<div style="text-align: center"><u><span style="font-size: 18px">Sabine van Laren</span></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><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">O-Okay!</span></b>" she affirmed, nodding in affirmation with Saski's call.<br/><br/>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/><br/>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...<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><u><span style="font-size: 18px">Cecilia Lasalle</span></u>​</div>And wait she did... No enemies seemed to be advancing their way, and that headstrong man was advancing... "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(71, 85, 119)">Oh mon Dieu...</span></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><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(71, 85, 119)">You make it quite easy to follow you, M'sieur...</span></b>" Her eyes darted over his form in ready implication of what she could mean...<br/><br/>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...