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Monday, October 28, 2013

XLIV: Shooting Range

"You're improving!" said Aria.

Rebecca sighed and lowered her blaster. "And you're such a liar. I completely missed the target!"

"Maybe so, but you were closer than the other times." Aria teased and nudged her friend's arm. "have you been practicing on your own?"

"Not really..." Rebecca admitted, shifting her stance slightly. "Just being here makes me uncomfortable, not even mentioning using this forsaken thing." she looked down at the weapon in her hand. "Why do you and my father even bother?"

"We'd be horrible if we let you on your own with no way to defend yourself. This is Coruscant, after all. The safest and one of the scariest places in the Empire."

Rebecca set the blaster down. "Perhaps it would have been better if I stayed on Corellia. I wouldn't have to endure this, I'm sure."

"And if you did stay?"

"I'd probably be wedded to a man I didn't love, living a life I couldn't bear." she replied with a shrug. "I didn't exactly leave on the best of circumstances."

"Exactly, Becks!" Aria said, taking the discarded weapon. "It's because of that that we want to make sure you can protect yourself."

"there has to be another way of going about this though." Rebecca said, eying the blaster. "I'll never be able to handle that properly."

"Sure you will! I have confidence in you." Aria handed her friend the blaster. "you've got it in you. What you need is to believe in yourself. I bet if you really focused, you could hit that bullseye."

Rebecca shook her head. "I doubt it." she raised her weapon and started aiming for the target.

"tell you what: if you hit any notch on the target, we'll go for a round of drinks." Aria grinned.

Rebecca raised a brow. "Vintage wine, you're buying."

"Deal. Now hit that center!" Aria watched as her friend tried to hold the weapon steady. "C'mon Becks. You can do this..." The weapon fired, just missing the markings on the wall.

"Oh for kriff's sake." Rebecca muttered.

"Better!" Aria cheered. "Again!"

Rebecca fired again. The laser blast rung the lowest possible score. She turned to Aria and flashed a small smile. "Perhaps there's hope for me yet..."

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

OOC Post: From the Writer's Desk

Hello readers,

I apologize for the delay in blog updates. There has been a lot of stress building up between my work schedule and some minor medical problems. With luck, I'll be back to a more normal schedule within the next week or so.

As far as the twitter feed goes, the storyline with @elsa_everon has already begun, and hopefully will keep progressing with some regularity, real life permitting of course.

More to come soon,

-Becks