The Range [Late Tuesday morning and early afternoon]
Triela was actually sort of looking forward to meeting with Karla today. The other girl was a quick learner and rather attentive. And she also appreciated, in all senses of the word, what a gun could do.
Besides, the questions about how magic might interact with Triela's own system had had her mulling over the implications of magic and modern technology for a while, and today's little experiment ought to prove rather enlightening.
She sorted through her gear. It wasn't often that she pulled out every weapon she had in storage. In fact, it was probably a good thing she'd arrived so much earlier than their appointed time because even she had needed to make quite a number of trips to get it all set up. She also had a kevlar vest with her for safety's sake. Ricochets could be unpredictable at the best of times, and she sort of doubted that what they were planning to try would make the things any more predictable.
[Range is open, of course.]
Besides, the questions about how magic might interact with Triela's own system had had her mulling over the implications of magic and modern technology for a while, and today's little experiment ought to prove rather enlightening.
She sorted through her gear. It wasn't often that she pulled out every weapon she had in storage. In fact, it was probably a good thing she'd arrived so much earlier than their appointed time because even she had needed to make quite a number of trips to get it all set up. She also had a kevlar vest with her for safety's sake. Ricochets could be unpredictable at the best of times, and she sort of doubted that what they were planning to try would make the things any more predictable.
[Range is open, of course.]