Prompt: Russell Howard - "How shit an assassin do you have to be when you miss by 8000 miles" - 'Good News'

Frankly, Kenneth Dalby thought this training exercise was a waste of time. Yes, he got the importance of knowing how to use a phaser in case you met hostile beings on an away mission, but shooting at a moving point of light in an otherwise empty room wasn't a very realistic scenario. Unless the flora and fauna of a planet came to life and tried to attack you, whatever you were shooting at was very likely going to be shooting back at you.

For once though, he had manage to hold his tongue and let Tuvok conduct his training exercise. It was one he knew the security chief wasn't going to be able to criticize him on too much. It was nice to feel like he had done something right finally. Even following Henley's ninety percent performance, his eighty-eight percent on his run wasn't too shabby, especially as Tuvok had set the program for level 10.

Chell however wasn't currently having the same amount of success. He was either missing his targets altogether or hitting the wrong color. All Tuvok's helpful tips were doing right now were irritating the Bolian.

In frustration, Chell sent a phaser burst toward the wall nowhere near any of the moving points of light.

"I guess we know why you're an engineer," Henley comment. "If we let you try firing the ships weapons you'd probably even miss a ship by 8,000 miles. You'd make a horrible assassin."

Dalby bit his lower lip to keep from laughing at Henley's words. Beside him, Gerron didn't even try to hide his amusement as Chell's session came to an end.

"You think you're going to do any better?" Chell asked, turning in the young Bajoran's direction.

Gerron shrugged his shoulders, a small smile still on his face.

"Mr. Chell, I suggest you find time to practice your markmenship on your own as your performance will have to improve significantly for you to meet Starfleet's standards," Tuvok said, choosing to ignore the side remarks of the trainees this time. "Mr. Gerron, it is your turn."

Silently, Gerron walked toward the circle in the center of the room taken the phaser from Chell as they passed. Taking his position, he waited calmly for the session to begin and then began to smoothly and accurately hit one target after another.

"I think we just found our assassin," Dalby commented quietly to Henley, glancing over at Chell as he said it.

The Bolian was watching in open mouthed shock as Gerron continued to hit target after target.