Girls With Guns [Wednesday afternoon]

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The gun club had gotten handwavey notice to meet in the Danger Shop today, sans weapons.

If Makita and Triela looked positively gleeful, well, it was not their imaginations.

"Using a gun is about more than being able to shoot. You have to know when to shoot as well. You can't do either one properly without the other. And while the range is great for learning accuracy, you need something different to learn to pick your targets." That, and this was going to be fun.

"You also have to take into account the terrain, which you can't do on a range," Makita agreed. "So today, we're going hunting. You'll have to evaluate who is a target, who is not, and what to do in each case."

"On top of all that, ammunition management matters off the range. Knowing how many shots you have before you need to reload, knowing how many reloads you have left... All of that matters." Triela grinned. "So for this exercise, you're going to have to take all of it into account."

"The 'Shop will be providing us with everything we need," Makita continued. "Firearms, ammo, and if you 'die,' your gun won't work anymore. If you shoot and kill civilian, you're out. So try not to do that."

Triela nodded. No failing! It would make her look bad. "Just like in the real world, the bad guys don't come with giant flashing signs, but there are ways to pick them out." Especially these particular bad guys. "So trust your judgment out there."

"Any questions?" Well, if there were, too bad. TIme to get started!

Magic Reserves & Support Services, Wednesday After Classes

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"Good afternoon," Dolf said, waving at those gathered. He was doing a fair lot better at the 'not blushing' bit this week, and he was happy about it. "Some of us aren't here today because there was a problem. Don't worry, though." The two people standing here would most likely be worrying enough. "I'm sure they will be okay. Uh. Last week was a complicated one. Everyone felt a little weird, right? Today we'll talk about that, and about not worrying much. Sometimes things just happen, and we deal with them depending on what happens."


He glanced in Tara's direction. Somehow, he felt less nervous when he wasn't being the newest one out of four people. "Tara knows a few things about that, I think."


She did? Er. Of course she did. It was just that she was always a little surprised to realize it was her turn to talk, and part of her brain was taken up worrying about Kennedy. Which made what she was about to say distinctly hypocritical.

"What you need to remember," Tara said, "wh-when all your friends have gone off to save the world again, is that it's probably safe - -at least for them. I've seen a lot of people go and do really brave, really scary things, and they all came back in one piece. Spending all your time obsessing and texting every 10 minutes to check in is not going to help them." A slight smile. "Even when it's really, really tempting."

"We have to just go about our lives, and do what we normally do. Like -- going to this meeting, or going to classes. And maybe planning for a nice surprise when they get back."


"To take care of them," Dolf added. "And remember our aid lessons if they are sick, though we'll hope not." He smiled briefly, mostly for his own sake. "Sometimes, all we can do is wait and prepare. And work on ourselves, to make sure we can still help if something else happens. Would you be ready to go into trouble and help if asked? How would you travel there? What people would you take?" ... Going slightly off the point of the meeting there, Dolf.

He took a deep breath. "Today we should share stories of problems we got out of safely, and home to our friends and family," which wasn't a bad topic for him at all, "And talk about what to do when we have to wait. I will start with the first part."

The Roof, Wednesday night

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Frohike and Langley were whining, then crying, then whining. Scully put them down on the roof, gave them pacifiers and bottles, put in her ear-plugs, and started to write a paper on her laptop that she intended to turn in with them. [Cue X-Files theme.]

"...while my feelings about parenthood are mixed, my feelings about android caretaking are not. Having two subjects made it possible to compare the behaviors between the two models, and determine that their individual programming parameters are separate and complex. Subject F responds better to being given a blanket than Subject L, and Subject L is more likely to imitate behaviors initiated by his co-android...."

"One might question the efficacy of a program designed to drive the caretaker to extreme coping measures, such as alcohol and making dates to initiate sex at some later time (see conversation of 11/12/10 with Wayne, Bruce), however, it can be stated that no amount of so-called 'bonding' takes place when there is the expectation of returning the robotic child substitutes...."

"What do you think, guys? Footnotes or endnotes?"

[ooc: open and very OCD, but that's just Scully.]