Education Never Ends (Solo)

"User, Evelyn Summers. Execute training exercise, Tron." Evelyn felt silly yelling into the room, but her nervousness vanished as the room started to whirl with mechanical energy.

"User recognized. Training exercise 'TRON' initiating." The room responded, and slowly the room started changing around her.

It took a little explaining to get this program put together, but watching it come to life was worth the patience. Even putting up with the silly code name was worth seeing the grids fill the room around her, and she shifted the sai in her hands watching the 'lines' around her respond. The echoes slowly studied what was happening, tracing and responding to the visual guides being created. She stepped to the right, and the grids moved with her. It was like having a perspective grid painted in the world around her, and she had to resist grinning with excitement.


"Begin target practice." Evelyn ordered, and slowly, targets appeared in several spots along the room. Lightly tossing one sai then another, she finally threw the weapon, and it buried itself in the target. She was low, and slightly to the left, but hitting the marks was only half the work right now.

"Calculate." She instructed, and the room was silent for a moment before spitting out the information.

"Target: 31 feet away. Speed..." She moved to collect the sai while letting the echoes process the information. The speed was decent, the angle of release was a little low. She moved back to where she was standing and went to throw again. This time, she aimed a little higher up, and the sai clanged just to the left of where she hit before.

"Calculate."

The angle was slightly higher, the speed was close, but not consistent. She frowned slightly as she tried again, second sai clinking as it hit just centimeters from the first.

"Calculate."

Angle was the same, speed was closer. The echoes processed and noted the information, as well as the patterns of the grid around her. Throw after throw, she aimed, retrieved, and processed the information recited to her. Throw after throw, her accuracy improved, body corresponding the muscle memory and body control with the calculated results the room was giving. The process was tedious, but she enjoyed the challenge. Each calculation taught her more about her weapons, and more about the results she could get with them. 

Eventually, Evelyn put away the Sai, and brought out some throwing stars to practice with. The simulated weapons matched the ones she bought for Mirror, and they felt realistic in her hands as she tossed them. Throw, Calculate. Throw, Calculate. The stars were harder to control than the sai, but with time, she learned to control the spin a little bit more, predict the direction, and study the movements. The information brought a headache to her mind, and the echoes buzzed trying to sort and and study what she was learning. Reading a few physics books didn't quite make her an expert in this, but trial and error was becoming her teacher. This speed+angle+spin brought this result. A change in spin brought such and such result. By the time she was done she was winded, exhausted, but delighted with the results she was getting. Closing her eyes, she could see the gridlines, see the throws, the results, and study. It wasn't much, but on the battlefield, it could be everything. Failed scuffles flashed through her memories, and lucky shots replayed as she thought about the new information. 

Throw, Calculate. 

The hours slipped by and the process wore on. Like the detective she was compared to, she charged onward in her pursuit of information. It wasn't a criminal, they were just throws. But they were still a mystery she was determined to unravel.