The range is set up with 2 lanes on either end of the room set up with a mannequin at the far end of the range,
The middle range is set up with  Serval mannequins that can be used for Close combat.

After spending time working on plans for her masterpiece with William, Harbinger was dealing with the stress of the emotional disturbance in the world by training. She was currently practicing Accuracy with raged attacks. Cocking her arm back like an archer. It was unnecessary but Bon Jovi's advice on disguising weapons while undercover was a good one. A bow and arrows made from her better half. The symbiote guided her hand as she drew back with four "Arrows" on the "bow string" and let loose watching them fly.

<From Ch 2 The Twist in Texas>

Kevin came in from the halls to find Harbinger practicing archery at the range.  He raised his hands in a peace gesture.  "Hey!"  he called to her.  "Listen.  This gonna come off weird, but I kind of need to see your actual human face.  Also, and don't freak out, but does the name, Evelyn means anything to you?"

A growl came from deep inside her. Her head snapped around completely 360 degrees from her body. "Run and I'll give you a headstart before I carve you into pieces." her bow shifted covering her arms. As one arm became a katana and the other a giant axe. She began counting. "Ten......nine......eight".

William was rounding the corner when he looked in the window of the shooting range. He shook his head

He walked into the room looking at the Katana. I don’t think that will be necessary Harbinger. he said taking a sip of coffee.

Can we try to get along for at least one day? not sure what happened but he looked at both of them.

"Calm the fuck down and get your many, many mental dysfunctions under something that pretends to be control," he told Harbinger in a cool, sharp tone.  Even as he did a set of huge bat-like wings sprouted from Kevin's back and something like a dark haze seemed to cover him.  Meanwhile his hands, which were still raised, erupted into something like flames that were somehow a deep, pitch black and threw a shadowy anti-light on the general area.

"If I'm right, there's somebody much scarier than either of us who's targeting both of us," Kevin continued to Harbinger.

"Yeah, uh, William, I don't think Harbinger's ever really been about doing what's necessary," he told the man without taking his eyes off Harbinger.  "You might want to get White Witch down here.  We'll need to talk to her after Punisher Barbie here gets her stupid little tantrum out of her system enough to pull on her Big-girl panties and try to think about dealing with a real threat."
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"FUCK YOU!!!"She spun around lunging at Darkstar with her blade. Enough was enough! This bastard had done nothing but disrespect her. Treated her like an inferior. She wasn't going to deal with this bullshit anymore. She was going to destroy him until all that was left was chunky salsa.

With a surprising speed of reaction at Harbingers lunge William had click his watch and got between Harbinger and Darkstar. A Sheild similar to Captain America but made of energy was now on his wrist.

Harbingers struck the Shield and William directed the blow away from harm's way of his face.

STAND DOWN!!

He looked at both of them.
BOTH OF YOU! he set his feet ready for the next attack.

Darkstar may be right Harbinger.

He said lowering the tone of his voice.

She let a primal unholy scream of rage that came from the very core of her being at being denied her vengeance.  She turned to William with the look of tearing his limbs off and beating him with it. Pure undiluted hate in her body language. She dropped to her knees and howled again as the substance slid into her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. As her wrists became exposed she slashed them open giving the slithering substance another entry into her body her hair covered her face as she was soon naked kneeling. She had markings all over her body all of them older some dating back almost a decade . The wounds healed quickly quicker than humans could even back then. A black eye and bruises on Sunday night and she looked right as rain Monday morning. But the deeper scars remained. "If I don't keep this inside myself until I calm down I'll destroy this entire building. " she got to her feet walking away with a couple of cellphones and a switchblade knife in her hand and a laptop under her arm.
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Kevin had already planned out a couple of tactics.  Shortcut behind her and hit her with Voidfire.  Box her up as she charged.  Voidfire as she charged.  Take the hit and do any of the above.  He ended up doing... nothing.

Naslund stepped between them and did his thing, so nothing needed to be done and then Harbinger mastered herself as much as she could.  Once she was naked, the story almost told itself.  She was already tiny and she looked young, maybe not even twenty.  The videos had been coming for a good four years, so five or six years ago she'd have been younger.  Tinier.  Less well developed.  No wonder she went after pedos.  Meanwhile, what he could see of her face matched what he'd seen in the nightmare.  And of course the hair itself matched.

Kevin moved, draining the wings but leaving field up a bit just in case she lost it again.  Standing not quite in her path he said, "Wait.  Stay.  We need to talk.  All three of us."

"I think Belial might be making a move and it'll involve her," he told Nasland still keeping eyes on Harbinger.  "I need to know what those agents have found."

He took off the long over-coat that was part of what was effectively his "costume" and drew the field away it, creating a pole to extend it to Harbinger.

"Here," he said to Harbinger, his voice gentle now.  "It'll still be a little chilly from where it goes, but it's probably better than nudity."

Harbinger ignored him still walking away finding a dark corner to curl up into a ball , dropping her stuff beside her she wrapped her arms around her knees she let herself cry. She buried her head into her knees. _{"Make it stop. Please make it stop...."} she whispered to the only one who could hear her.