[More like a crossbow than a longbow, indeed. It simply got more complex and deadly as the years passed. Details weren't really needed to operate it, thankfully.]
Bullets. The ammunition for a gun is called a bullet. Making your own bullets is...feasible. Not sure if you'd consider it hard or not, but you'll need to be able to shape metal and you'd need a supply of gunpowder.
[He'd never really tried to make his own ammunition although he knew the concept behind it. He knew enough about guns and how they worked to customize or make his own from scratch if he really wanted to put in the effort. He wasn't really the type though. He barely got around to taking care of his gear here on the Ximilia--wasn't too used to someone else doing it for him. He knew how, had it ingrained into him while in the navy, but years as a mercenary had given him room to grow complacent.
An idiot move and he knew it, but some things just couldn't be helped.
He frowned slightly at her question and thought about how to answer before he straight up dismissed the idea as ludicrous and insulting. He still hated magic. But at this point it had saved his life practically two times (and almost took it the once) so he had to give it some merit. He still gave her a look for the sass though. He'd gotten enough of that over the past month or so from his time with Finn to recognize it when he saw it.]
...Maybe. I don't do magic so I wouldn't know how that would work. Seems redundant? The bullet does enough damage on its own.
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[More like a crossbow than a longbow, indeed. It simply got more complex and deadly as the years passed. Details weren't really needed to operate it, thankfully.]
Bullets. The ammunition for a gun is called a bullet. Making your own bullets is...feasible. Not sure if you'd consider it hard or not, but you'll need to be able to shape metal and you'd need a supply of gunpowder.
[He'd never really tried to make his own ammunition although he knew the concept behind it. He knew enough about guns and how they worked to customize or make his own from scratch if he really wanted to put in the effort. He wasn't really the type though. He barely got around to taking care of his gear here on the Ximilia--wasn't too used to someone else doing it for him. He knew how, had it ingrained into him while in the navy, but years as a mercenary had given him room to grow complacent.
An idiot move and he knew it, but some things just couldn't be helped.
He frowned slightly at her question and thought about how to answer before he straight up dismissed the idea as ludicrous and insulting. He still hated magic. But at this point it had saved his life practically two times (and almost took it the once) so he had to give it some merit. He still gave her a look for the sass though. He'd gotten enough of that over the past month or so from his time with Finn to recognize it when he saw it.]
...Maybe. I don't do magic so I wouldn't know how that would work. Seems redundant? The bullet does enough damage on its own.