"Yeah, but...." Kitty frowned, picking the gun up again. "I mean, I know we're expected to have a couple of different fighting proficiencies under our belt, but...guns? With Magneto running around? It never ends well." Unless they switched to plastic bullets, which she was sure some shady government organization was already working on.
She held her arm straight, taking a deep breath to not lock up reflexively. She shot again, this time less phased by the recoil. Her shots, however, were all glancing blows. "I think the katana is still more my speed...why do you have to make this look easy?"