"Okay, take a deep breath, exhale and squeeze the trigger."
The scruffy faced man stood behind his sister, close enough to see where she was aiming.
She squeezed the trigger, then set down the blaster and went up to look at the practice dummy.
"Kai, I hit it!" She exclaimed, "Look, it's right on the bullseye!"
Alessia beamed with excitement as did Kai.
He walked up to her, smiling at his younger sister and wrapping his arm around her shoulder to admiring her work.
"You've improved so much in the past few weeks. Who knows, you may even surpass me." Kai joked, raising an eyebrow and grinning.
She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, right. You're a weapons dealer, you know the inside and out of these blasters. I'm just so happy I finally got it."
The two siblings laughed as they gathered their things and headed out of the forest.
Their self-made shooting range was only a mile from their hut, making it more convenient for them to train rather than going to the one across the city. It may have been more open and plenty more targets, but Kai and Alessia were fine with repurposing target dummies made from whatever garbage they could fine.
At age twenty eight, Kaius owned a business of weapon dealing- illegally- but doing what he can to provide for them. It was one of his favorite things. Every model, every style, every class, Kai could take them apart and put them back together in mere seconds.
Alessia, on the other hand, was nothing but a florist. More of a hobby than job. It kept her level headed and happy, and that's all Kai could ask for.
She never wanted to learn about Kai's interest in weapons until news broke out about the First Order's mission to find Luke Skywalker and how they had invaded a planet close to them.
That's when Kai decided it was time she started learning to protect herself.