The Brightest Star
somewhere aboard the Trident in the company of Nyva shei
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I asked Nyva to teach me how to shoot today. We're aboard the Trident, her flagship it fills me with pride, a real beast, and perfect for what we've got planned. We're going to run a full-scale shooting simulation using the ship's integrated holo-wall: it can materialize weapons and targets anywhere, so a room normally used for sword training can instantly become a firing range. The advantage? The rounds aren't wasted they're unreal, not physical which lets you learn without risk.
With Nyva on sniper duty, I'm sure I'll pick up good reflexes over time. Of course, I don't pretend I'll become a sniper legend like she is. It's not my area of expertise or a basic skill of mine, but precisely: knowing how to hold a blaster steady and hit the target she can teach me that. Same for reloading a weapon she can show me how. I really want to specialize in long-range combat and technical support. While she's on her way, I activate the simulation on my side.
"Okay, load an training shooting range: various blasters, ballistic pistols and other weapons like that."
I clap my hands and watch the scenery change: the room turns white, the range appears before me, motionless targets materialize. I grab a standard blaster and start firing at silhouettes a bit distracted at first, then I get pulled into it. I manage to hit the targets, but it's far from impressive: my hand shakes, and I'm hitting the edge of the silhouettes rather than the center. How does she aim so effectively?
It's high time I learn to handle firearms. I hear her arrive, but she lets me finish my exercise. I end up taking down all my targets with a frankly terrible score, and I look at her with a smile.
"See that? I'm sure I can enter the intergalactic shooting championship and aim for first place, right?"
I put on my usual smug grin.
Nyva Shei
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I asked Nyva to teach me how to shoot today. We're aboard the Trident, her flagship it fills me with pride, a real beast, and perfect for what we've got planned. We're going to run a full-scale shooting simulation using the ship's integrated holo-wall: it can materialize weapons and targets anywhere, so a room normally used for sword training can instantly become a firing range. The advantage? The rounds aren't wasted they're unreal, not physical which lets you learn without risk.
With Nyva on sniper duty, I'm sure I'll pick up good reflexes over time. Of course, I don't pretend I'll become a sniper legend like she is. It's not my area of expertise or a basic skill of mine, but precisely: knowing how to hold a blaster steady and hit the target she can teach me that. Same for reloading a weapon she can show me how. I really want to specialize in long-range combat and technical support. While she's on her way, I activate the simulation on my side.
"Okay, load an training shooting range: various blasters, ballistic pistols and other weapons like that."
I clap my hands and watch the scenery change: the room turns white, the range appears before me, motionless targets materialize. I grab a standard blaster and start firing at silhouettes a bit distracted at first, then I get pulled into it. I manage to hit the targets, but it's far from impressive: my hand shakes, and I'm hitting the edge of the silhouettes rather than the center. How does she aim so effectively?
It's high time I learn to handle firearms. I hear her arrive, but she lets me finish my exercise. I end up taking down all my targets with a frankly terrible score, and I look at her with a smile.
"See that? I'm sure I can enter the intergalactic shooting championship and aim for first place, right?"
I put on my usual smug grin.
