Jackknife has been working on one of her older projects that had been sitting around needing attention and now she's got the weapon completed and tuned to her satisfaction, she's going to let it rip quite literally. "Clear the area!" she calls out to anyone in the room. She braces the big bruiser of a weapon against her shoulder, leaning into it, planting her feet, peering down the sight and then .... BRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. Crackshot glances over at Jackknife where he was practicing himself. His optics flick a little bit as he backs up behind a blasting shield...