Shooting Range, Sunday Morning

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Everyone else on the island might've been getting teary over the coming and going of ghosts, but Jak hadn't had any to remember, to dream about. Nobody that mattered, at least. But three missions over the course of the past week meant he was in a better mood than usual.

It also meant he was getting in some target practice - if they were going to pick up on the action, he was going to have to make sure he was in the best shape possible to blow up some bad guys.

That logic found him in the shooting range in the morning, Blaster Mod out and burrying yellow-hot fury in the targets. Oh yeah.

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Considering how much time Triela spent on the range herself, it was probably no surprise to anyone that she walked in shortly after Jak got set up.

She checked her watch, made a mental note of the time, and then started setting out her own gear. Today she was planning on working with almost everything she had on-Island. Just to stay sharp.

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"Hey, Triela," Jak said - after he'd finished emptying his clip into the target, and after he'd shifted on the safety, and after he'd looked her way.

And possibly shifted his weight. A little. Shut up.

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"Jak," she returned with a nod. "You look relaxed."

She didn't. Way too long since she'd had a mission.

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"Just got back from a mission last night," Jak admitted, "Then had some good racktime." He should... probably say more.

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"Lucky you," Triela smiled a bit wryly.

"Have fun?" Like she had to ask.

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"Got to blow up some bad guys," Jak said, succinctly. "It was a blast. If you don't mind the pun."

Right. More. Uh. "What about you?" Smooth.

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"Getting antsy." That was a word she'd picked up at Fandom. "You know... too much downtime."

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"...Well, if you're drowning in downtime, maybe I can hook you up next time I get called in." It was just called being sensible.

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Triela smiled. "That'd be nice." She didn't sigh, but it was close.

"It gets boring around here sometimes."

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"More than a little," Jak had to admit. "I don't know what people do all day beyond sit around and talk about TV-shows."

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"Which is about the least interesting thing I can think of spending time on."

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Jak shrugged one shoulder. "We could try more advanced target practice...?" he asked. "I've got a free pass to the shooting range in Haven."

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"You do, do you?" Triela sounded more than a little interested in that.

Because while the range here was fine, it was... well.

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"Yeah, it's a little more intense than this one," he said, jabbing a thumb back. "Plus I'm hoping to snatch a new mod for the Morph Gun next time I go home, so..." You know.

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"Near gear is always nice," Triela nodded. "Though I have to admit that I still tend to prefer my older stuff." Hilshire kept offering to replace her shotgun with something designed in the twentieth century, but... She was comfortable with what she had.

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Jak shrugged. "It's not going to replace the old gear," he said, "But I've been hoping on a shot to get a Peacemaker mod for ages. Nothing's better for homing in on a target, or taking out a cluster."

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Another nod of agreement. "Yeah. I know how that goes. Sometimes you need to do something very particular, and new gear can be a big help."

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"Especially with the KG taking bigger teams onto the streets," Jak muttered. "They're getting scared." Also more lethal, but pfeh.

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"Of you?" Triela asked with a predatory sort of grin.

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Jak grinned back with... pretty much the same grin. "Yeah."

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"I knew I liked you for a reason."

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Heyyy.

Jak leaned back against one of the dividers. "So you like me, huh?" Oh, smooth.

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"Sure," Triela shrugged. "You're competent, have good reflexes, and know how to deal with threats." That was to say: permanently. "That's more than I can say for most people around here."

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"Yeah, I know what I need to know about that." Oh, Jak's ego: going sky-high now. "So... shooting range. Next week?"

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"Sure," Triela grinned. "Not over the weekend, got a trip back to Rome, but any time during the week..." She could do that.