Rashae
Genetic Scientist
Things had gotten busy lately. Between the mass exodus with the remnants of a flaggering republic and the Lady Liberty, Rashae had carved out a little bit of a job. It wasn't research but it was steady work and a few credits. Ir was certainly not the credits her skill was worth, but it was better than nothing. Those who was acquainted with her found the doctor to be cold and hard to deal with. Her medical mind was a different matter as she carved through a variety of issues like a lightsaber. She found herself taking a bit of a respite on Imahalyan.
It was remarked on more than one occasion she probably could use some instruction on shooting that little blaster she has. Most scoffed at it as it had not much strength to it. She wasn't a bounty hunter nor was she a soldier but self protection was not unreasonable. The doctor did not understand one caliber from another. She had purchased what she thought was a reasonable self protection device.
Once she had located a firing range she decided to try shooting rather than on the fly. She was dressed primly and properly. Rather smartly and stunning in black with blue trim tunic style dress with leggings and boots. Her medical scanner, kit and collar pins would denote her occupation. The manicured hands tried squeezing off a few shots but it was less than ideal. Rashae was a perfectionist. This was not suitable at all. If it was a laser scalpel it would be child's play.
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It was remarked on more than one occasion she probably could use some instruction on shooting that little blaster she has. Most scoffed at it as it had not much strength to it. She wasn't a bounty hunter nor was she a soldier but self protection was not unreasonable. The doctor did not understand one caliber from another. She had purchased what she thought was a reasonable self protection device.
Once she had located a firing range she decided to try shooting rather than on the fly. She was dressed primly and properly. Rather smartly and stunning in black with blue trim tunic style dress with leggings and boots. Her medical scanner, kit and collar pins would denote her occupation. The manicured hands tried squeezing off a few shots but it was less than ideal. Rashae was a perfectionist. This was not suitable at all. If it was a laser scalpel it would be child's play.
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