Monday//Gun Range//Post Afternoon Workshops

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Seras paused to read over the list of rules that Parker had shown her the first time she'd come to the range:

SAFETY RULES:

· TREAT ALL GUNS AS IF THEY WERE LOADED

· KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER UNTIL READY TO FIRE

· BE SURE OF YOUR TARGET AND WHAT’S BEYOND

· ALWAYS WEAR HEARING AND EYE PROTECTION

· NEVER USE ALCOHOL OR DRUGS BEFORE OR WHILE SHOOTING.

· CHECK IN ALL WEAPONS BEFORE YOU LEAVE THE RANGE.

She double checked to make sure she had everything right. Then she picked a lane and began her practise with her 9mm. She went through a clip and then paused to indulge in a brief smile. Oh yeah. She was definitely getting better.

[OOC: Range is open for all your shooting needs]

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Approaching the desk to check out her weapon, Lyta appeared normal. Well, normal until one paid close attention to her eyes. She squinted slightly under the bright lights, and bags were becoming more visible under her eyes. Sleep had not returned last night after Bester's appearance. Using a PPG under such conditions -- exhaustion and irritation -- probably wasn't wise. She thought, however, it was a safer stress release than, say, attempting to melt the brain of the next person she saw.

She stood at her stall, yellow safety glasses shielding her eyes. Without a word she then screwed a power pack onto the back of the phased plasma gun. It whirred to life and she knew it was ready. She took steady aim at the busts which had been handwavily set up for her at the opposite end of the lane.

Firing off three shots, she scored three immediate hits -- all right between the eyes.

It seemed she was a little deadly when riled.

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Seras glanced over at the other Lyta's hits.

Impressive.

She wondered if she'd be that good some day. She gave the other girl a tentative wave.

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The red head offered a tense smile and a nod, pausing as the machines replaced the three busts she had defaced. There was a satisfying gleam in her eyes as she noted they looked something like the Sphinx -- noseless. Now if only she could do the same to Bester. Maybe he'll hold still this time...

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Seras shrugged and went back to her target practise.

Lyta seemed to have some stress she needed to release. Seras could relate to that. She loaded another clip and went back to work.