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WHO: Solidus, Hera (open)
WHERE: Holodeck
WHAT: Target practice and child traumatization at the same time.
Solidus was rapidly discovering that Hera was quite the little trooper. She had adjusted better than any toddler could be expected to considering the circumstances. It was almost as though she had done all this before, or something like it. Solidus had also fed her military rations for dinner last night- had to get her used to army far, after all- and been shocked at how well she'd handled the borderline-inedible food. The loud, violent action movie he'd watched with her had disturbed her less than he'd expected too. Solidus was beginning to think that whatever life this girl had lived before coming here, it hadn't been an especially happy one.
So much the better, he thought. It would lead to her growing into an even more formidable fighter. Hera offered Solidus the answer to a question which had deviled his career as a terrorist- how do you find followers you can absolutely trust not to betray you? Raise them yourself.
Hence their current trip to the holodeck, which was currently providing the illusion of a firing range. Solidus was taking aim at cardboard targets- more realistic fare could be provided by the holodeck once she was ready for it- while Hera watched and he lectured.
"This-" He put a single bullet through the center of mass, firing from the shoulder instead of one-handed for the sake of giving a good demonstration "-is a P-90. It's a very high-quality weapon, easy to control and good at penetrating armor." He fired again, this time full-auto. He wanted her to get used to the noise and shock of automatic weapons fire as quickly as possible. "You'll probably start with the AK-47, though. It's a classic. I've trained children as young as six to use it as an effective weapon." He smiled at her. "I can already tell you're going to be a natural."
WHERE: Holodeck
WHAT: Target practice and child traumatization at the same time.
Solidus was rapidly discovering that Hera was quite the little trooper. She had adjusted better than any toddler could be expected to considering the circumstances. It was almost as though she had done all this before, or something like it. Solidus had also fed her military rations for dinner last night- had to get her used to army far, after all- and been shocked at how well she'd handled the borderline-inedible food. The loud, violent action movie he'd watched with her had disturbed her less than he'd expected too. Solidus was beginning to think that whatever life this girl had lived before coming here, it hadn't been an especially happy one.
So much the better, he thought. It would lead to her growing into an even more formidable fighter. Hera offered Solidus the answer to a question which had deviled his career as a terrorist- how do you find followers you can absolutely trust not to betray you? Raise them yourself.
Hence their current trip to the holodeck, which was currently providing the illusion of a firing range. Solidus was taking aim at cardboard targets- more realistic fare could be provided by the holodeck once she was ready for it- while Hera watched and he lectured.
"This-" He put a single bullet through the center of mass, firing from the shoulder instead of one-handed for the sake of giving a good demonstration "-is a P-90. It's a very high-quality weapon, easy to control and good at penetrating armor." He fired again, this time full-auto. He wanted her to get used to the noise and shock of automatic weapons fire as quickly as possible. "You'll probably start with the AK-47, though. It's a classic. I've trained children as young as six to use it as an effective weapon." He smiled at her. "I can already tell you're going to be a natural."