[u][b]Esther Vanhomrigh - 5th Period, Practice Class[/b][/u]

White glove slipping into her coat pocket, she slipped out her Scroll to check the time. Pocketing it and looking up at the students as they arrived one after the other, she adjusted the brim of her cover. Once everyone had finally gathered, she turned to face a table where various rifles and boxes of ammunition sat and motioned towards it with her white gloved hand.

[b]"For this next period of instruction, we'll be moving on to evaluating your firearms knowledge and skill. Eyes and ears."[/b]

Slipping her slung rifle off of her back and pointing its barrel up towards the sky, she held it firmly in a one-armed 'chicken wing'. Turning so that the students could see, she unsnapped one of her black leather magazine pouches from her belt and pulled out a blue-colored magazine.

[b]"Those of you who are unfamiliar with firearms manipulations and manual of arms, listen up and pay close attention. With a magazine, load it into the magazine well and 'make ready'."[/b]

She slammed the blue boxy looking object into an opening on the underside of her rifle.
[b]"Load."[/b]
Grabbing a latch on the rifle's side, she ripped it back as the weapon noisily [i]clack-clacked[/i]. The sound itself intimidating and threatening.
[b]"Make ready."[/b]
She turned to the students, the barrel of her special rifle still pointed safely skyward.
[b]"Simple, right? With this, a round is chambered and your weapon is in Condition 3."[/b]
Taking a step, she swiveled at a straight angle to face down range. Shouldering her rifle, she pointed her muzzle at a small circular paper target approximately 25 yards away. Settling to a stance, she gave further instructions.

[b]"Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, a slight bend in your knees. Lean into your weapon by bending forward at the waist slightly. Stock high and firm in your shoulder. Firing hand high and firm on the grip. Bring your head down to your weapon's stock, not the weapon up to you. Both eyes open and focusing on the target."[/b]

With a slight flick of her thumb, she swept her weapon's safety off of 'Safe' and onto 'Semi/Fire'. With the pad of her pointer finger, she squeezed off 3 consecutive shots. Her rifle thunderously booming with each shot, fire spitting from its muzzle. Down range, three small holes touched each other and made an opening the size of a Lien cent piece. The opening dead center of the target. Flicking its safely back on, she pointed her rifle again towards the sky and turned towards the students.

[b]"After you've assumed a positive and comfortable shooting stance, point your weapons down range at your targets. Use your thumb to sweep the safety selectors onto 'Semi/Fire' and with the pad of your pointer fingers gently SQUEEZE the trigger. You will fire FIVE WELL-AIMED shots on my command on the firing line. Earlier I may have stated that you would be using your own weapons should they have their own firing mechanisms. You're not. Today, you will all be using the stock issued weapons here that are similar to those used by the Vale military past and present. Once we have your shot group and time, the rest of today's instruction will be left with Professor Rowan. I will merely observing, answering questions and so on for the remainder of the class."[/b]

Pressing her rifle's magazine release, she ejected the blue magazine and slid it back into its pouch, snapping it in. Grabbing the charging handle on her rifle, she racked it back once and ejected the chambered round to snatch it out of midair. She then slung her rifle onto her back and pocketed the spare round. Walking away, she reminded them [b]"Booger-hookers off the bangswitches until I declare the firing line hot, lest you want to make good friends with Terra Firma and my knuckles."[/b]

She made her way to the center of the range and back some to be able to observe them all.
[b]"NOW GRAB A RIFLE AND AMMO AND GET THE F*CK TO MY FIRING LINE!"[/b] She bellowed at them.

[u][b]Kuhaku Shiro - 5th Period, Practice Class[/b][/u]

He turned to Marcus with a curious look on his face as he told him his time. Frowning, though he had passed, he was certain he could run that course faster than just four minutes. To be honest, he wondered how Professor Rowan and Ms. Vanhomrigh could do the course. Tapping his chin in thought, he lost track of himself for a moment and forgot that Marcus was in conversation with him. White ears perking, he looked a little stunned.

[b]"Oh! Thank you for keeping track of my time. I appreciate it."
Shiro smiled at him, until Marcus stated that he would probably do better than him on the range. Whether he was prodding Shiro or not, he didn't know. He frowned again, before it slowly transformed into a mischievous smirk.
[b]"Ah, maybe you could do better. But then again, maybe not. You seem to have some prior experience and training with firearms."[/b]
His golden brown eyes looked Marcus up and down, still grinning his signature white and toothy grin.
[b]"But who knows, maybe I'll surprise you."[/b] He then had a brilliant and fun idea. Ears perking and eyes practically sparkling, he turned back to Marcus. His tail up and sweeping side to side.  [b]"Say, you wanna make a wager? I bet that I can do just as good as you if not better at the range. If I win, I want an offroad ride on that tank of yours. If I lose..."[/b]
He thought for a moment, what would be a fair offer? He shrugged, smiling.
[b]"I don't know, you think of something? Maybe a few swings of Kladenets and Perun?"[/b] He chuckled.

As he arrived to the range and found an annoyed looking teacher's aide waiting on them, his joy from conversing with another student died out a little. Something about Ms. Vanhomrigh kind of did that to him, making a piece of himself feel dead inside. Maybe it was something about her fierce, yet simultaneously dead stare that bore into your very soul. Shiro shivered and forced himself to stop thinking about it for a moment, swallowing dryly.

[i]"H-happy thoughts. Th-think happy thoughts. Distracting thoughts to avoid her judgemental, crushing gaze. Ha ha.."[/i]

Adjusting his protecting eye and ear wear, he made sure they fit comfortably and properly as Ms. "Van" began to run through what they would be doing next. Instructing them on basic knowledge of the manual of arms for firearms. Shiro's mind wandered off as she spoke, though he tried his best to hide it and not show. He more or less already knew everything she was teaching them, it was more of a refresher. Though, he was relieved to find out that they wouldn't be using their personal weapons today. He had forgotten to swap out some parts to his weapons that would allow them to fire. Not that they were in any operational shape, that is..

Ms. Van Roaring at them, Shiro jumped slightly. Startled into a frenzy, he quickly ran up to the table where the weapons were secured and slid his sword and shield off to set them aside. Grabbing a rifle, it unlocked and he took it from the weapons rack. Slinging the rifle safely onto his back, he snatched up a magazine and jogged to the nearest spot on the firing line. Looking around for Marcus, he winked after he saw him.