Raxus - Garrison Command Firing Range
It was late; the range wasn't completely empty, but mostly so. Jon had completed his transfer, settling into his new role. He hadn't really come to peace with it yet, or anything for that matter. He had lingered here into the late hours of the night because he was not looking forward to the prospect of going home and facing another nearly sleepless night.
He had wanted to get more acclimated with the DA-34 Pistol. He had always carried a side arm, but it had been years since he carried one as his primary weapon. He always had qualified with solid numbers, but he wasn't going to settle for solid. Him and those his command would strive for excellence. There was another reason; the blaster fire drowned out the flood of thoughts and emotions that had bombarded him since Dathomir. The shame and uncertainty eating away at him.
Targets popped up, one after another. He fired, quickly aiming at the next one. This repeated, the targets moving quickly. As the last target fell, he glanced down at the score - 37 out of 40. An excellent score, but it wasn't enough. He ejected the battery pack and slid the next one into place as he prepared for another round of targets.
@Sreeya