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fandomhighdorms2009-07-29 12:38 pm
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The Range [Wednesday afternoon]
After class Triela headed straight for the range. She... really, really needed to do something familiar. The... dreams had freaked her out. Not the content, really, though that had been slightly disorienting. No, the worrying bit was that she had them at all. The drugs suppressed dreams which meant that she wasn't even entirely sure that that's what had happened last night. But based on the descriptions of what it was like she had to assume that that's what they had been.
She grimaced as she sorted through her gear. She needed something big, loud, and violent...
The range hadn't really been designed for squad support weapons the size of the HK21E, but she wasn't about to let that stop her. She carefully settled the bipod on the firing line and started tearing through her first belt of ammo.
It was very soothing.
She grimaced as she sorted through her gear. She needed something big, loud, and violent...
The range hadn't really been designed for squad support weapons the size of the HK21E, but she wasn't about to let that stop her. She carefully settled the bipod on the firing line and started tearing through her first belt of ammo.
It was very soothing.