“I’m Katharine O’Hare, from the Liberian Navy! Nice meeting y’all!”
She began waving both hands merrily.
“My special skill is this!”
As she said that, Katharine drew a revolver from its holster at her waist. Holding it near her waist, she fanned the hammer with her left hand, firing round after round.
Everyone in the room dove to the floor.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The loud report of the gunshots echoed out across the room.
“Oh! Don’t be frightened! Those are blanks! I use 'em for greetings!”
Katharine spun her revolver around her finger like in a Western, and put the gun back in her holster.
“There are large holes in the blackboard, however.” F/L Häkkinen answered as coolly as ever, as she fingered the bullet holes in the blackboard.
“Sorry! I must have made a mistake!”
Katharine answered in a sweet voice, and laughed happily.