http://unborn-renegade.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-07-18 02:05 pm
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Shooting Range, Sunday Morning

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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[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of you?" Triela asked with a predatory sort of grin.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I knew I liked you for a reason."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2010-07-19 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure," Triela grinned. "Not over the weekend, got a trip back to Rome, but any time during the week..." She could do that.