His poetry was horrible, but his shooting was magnificent. Sasseeri's ears perked forward a bit, but she hmphed non-committedly. "Not too bad. And, call me Mjiss Rrreeouurrrrrra."

She leaned over and pressed a button in his booth, reaching past his paper target and brushing his side as she did so. "How do you farrre wjith hologrrraphjic tarrrgets?"

In the range, holograms materialized, all vicious looking things, and hyuu-mans with blaster rifles, and things of that nature. The holograms would not disappear until you had pegged them squarely in their most vunerable spots. For some that was the head, for other aliens their targets were elsewhere.

Sasseeri leaned back against the wall and watched Sin in front of her.