WHO: Sonya Blade and Amy Santiago WHAT: Match up WHEN: Today WHERE: Shooting gallery
STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Another time and place, Sonya would've just tried to let what happened last week to slide. The events happened, regardless of how she felt about them or not, and from what she recalled in 'that life' hers wasn't the worst case. Yes, she was a widow having to make due in a time before women had any real rights, but she was respected (to an extent), and the worst she had to deal with was the general feeling of being patronized for having to run a business by herself. She wasn't in a forced marriage, placed in the saloon or brothel, she just had to provide a room and board for paying guests. Yet, she also had to deal with the reality that neither she nor the other women were safe without 'men', that to even consider having actual agency or needing constant protection. It was worse than her time in the military-and even then she was expected to pull her own weight.
Yet, she also felt a sense of community that she almost-just nearly found herself missing. The memories she had of that place were of community and support, and while she did have that here, it didn't feel the same..and for reasons that inwardly made her feel sick. The sort of companionship she felt with other women was stronger there, perhaps because they were all in the same boat and needed eachother's support. There was also the thought of marrying again, and while Sonya had always prided herself on getting things done on her own..the past week reminded her that in even in her current era, marrying was as much a partnership was anything.
She didn't need a man to take care of her and Cassie, (Sarah being even more independently -minded) but deep down, she would've liked the idea of having that sort of partner in her life once more. Of course, it seemed that any time she even started something of a close relationship in Madison, the Dome had to be a wise-ass and send the other person back. That reality was enough to make her think it over again.
Usually, this time of the day, she went to the gym to get in a few punches, but this wasn't the case. Much as she could appreciate and respect a pistol or gun, she had other weapons that needed to be maintained, and training with them required extra focus besides. Cassie had another half hour in pre-school, after all, she could use the time to try and get out of her own head.
Sonya arrived at the gallery, not with a rifle or pistol, but a pair of electronic wrist bands instead. Since her 'gift' that summer, she'd been working on a spare pair of power gauntlets (just incase something happened) and now was as good as any to have them field tested. These weren't as bulky as her own, but as they only really had one (well, two functions), they didn't require the addition parts that hers required.
She got inline and waited to sign herself up for a target. Of course, this being the place it was, there were targets meant not just for bullets and rounds, but energy attacks as well.