sound like there's any ammo in it."
>You walk up and wait until she hands it to you
>"It's just a cover-up this time for something else, actually."
>You open the case and hand her the gift-wrapped box
>She reacts as you'd expect, a slight mix of curiosity and happy surprise
"Y-you didn't have to!"
>"Selene, yes I did. Now open it before you say that I didn't have to again."
>She listens and takes the lid off the box
>The moment she looks inside, her face looks more like she had just been proposed to with a wedding ring
"Y-you...you got me sights?!?!"
>"Yeah, I figured that you'd actually want to hit something if you went shooting. Plus, a friend of mine gave them to me and said that I should give them to you."
>Selene takes the flip-up sights out of the box, and puts the box down on the table
>She hands you the sights to hold in one hand, and grabs your other hand in her free one
>She places it on the back of her neck, and she changes forms to the rifle
>You carefully put the sights on the top rail the way that they are supposed to
>After making sure they're on tight, and flip up correctly, you let her revert to 'geist form
>The change is noticeable immediately
>You see that her eyes are no longer the dull red and slightly glazed over color that they were
>Instead, they are much brighter red and clearer as well
>The only thing that kept her eyes from being completely perfect were the tears that were forming at the corners of her eyes
>She bolted forwards and hugged you as hard as she could, burying her face into your shoulder
>You just simply wrapped your arms around her shoulders
"Th-thank you, Anon. This is one of the best things you've ever done for me. Now I can finally shoot and see better too."
>"Anything for you Selene. Now, we're going to have to dial those in for you, so it's going to be a little slow going for the first few shots until we've got things all set."
"That's fine, just glad that I get to shoot."
>The two of you let go of each other
>Selene grabbed her mag and handed it to you before going to sit on the shooting bench, facing you
>You go and sit down on the stool in front of her
>She grabs your hand in hers and transforms
>You load the magazine and close the bolt, chambering a round
>Even though she's in rifle form and not up to your shoulder, you could have sworn you heard her contently sigh
>You shoulder her and aim at the target you put up
>"Ready Selene?"
"Absolutely, so you do know that I can communicate with you when you hold me like this, eh?"
>"Yeah, Lucya told me about it last Saturday. I'm going to fire you now, alright?"
"Alright, let's see how well you do."
>You aim with the sights on the target for a few seconds before squeezing the trigger and firing
>You hear Selene's excitement surge through your mind
>It makes you smile, yet you're not about to stop
>You looked through the cheapo pair of binoculars that you purchased just for this purpose as well
>The first shot was off a little, so you made an adjustment to the sights and continued shooting
>You made it through the first 10 rounds and took a few seconds to readjust the sights before laying Selene down on the table in rifle form
>Within seconds, she transforms; laying face up on the table, staring blankly to the roof of the covered area the benches were in
>Her breathing was a little shallow and you could see a little bit of sweat forming at the edges of her brow
>"You like?"
"Holy. Shit. That was amazing. Let's keep going!"
>She holds the empty magazine out at you
>You laugh at her enthusiasm and get about reloading the magazine
>A few magazines worth later, and Selene is sweating and short of breath
>She removed the leather jacket and corset of her outfit before the last magazine and unzipped the catsuit down a little bit
>You looked at her and smiled
>"Had enough for now?"
>She was able to catch her breath enough to answer you
"Yeah, I think we can call that good for now."
>"Alright, I'll start packing up while you take a few minutes to recover, okay?"
>She nods and wipes her brow with the back of her hand
>You go about putting the leftover ammo back into the ammo can that you brought and also put the magazine back in Selene's case
>You take those two things, and your other ammo case her sights were in to the car and placed them inside

>Walking back to Selene, you see that she put the corset back on, but had her coat folded over one arm and left the catsuit unzipped a bit
>You smile at how good she looks again and she of course notices
"You know I can make this far worse for you, right?"
>"Oh, I know, but not right now at least, alright?"
"Yeah, sounds good."
>You get in the car and Selene sits down in the passenger seat
>You get the car started but Selene puts a hand on your arm as you're about to shift into reverse
"Hey, thank you for everything today."
>"No problem Selene, I'm glad that I have you."
"Same, which is why you're getting a name."
>You blink
>"A name? But I have one already."
"No, you misunderstand. Vampirwaffen give their shooter a name after the first time that they've been shot. So that's what I'm going to do for you. Think of it more like a nickname than anything, but one that gets used all the time and you can't argue or change."
>You chuckle a little
>"Alright then, Selene. What is my new name?"
"Hmmm....let me think..."
>"You wouldn't have mentioned it if you hadn't thought of anything, so what is it?"
"Oh, that's what it was! Your new name is Bloodbag!"
>She looks at you with a smile that tells you she was waiting for this moment for a while now
>"You watched Mad Max: Fury Road again, didn't you?"
>She just continued to smile as you put the car in reverse and pulled out of your parking spot
>"Fair enough, Selene. I'm your Bloodbag then."
"And I'm your Vampirgewher, Bloodbag."
***