[Ear protection, funnily enough, is exactly what's on Lisa's mind as she looks over the weapon. If they're really up against such vast and dangerous forces, it seems only logical that they'll have to use bigger weaponry at some point for larger scale battles... Maybe she should start thinking of something ahead of time. Just in case.]
[One thing at a time, however. For now, she nods.]
That's good to hear. [Ha.] Then I suppose all I can do is to continue practicing my aim until it's even a little better. For the knife part, how should I deal with that, or should I only focus on the gun for a while?
[Instinct tells her to say stay back, to focus on range and let the others pick up the slack of going in close, but with these circumstances, this situation, and how few they really number...
Lightning sighs.]
The size of your knife means you'll have to get in close to your target. If you're not prepared for that, if you're even a second too slow, they could tear you apart. [And Doctor she may be, but without healing magic...ouch.] You're better off sticking to the back lines for now.
[At least until there's a chance for proper training. The only question is if they'll have the time for that.]
I'll be quite happy to! Now to see if the Grimm agree.
[Because what she wants isn't something that's important, she thinks. At least not in an active war zone like this. Adjusting her position a little bit to see if that helps her experience from last time, Lisa begins to adjust her gun for the next shot.]
How long have you been doing this? I mean, not the... entirely different world part. Although you're free to tell me if you've done that too.
[There is that to consider! Lightning steps back out of Lisa's way, head tilted pensively. Would going from Cocoon to Pulse count as going to another world? Probably, but that'll open too many questions she's not quite ready to talk about.]
A few years. [Which probably begs the question of who'd let a teenager sign up to the military, since she doesn't look a day older than twenty.] I helped train the recruits a few times. This isn't that different.
[Beyond the obviously mismatched equipment, anyway.]
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[One thing at a time, however. For now, she nods.]
That's good to hear. [Ha.] Then I suppose all I can do is to continue practicing my aim until it's even a little better. For the knife part, how should I deal with that, or should I only focus on the gun for a while?
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Lightning sighs.]
The size of your knife means you'll have to get in close to your target. If you're not prepared for that, if you're even a second too slow, they could tear you apart. [And Doctor she may be, but without healing magic...ouch.] You're better off sticking to the back lines for now.
[At least until there's a chance for proper training. The only question is if they'll have the time for that.]
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[Because what she wants isn't something that's important, she thinks. At least not in an active war zone like this. Adjusting her position a little bit to see if that helps her experience from last time, Lisa begins to adjust her gun for the next shot.]
How long have you been doing this? I mean, not the... entirely different world part. Although you're free to tell me if you've done that too.
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A few years. [Which probably begs the question of who'd let a teenager sign up to the military, since she doesn't look a day older than twenty.] I helped train the recruits a few times. This isn't that different.
[Beyond the obviously mismatched equipment, anyway.]