[b]Trad Oak – Practice[/b]

“Well, not exactly.” Trad turned his gaze to the ground, he knew someone would ask that sooner or later. “Let’s just say I wasn’t technically accepted here until a few hours ago.” He wasn’t ashamed to admit his failure, but he rather not go around telling everyone about it. Besides, he was just getting to know this guys, he didn’t even know his name. 

“Ah, there’s time for stories later. Let’s get to the range before we get our heads ripped off.” Trad changed the subject mostly so they could get a move on, he dared not imagine what Vanhomrigh would do if they lagged behind. “My names Trad by the way.” He held out his hand to the tank driver, but couldn’t help but notice pain in his voice as he called out another student’s time. “You alright? Didn’t hurt yourself on the course did you? ”