Ensign Gavrin Tarsan - Improvement
Sean Sabbage
((Security Training Facilities - Security Center - USS Artemis-A))
Despite a very shaky start, Gavrin was relaxing under Natasha's tutelage, his aim was improving, and he wasn't being a complete disappointment in his first mosting.
Tarsan: Thanks, Lieutenant. Couldn't do it without your guidance.
Cole: ::still holding her slight smile, with a head tilt:: You’ve got a few more targets.
Gavrin took aim and fired again, landing the remainder of his shots. His grouping still needed work, but it was a clear improvement on before.
Cole: Much better, Ensign. Keep this level of improvement and I might see if I can poach you for security.
Gavrin was pretty sure that she was joking, but.. he couldn't be entirely sure.
Tarsan: Oh, well.. I'm uh... pretty happy in Engineering, Lieutenant.
Cole: ::laughing:: I’m joking about snagging you for security, but I am serious you are showing improvement and that matters.
Tarsan: ::letting out a sigh of relief:: Well - improvement's still not good right? ::laughing wryly::
Cole: Improvement is the point. Skill comes with repetition. What matters is that you’re listening, adjusting, and not letting one bad shot decide the rest of the drill.
Tarsan: I was always good at taking instruction... Do you run all the new crew through phaser drills?
Cole: response
Tarsan: ::smiling faintly:: I'm not complaining - just didn't realise I'd be needing to practice again quite so soon
Cole: response
TBC/TAG