The Range [Wednesday evening]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Today had felt... off. Triela couldn't put her finger on it, but she suspected that more and more days were going to feel that way as her little memory lapses grew more and more frequent. Earlier today she'd needed nearly a minute to remember what room she was in.

Now she was carrying a small notebook which she hoped had all the vital information she might need if it suddenly... wasn't there.

She wondered if she should be relieved that all she'd done so far is forget things. From her experience with Angelica, misremembering was a lot worse for everyone involved. She was hoping she'd be spared that.

Of course, thinking about all of her little problems wasn't very productive, or relaxing, or good for her peace of mind. So she needed something to distract her from it all. The range seemed like a good place to do that. She was planning on going through a few hundred rounds. It would be nice to lose herself in the simple rhythm of aiming and firing.

Triela was pretty sure that it was as close as she was going to get to an active mission ever again.

[Open range!]

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[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

After classes, and Support Reserves, Scully headed down to the gun range, wanting to get in some practice again. It'd been a while, since before Hawaii and small children, so she nodded to Triela as she came in, fussing with the eye protection.

"Hello, Triela."

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For half a second, Scully got a blank sort of look. Then Triela nodded back. "Hello."



"Scully."

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Scully finished loading her gun, and gave Triela a curious glance at that delay. "Distracted?"

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"Yeah."

Sure. That was it.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

That was less than convincing, but Scully nodded slowly, then let it go for the moment. "How was your Spring Break?" she asked. "I don't think I saw you on the beaches."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"I didn't go." The Agency had decided that a week off was a great opportunity to recall her for some tests.

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"Did you stay here, or go somewhere else?" She sighted on her target, and squeezed off a quick six shots before turning back, waiting on an answer.

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"I was back in Rome. They wanted to do some tests."

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Scully remembered Triela mentioning some of her medical issues before; the transplants, and medications that made her health uncertain. With real concern, but keeping it low-key, she said, "How did that go?"

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Triela shrugged.

"They don't tell me much."

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A small surge of outrage rose in Scully, but she kept her voice calm as she asked, "How do you think you're doing?"

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...

Another shrug.

"Not all that well, I suspect." There were signs. They weren't exactly subtle.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Scully stopped re-loading her pistol, and looked over at Triela, remembering her own prognosis from two years ago. "Is there anything..." Right. They wanted to see how she fell apart. Her jaw set. "... that can be done?"

Not that they would do. That could just be done.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda hadn't seen Triela in a while. So she was pleased to have made this "date" to meet up and shoot at stuff.

"Hey you. Long time no see."

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Triela's lips twitched upward. "Yeah. Been a while. How's it going?"

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"I've had my ups and downs. No one's tried to kill or kidnap me in a long time, but on the other hand I've been crowned Queen of Faery."

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"Sounds like you've been busy," Triela decided, not sure whether being crowned queen was good or not.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda didn't think so particularly. Since she wasn't a fan of being responsible for that many people, and didn't approve of monarchy as a system.

"Yeah a little." she shrugged, smirking. "What about you?"

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"Not... so busy." Unless test after test counted.

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"Relaxing? Boring?"

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"More the latter than the former." Triela sounded irritated because she didn't deal with boring very well.

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"Maybe we need an invasion. Something susceptible to bullets." Bad Leda, no tempting Fandom!

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Triela smiled a bit wistfully. "That'd be nice."

As long as it came soon.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Or, maybe a nice vacation to someplace rife with violence." Leda wasn't exactly kidding. "I wonder if there's a way we could get to the old west from here."

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Triela snorted. "Probably. If you knew who to ask."