Urfkgar is standing over by the firing line with a pair of large rifles resting on the ground with their ejection ports facing up. He's got a shorter, stubbier weapon in his hands that seems to be a submachinegun. He's currently staring at some moving targets in front of him. Volouscheur walks out of the main lift, aura shimmering matte green around her as she heads towards the firing line. She offers a feeling of greeting to Urf once she gets close enough, blinking at the rifles and submachine gun he has. Volouscheur nods quietly, still watching and listening. She says, ~Yes, I see.~