Ebb and Flow


Equipment: Skinsuit, Rusty Green Jumpsuit, Left Bracer, Plastoid Shingaurds, Utility Boots, Mix and Match Harness, Left Ear
Accessories: Bracelet, Echo Stone
Weapons: Lossa's Lightsaber, Concealed Blaster, Modular Blaster
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The Zeltron sat on the provided seat, eyeballing the target through the binoculars that she'd picked up at the front desk for checking in.
Her order for a Blaster having come in last week while in transit between jobs. The Modular System a catch all for learning a bit more about Blasters of all varieties. Maybe wanting to show off a bit the next time she met Trextan in the process.
Even being asked by the front desk if she would like some instructor time. The offer kept in mind but denied for the moment as she set up on the range.
Now unsure of her decision as she eyed the blaster rifle weapon sitting on the table.
The company note that was included in the delivery had mentioned making sure to properly seat the butt-stock in her shoulder when firing. But didn't provide anything beyond that. And the myriad of descriptions on the net had left her idle for a time in the booth.
The rifle pointed down range without the power pack inserted yet, front end resting on a sandbag while the grip tentatively kept it upright.
The dials along the wall of her booth apparently setup for mid-range use at the moment as she looked to the projection screen on her bracer computer and back to the screen before glancing around.
Seeing the range instructor staring at her with a muted expression that left her wondering about coming here instead of finding a random planet to set up cans on.
She turned back round, scooting the chair closer to the bench before switching on the target projector. Shots from others streaking down the range as she tried to settle in. The rifle was held against her shoulder, a bit high by some opinions, while others seemed to rally behind it.
"Trial and error time." She sighed, sliding the power pack into the channel and hearing the power hum. Turning slightly to see the safety and switch the selector to single shot before bracing herself.
The trigger pull was different as her arm braced the front of the weapon. It felt... softer? The trigger felt like it snapped however as the weapon fired with a low scream. The blue bolt flying downrange as the projected target showed a hit on hip before returning to its initial appearance.
Lossa however flipped the safety back on.
Her shoulder singing with a throbbing pain as the weapon was laid on its side. A harsh exhale of air as she stood and walked towards the back wall and stretched her right arm in large circles all the while cursing under her breath.
Eyes glaring at the blaster rifle when it came into view.
"Holy chit." The words hissing between clenched teeth, left hand rubbing her shoulder as she looked around.
