Larassa thought about it for a moment and then said, "We have a small training area with popup targets. Besides my powers, I do normally have my set of throwing knives, my pair of daggers, and my pair of silenced SOCOM pistols handy. They're all in my packed bag, which is in my quarters so we can drop by there before heading to the training area."
This said, Larassa stood up and took a few steps in the direction of her quarters before pausing and looking back at Tarkov to make sure he was following her before she left him behind.
"Let's see those, too, then." Tarkov replied, following after Larassa.
"But lets not take too long with it. We should move out fairly soon."
Larassa nodded at this and then led the way to her small barracks, which only housed her.
She walked around the various equipment in the room that ranged from more advanced tactical gear to your average gear for any soldier.
Going straight to the lightweight assault pack on her bed, Larassa opened it and began putting on her holsters for her throwing knives, which was a set of five each, and the holsters for both of her combat knives and as well as holsters for both of her pistols. She then also put on her magazine holster for her pistols.
Once done, Larassa hoisted her assault pack onto her back and then tightened the straps while walking outside and pausing at Tarkov's side.
Tarkov waited outside the barracks. Of course she's not prepared. We won't get out of here for another hour, he thought, but kept it to himself.
He lifted his SMG from his hip and examined the chamber. A smudge of residue caught his attention. He noted to clean it on the chopper ride out.
He would have to dedicate much of the ride to mapping out his destinations and writing some contingencies...in other words, keeping away from conversation with Larassa.
They would need to be oriented with the area before nightfall, and that meant leaving within 30 mikes.
He took out his headset, clipped it on his ear, and then checked into the commander's comms, saying, "Sir, please inform my pilot that we will be wheels up in thirty."
When Larassa finally re-emerged from the barracks, Tarkov noted a sizable assault pack, likely full of her equipment.
"Have everything?"
Tarkov desperately wanted this to take as little time as possible.
Lara nodded and then silently brushed past Tarkov, as she began making her way to the training area.
This hopefully wouldn't take long at all, but she hadn't done anything combat-related in weeks due to her recovery and extensive injuries. She doubted her skills had really gotten worse in that timeframe, but it never hurt to be careful.
As she walked to the training area, Larassa's paws, which were in place of where her human feet would've been, left paw prints in the dirt, something that was very useful in tactical situations due to people assuming the paw prints were just from stray dogs.
Forcing herself to focus upon arriving at the training area, Larassa chose a random lane and punched the button for the pop-up targets to begin.
She then held up one of her pistols and began firing away as targets popped up. Other than missing one or two targets, Lara was overall successful in the practice.
Grinning to herself, she put in a fresh magazine before holstering her pistol. She then left the lane, as she went to a lane that was different than all of the others. This lane was completely open and had only three pop-up targets in it.
Punching the target button in the lane, Larassa quickly unsheathed two of her throwing knives as one of the targets popped up. Whipping one of the knives at the target, Larassa wasn't happy to see it land in the target's shoulder. The target dropped and another popped up. Larassa quickly threw her next knife at it and was pleased to see it land on the target's forehead. This continued until all ten of Larassa's knives were used up.
Pleased with her results, Larassa then went down the lane as she retrieved all of her knives before sheathing them diagonally across her chest. Satisfied with everything, Larassa exited the lane and went to retrieve extra, full magazines for her pistols before saying over her shoulder to Tarkov, "Ready."