S17 - Able Pistol

"Bender, hm?" said Able. "I've been unimpressed so far."

"Don't count us out yet," said White. "The world of bending's gotten really crazy in the past couple hundred years. We're not like the other benders you've fought before. Hell, I'm probably stronger than the Avatar when you fought him." He chuckled. "Don't tell Osvald I said that, though."

Able hoisted his wooden driver over his shoulder. "Enlighten me."

"Sure thing." He said and drew a shiny yellow card. "See this? This here is called a gun" He flipped the card. It expanded into a handheld, barreled weapon. "Metalbending keeps it compact. Isn't that neat?"

Able smiled. He reached his hand to the earth and summoned a branch. It contorted into a gun. He pointed it at White. "Very nice."

"Huh," said White. "I uh, I didn't know you could do that."

"Scared?"

"Not particularly. Because it's all about how you use it."

This Neon White guy was really fast. Certainly fast enough to keep up with Able. As White darted towards him, Able fired several shots at him. He liked it. There was a kick to it. A weapon so strong that it was even in conflict with its wielder.

- Scramble 17 Round 3, /u/Ragnarust