Night 57: Weapons Range
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There was nowhere to take cover; even the shadows had fled under the steady glow of panels in the ceiling. The light was bright, and Earth-spectrum, like being in a greenhouse. It wasn't a reassuring feeling. Not when they stood a good chance of being the cultivars, not the cultivators.
The purpose of the room was clear. Good light, a large, open area, next to an armory. The only thing she might have expected as an addition would be stands for the audience. This sort of thing was rather popular among people who found that guns were things bodyguards carried.
They'd found their fight. Now they just needed some opponents.
Taura sighted down the barrel of the gun -- a plasma arc wasn't a finesse weapon, even on the tightest setting, but burning down the building wasn't the kind of win she was looking for.
"Look sharp, people. I think company is on the way." No use hiding that they were here, after all.
There was nowhere to take cover; even the shadows had fled under the steady glow of panels in the ceiling. The light was bright, and Earth-spectrum, like being in a greenhouse. It wasn't a reassuring feeling. Not when they stood a good chance of being the cultivars, not the cultivators.
The purpose of the room was clear. Good light, a large, open area, next to an armory. The only thing she might have expected as an addition would be stands for the audience. This sort of thing was rather popular among people who found that guns were things bodyguards carried.
They'd found their fight. Now they just needed some opponents.
Taura sighted down the barrel of the gun -- a plasma arc wasn't a finesse weapon, even on the tightest setting, but burning down the building wasn't the kind of win she was looking for.
"Look sharp, people. I think company is on the way." No use hiding that they were here, after all.