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Shooting range [after classes]

Rory being Rory, she didn't exactly know what to wear to this particular lesson. So she had just arrived at the shooting range in her sweats with her hair pulled back, and patiently waited for Luke.

[Rory's here for Luke, but open for all your gun range needs! And the contents of the conversation between Rory and Luke are NFB, please and thank you.]

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Luke came along a few minutes later and gave her a small smile before moving over to the weapons locker.

"You're sure you want to do this?" he asked, moving his lightsaber out of the way to reach for the blasters he'd brought with him.

"Absolutely," she said, nodding. "Unless you've changed your mind about teaching me."

"Not at all," Luke said, holding out one of the blasters. It was a lot heavier than it looked.

"This is a blaster," he said. "They come in different sizes--Leia has one that's smaller, but I prefer one with a little more heft." He smiled. "I think it comes from growing up using the rifles, which are much bigger."

Rory cradled it with both hands. "I think I want one like Leia's," she decided, carefully holding the blaster. "But it's kind of like learning to drive stick before automatic. I can learn on this behemoth before getting myself a weetiny Rory-sized one, and I'll be able to shoot things big and small this way!"

Luke walked down the range to the non-standard targets and moved them close. "Okay," he said, planting his feet and holding his own blaster up into firing position. "You hold the weapon like this, sight along the barrel, and fire."

He looked over at Rory. "Make sure you're steady," he said. "The blaster has a bit of a kick. Not as bad as Earth-based weapons, though."

Rory mimicked his stance and gently lifted the blaster. She carefully lined it up, and when she felt ready, she fired at a target.

And missed it by a few inches, but she could live with that. "I fired it! And I didn't kill anyone!"

Luke grinned at her. "Good job!" He reached over and adjusted the way she'd been holding her arms. "It's sensitive," he said, "so any movement you make with your hands will change where the blaster bolt will end up. Try again."

Rory closed one eye to better focus, and fired.

She hit the edge of the target. "This isn't so hard."

"It gets a little more challenging when the targets are firing back," Luke said. "Try again."

Rory took her time lining up the shot, and fired again, hitting closer to the center this time. "And I bet it's harder when I don't get to take my time like this."

"Let's concentrate on what you're doing now and worry about making it harder a little later," Luke suggested.

He sounded very much like Obi-Wan for a moment.

Rory smiled. "Okay," she said, firing again. "You sound like Obi-Wan."

Luke blushed. "Do I? This is kind of what he told me when I was learning the lightsaber for the first time."

He smiled. "Try a few more shots at this range and I'll move the target back a bit. Most enemies won't be nice enough to get this close."

Rory kept firing, the majority of her shots landing very close to the center before stopping so the target could be moved. "You do, yeah. You're very teacher-y."

"Is that a good thing?" Luke asked, moving the target back another fifty meters. "This is a more realistic setting," he told Rory. "Aim for the center of the target again."

Rory aimed.

She fired.

She...utterly missed. "Damn. And yes, it's a good thing."

Luke frowned, then moved closer to Rory and adjusted her stance again. "Try now. You'll pulling too hard to the right."

Rory held very still, and fired again.

This time, she singed the edge of the target.

It wasn't much, but it was progress.

"Hmm," Luke said. "Is it because it feels so much further away?" He grinned. "The only difference is in your mind."

"That has never made sense to me," she said, rolling her eyes. "Not when Anakin said it, not when Obi-Wan did, and not when you do. Maybe it's the fact that I'm not Force-sensitive."

Luke smiled a little ruefully. "Does that mean I'm becoming an incomprehensible Jedi? Yoda would be so proud."

He put his hands over Rory's and sighted down the barrel over her shoulder. "The blaster shot moves ridiculously quickly. You don't have to compensate for wind speed or anything. Just...focus."

He pulled the trigger. Bulls-eye.

"Could you feel the difference?"

"Kind of," she said, biting her lip. "I just need to keep it steady. And try to focus on the target being smaller. And eventually moving."

"Don't worry about what will come later," Luke said, shaking his head and moving his hands away. "I won't make you try anything before you're ready." He gave her a reassuring smile. "You can do this."

Rory smiled back, and fired again.

"I don't think I could ever shoot him," she said quietly. "But my having the ability is something he's not expecting."

"He deflects blaster fire anyway," Luke replied just as quietly. "And don't turn into him just to try to understand him. He's not worth that."

He leaned over and nudged her blaster a little more to the left. "Better."

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