Who:
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whip_the_foolsWhen: Backdated like a BOSS to December 12th (because god I was lame, during the holidays), during the morning.
Where: Sector 5, one of the forests in the area.
Summary: Sarina believes that no one should ever be left defenseless, so she takes it upon herself to teach Franziska the art of shooting.
Warnings: SHOOTING...things of an inanimate nature, most likely. Curse words are possible, at least in LB's narrative. I'll add more, if necessary.
Sarina had spent the last few days wandering around the city in her free time, trying to find a suitable location that one (or rather two) could get away with shooting. Although she was never that choosy as a manipulated Beast, she was smart enough to know that things were a bit different in a world that wasn't governed by war. She didn't need to kill anyone who got in her way, and she certainly didn't want to provoke anyone into thinking she might be a threat to them. Things would get rather messy that way, and considering that she was teaching a prosecutor, that probably wasn't the best of ideas.
Yes, it was a bit unnerving to think that she was going to be dealing with someone of the law, especially since she had done so many unlawful things in her life-- but it wasn't like anyone knew the full extent of what she had done. The important thing here was that for whatever reason, no one had bothered to teach Franziska how to shoot a gun. It was unacceptable; everyone had the right to defend themselves! So even if she had only spoken with the woman once, Sarina decided that if no one else would teach her how to shoot a gun, she would!
After mulling over her choices for a while, she finally decided on a location away from her residence in Sector Eleven, to the point where it was almost on the opposite end of the island. Although Franziska didn't seem like a bad person, she was paranoid over anyone knowing where she lived, out of habit. There was also a large wooded area within the sector, so Sarina figured that they should probably be safe from most of the wanderers in the city.
Having sent a text to Franziska the previous day, Sarina waited around the outside of the forest, unperturbed by the cold. In retrospect, she probably should have asked Franziska what kind of gun she had, to better prepare the lesson. She herself carried a M16 she had received from Big Boss, before his disappearance, but she somehow doubted the prosecutor would have the same weapon. Oh well, she was a former soldier. As long as it wasn't a sniper rifle, she was pretty sure she could figure it out anyway.