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Trudy Chacon is a damn good shot. She has managed to drop Viperwolves, at night, while fighting the pain of a badly fractured leg, which is no mean feat given the humans to call those particular aliens 'liquid darkness'.

This is only partly natural talent. Sure, having a naturally good aim helps, but most of it? Practice. Practice, practice, practice, both at moving targets and still ones, and then go and practice some more.

So this is what Trudy is doing, lying on her stomach at the shooting range and firing her rifle. Most of her bullets are hitting in a nice cluster around the centre, but not all of them. She's a little off her game today, and that's annoying her.

It's entirely possible she's going to stay until her score improves. Or she's distracted.

Of course, given her reflexes and the fact that she's firing a loaded weapon, anyone approaching might want to wait until she's paused to reload before coming any closer.

Date: 2010-11-22 09:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
Quaritch has been standing to the side for a few moments, waiting for a good moment to step in without 'interrupting' her. He doesn't suspect that she'd shoot him by accident if he attempted to surprise her...he knows she would, and he'd almost expect nothing less from someone who's been on Pandora as long as she has.

Once she's paused, the Colonel steps over, coffee cup in hand, and grins. "Nice to see you workin' on your day off." Not that it's technically such back on Pandora, but...time in the Bar is a de facto day off for both of them, and he'll admit he's thankful for that given what happened the last time he tried to have even a morning off at Hell's Gate.

Date: 2010-11-22 09:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
Looking at the target, Quaritch can't notice any specific pattern in the misses: They're more of a 'normal' scattering than any possible issues with the gun (not that she'd pick a gun with that, but as far as he knows, it might be Bar-issued and defective). Yes, there's a clump here or there, but Quaritch has been around enough ranges to know what's 'random', what's 'bad day', and what's from either a lousy weapon or a lousy shooter.

"How long've you been out here?" She's pretty well destroyed the current target (well, at least the center of it), but there's no telling if she's been out here longer than that. Considering how slow it is, it's not like she has to call the range cold to check or change the target.

Date: 2010-11-22 09:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
Alright, that means this is the first target. "What's with the bad aim?" The Colonel asks this casually; he'd ask this of anyone else whose aim he was familiar enough with to know what it ought to be. "And please don't tell me I'm going to have to give you a minigun to go after the wolves with."

That second bit is, of course, accompanied with a slight smile that a lot of people might miss...particularly alongside the deadpan delivery.

Date: 2010-11-22 10:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
Quaritch knows what's on her mind, and he nods without comment, looking out at the target. "If you're still feeling off, put into my office and I'll take care of any leave you need...and anything else you need, too. That's an order."

Trudy is a very good pilot, and he's not going to risk something going wrong because she's broken up over her brother's death. Nor is he going to let her refuse leave out of pride or anything else: There is no way he's going to risk an emotional burnout from her. And though he's saying it's an order, there's something slightly softer in his voice as he says that: Genuine concern.

Date: 2010-11-26 07:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
"Don't I know it."


"If this place cooperates, that shouldn't be an issue. But if for some odd reason it doesn't..."

Date: 2010-11-27 05:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] not-inkansas.livejournal.com
"Parker was probably leaving that as a surprise for me on Monday. You know how he likes surprises."

Apologies to Dr. Strangelove.

And yes, the Colonel is making a joke at his boss's expense. Ahh, Milliways.


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