[... But what came after that? While occasionally absolutely incapable of keeping her mouth in check, Nariko knew better than to ask a question that she herself couldn't answer. Her life would be different if she'd made different choices, if she could actually put down the person who helped make her into what she was.
Whatever waited for Les on the other side of her revenge was her adventure. She didn't need Nariko fretting over her - Not unless that became an explicitly added service. But the most relevant one was, in fact, tactile and mentally draining. Guns were a little more complex than most realized, and they'd hopefully wipe out Les' remaining strength.]
A long lecture, and many tiny pieces of a bigger thing!
[Leaving the well crafted training area, Nariko takes her to the garage, where she's already set up a decent workbench that could accommodate four people, if needed. With precision, she unravels a handgun, explaining every aspect down to the smallest piece, and then has Les do it.
Over, and over, and over again, until her brain threatens to melt, or her fingers lose direction of where they should even go next.]
they really are so much fun OTL ALSO feel free to shift them to Les' dreams!
Whatever waited for Les on the other side of her revenge was her adventure. She didn't need Nariko fretting over her - Not unless that became an explicitly added service. But the most relevant one was, in fact, tactile and mentally draining. Guns were a little more complex than most realized, and they'd hopefully wipe out Les' remaining strength.]
A long lecture, and many tiny pieces of a bigger thing!
[Leaving the well crafted training area, Nariko takes her to the garage, where she's already set up a decent workbench that could accommodate four people, if needed. With precision, she unravels a handgun, explaining every aspect down to the smallest piece, and then has Les do it.
Over, and over, and over again, until her brain threatens to melt, or her fingers lose direction of where they should even go next.]