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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><div style="text-align: center"><u>Sabine van Laren</u>​</div>Perhaps it was not the first time she had been fired upon during these several weeks in basic training, but it definitely was one of the most surprising times. Sabine ducked back quick behind her cover as the false bullets whizzed by her, pinging off her helmet and ripping at her sleeve. She peeked out again, firing off some shots from behind the wall before ducking back again, managing to graze the woman who was serving as their opponent for the exercise. Sapphire eyes teared up for a moment, overcome with stress... but then suddenly she was joined by not one, but two of her companions. Swallowing, Sabine nodded to Saski as her comrade came up with an approach - something Sabine had already been hoping to try and help with. "<b>O-Okay!</b>" she affirmed, nodding in affirmation with Saski's call.<br/>
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As Saski darted out to reach her next position, Sabine rolled out to try and fire off some rounds to distract the enemy... only to find that her opponent had been felled. Sabine blinked those beautiful blue eyes of hers for a moment, looking around for who else was nearby who could have helped. Should she spy Winter, she'd wave the sniper on over... but she didn't waste too much time, be it on either trying to find Winter if it was too difficult or in getting her attention if it proved too difficult - Saski was depending on her! The young noblewoman soon levelled her rifle and began to follow after Saski, moving from cover to cover, prepared to fire off a barrage of training rounds at any enemy that dared to appear before her!<br/>
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Should she manage to catch up with Saski and get a few moments without any sign of the enemy, Sabine would shoulder her rifle, taking out her binoculars to try and scout out the enemy positions again, radioing in any signs of enemy movement that Renee and the others might have been unaware of. A quick mental calculation of distance to the enemy base raced through her mind, giving her the idea of perhaps putting that grenade launcher to some use and sowing a bit of confusion in the enemy ranks...</div>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><div style="text-align: center"><u>Cecilia Lasalle</u>​</div>And wait she did... No enemies seemed to be advancing their way, and that headstrong man was advancing... "<b>Oh mon Dieu...</b>" Cecilia sighed, eventually abandoning her little makeshift sniper nest and deciding to stick with her comrade. After all, the heavy armor that Theo wore could well be more reliable than any cobbled together cover she could find - and having his company certainly felt more secure as well! Amber golden eyes narrowed and an impish smile graced her lips as she moved up to beside Theo when he finally stopped, murmuring a teasing little, "<b>You make it quite easy to follow you, M'sieur...</b>" Her eyes darted over his form in ready implication of what she could mean...<br/>
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But there would be time to tease and flirt later. What Theo said took precedence, after all, as being shot at was certainly a way to damper anyone's mood! Perhaps out of a sincere need or perhaps to fluster Theo a little bit more, Cecilia decided to keep <i>very </i>close to her comrade as she moved to line up a shot, pressing that curvy little figure up against his shoulder. With an eye to the scope, Cecilia lined up the Scout ahead of them, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as she tried to steady herself, calling upon all of her training and practice at the range to pursue a perfect shot... And then with a little squeeze of the trigger, she fired off one round - aimed at center mass, a more sure shot. ... of course, if one shot would not do, a fire fight might be on their hands, and Cecilia would have to follow up with a few more rounds perhaps less carefully fired...</div>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><b><u>Private Theo Maxwell, Shocktrooper</u></b><br/>
Cecilia's little frame wrapped over his shoulder and partially his back. Suddenly aware of the closeness of such a beautiful woman, his focus wavered for a second and a harsh blush scored his face. "H-hey, quit it. We have to focus." Instead of moving her body off of him, which he desperately wanted as to help clear his mind, he let her balance on his shoulder. It should help her aim, and he could suffer a bit longer to make sure her shot was accurate.<br/>
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When he felt her breath slow, and heard the click of the trigger, the gun pressed into his muscle a bit harder, making him well aware that she had fired. His eyes focused on the target ahead, and followed where he believed the bullet would strike upon the scout on the 'enemy' side. "It'll be us on target next. Lets hope its a critical shot, we need to keep our guards up..." He whispered, tightening his hold on his rifle and pressing the stock into his shoulder, ready to leap up and run into combat, should the scout target him or Cecilia. "Keep on your toes."</div>
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Cindy eased her posture upon Corporal Renée's prompting and wasn't impressed by the corporal's introduction. <i>Confident seems to be an issue. </i>"Yes ma'am." She knew what the task was and was one she had performed on many occassions. <i>At least it's training otherwise, we are undermanned in hostile terrority. Probably an ambush up ahead. Any armour will likely be an APC or lesser. Can't see them using a tank for training unless they have one that was damaged, repurposed for it. That's gonna to be an issue.</i><br/>
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She kept the lance resting on her shoulder and hoped that the corporal knew what she was doing. She had seen too many leaders fail due to nerves, resulting in their deaths. "Hope to be of some use, ma'am." She remarked. <i>Doubt i'll be around for long. Soon, they'll put me back on the front lines. Just do the training, show them how to use a lancer properly. I could defy her orders as it's a training op. Only if it's a stupid order.</i></div>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content"><b><u>Private Winter Hawthorne, Sniper</u></b><br/>
From her place in the tall grass, she kept an eye on her comrades. <i>Damn, I need to get somewhere high up... get a view on what Saski and Sabine are running into. </i>"Renée, standby, I'm making my way to the building just north of me. Looks like an old drain pipe and some busted windows I can climb to the top and get a good areal view!" She whispers sharply into her radio.<br/>
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Crawling to the edge of the grass, she peeks around. No one close enough to see her, and if she were lucky, the 'enemy' scout would be focused on Saski and Sabine once more. She took the opportunity. Lilith the Lancer was just down the way, and she hoped, if Lilith saw her, that the soldier would keep her eye peeled for enemies as Winter climbed the pipe.<br/>
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She had done this a time or two back home. Perhaps she wasn't the most feminine or lady-like, but it served a purpose to her now. She found footing on a broken brick on the side of the building and hefted herself up. When she reached for the next handhold, a rusted fastening on the pipe, her grip failed and she slipped, slicing the palm of her hand and landing on her rear end with a thud. "Oh shit!" She hissed quietly, gripping her hand and sliding behind a barrel while peeking around to make sure no one else had heard her fantastic failure.</div>
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</div><br/>Looks good.<br/><br/>Renée was just beginning to truck along when she heard Winter's silenced voice over the radio. She immediately grew concerned. Rusty drain pipes and broken windows? Definitely not the safest.<br/><br/>"Wait, don't..."<br/><br/>Don't what? Don't get a higher view?<br/><br/>"Well if you have to then just be careful alright?" The radio clicked off.<br/><br/>Winter fell, not very high but cutting her hand (85/100 HP, Bleeding) and heavily landing on her bottom from a few feet up, scuffing the bottom of her Standard Light Thigh-Length Skirt (35/40 CP)<br/><br/><br/>Hearing a thud nearby, Lilith ran over to check on what happened. She was getting so bored just standing there she was wondering if she should do some scouting of her own, but luckily something happened. Or rather, unluckily.<br/><br/>"Oh damn, Winter, are you alright? What happened?"<br/><br/>She grimaced as she saw her palm,<br/><br/>"Just stay still, I'll take care of this,"<br/><br/>Lilith would take out a canister of ragnaid, turning a knob on the bottom and holding it near Winter's palm to heal it. (Yes I know about her tomophobia ooc) ((if she doesn't pull away too much, Winter will be healed to 100/100 HP))<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.discordapp.com%2Fattachments%2F763286279278297108%2F829259845910790184%2F001a.png&amp;hash=0002c09b18e67d0c079c5f575afbafc3" title="001a.png">
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