The Range [Wednesday evening]

[sorella_vecchia]

Today had felt... off. Triela couldn't put her finger on it, but she suspected that more and more days were going to feel that way as her little memory lapses grew more and more frequent. Earlier today she'd needed nearly a minute to remember what room she was in

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[showmetheproof]

After classes, and Support Reserves, Scully headed down to the gun range, wanting to get in some practice again. It'd been a while, since before Hawaii and small children, so she nodded to Triela as she came in, fussing with the eye protection.

"Hello, Triela."

[sorella_vecchia]

For half a second, Scully got a blank sort of look. Then Triela nodded back. "Hello."

"Scully."

[showmetheproof]

Scully finished loading her gun, and gave Triela a curious glance at that delay. "Distracted?"

[sorella_vecchia]

"Yeah."

Sure. That was it.

[anarchist_queen]

Leda hadn't seen Triela in a while. So she was pleased to have made this "date" to meet up and shoot at stuff.

"Hey you. Long time no see."

[sorella_vecchia]

Triela's lips twitched upward. "Yeah. Been a while. How's it going?"

[anarchist_queen]

"I've had my ups and downs. No one's tried to kill or kidnap me in a long time, but on the other hand I've been crowned Queen of Faery."

[sorella_vecchia]

"Sounds like you've been busy," Triela decided, not sure whether being crowned queen was good or not.