Snippet #2718166

Her sister had been promising to teach her how to shoot for weeks now, and after enough pestering Keira had finally gotten Harlin to agree to it. After arriving at a more secluded area in Ticon territory her sister had produced a blaster pistol and began to teach her the basics of how to hold, fire and reload the weapon. It had taken quite a bit of trial and error, but after a few hours of practice she was confident enough in her own ability to handle herself should the need arise to actually use the pistol. The one thing she had overestimated, it seemed, was the generosity of her sibling when it came to obtaining a weapon of her own.

Thankfully nothing had ever been said about borrowing.

Okay, well, maybe it was more like temporary theft, but they were a crime family anyway, so it wasn't that big of a deal. Besides, it wasn't like she really meant to shoot anybody. That's not what guns were useful for in the long run, at least, not if you were smart about it. If you knew what you were doing, you could get what you wanted just by flashing a blaster at the correct moment, and get where you wanted to go just by being armed in the first place. Murder wasn't something that had to happen, and paying close attention to how her father operated had only proven that to her. If he was able to get his way through thinly veiled threats and carefully spoken words, then so could she.

For awhile she and her friends had talked about what to do with her newfound 'persuasive ability,' but it hadn't taken long for them to find a target. Long-standing was the feud between Ticon and Stargo, and the children had become even more embroiled in the conflict, taking it far more personally than their parents ever had. It wasn't immediately obvious what Xander was doing on the street corner, but it didn't take much close observation to discern just what he was up to. When she pointed it out to her friends they couldn't help but laugh, each of them finding amusement in his attempt at what they say as playing their game.

She stopped walking just as soon as she reached the invisible boundary that separated their territory, and for a few seconds all she did was watch him, eyes squinting in the way that meant she was considering just how much trouble all of this was worth. "The fuck do you think you're doing, pushing product across to our side? You know how we feel about dealing in spice."