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fandomhighdorms2005-09-21 05:37 pm
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Firing Range - Come on In
Even though it's been a fantastic day, Beka's feeling edgy again. Her morning basketball lesson and exercise clipped the tension, but she's been without a weapon for hours and she's feeling the need.
"Ghost. I want to go to the firing range. Now."
A small circle of golden light appears on the floor of Aeryn's room. It widens then spins upright to people-sized. "As you wish, Rebeka."
"STOP. Calling. Me. That."
There's a tinny chuckle, and the light disappears. Beka is in the firing range, but she can still see Aeryn clear as if she was standing right there.
"Perfect."
Beka scrubs her hands on her leather pants and picks up her smaller, precision blaster. And smiles.
"Ghost. I want to go to the firing range. Now."
A small circle of golden light appears on the floor of Aeryn's room. It widens then spins upright to people-sized. "As you wish, Rebeka."
"STOP. Calling. Me. That."
There's a tinny chuckle, and the light disappears. Beka is in the firing range, but she can still see Aeryn clear as if she was standing right there.
"Perfect."
Beka scrubs her hands on her leather pants and picks up her smaller, precision blaster. And smiles.