[b]Marcus Goldstein - Practice[/b]

Marcus shook Trad’s hand firmly.

“It is nothing major, I broke some things during the introductory spars. My aura can cover for me for a lesson.” he reassured Trad. The soul power was useful like that. Marcus turned to Shiro.

“Well, I only meant for fun, but okay. If I win you will help me out with maintenance for a day.” he responded to Shiro’s offer of a wager with a slight smile to indicate he bore the faunus no ill will.

“Hey Trad, want in on this too?” he offered to the side, yet at that moment they arrived at the range.

For Marcus a lot of the instruction was old hat. Frankly he would be more surprised by someone [i]not [/i]knowing range safety. Even civilians were encouraged to teach children how to use small calibre rifles to hunt Ratotosk and the like. Still, there were always those foolhardy few that needed to be reminded that weapons were dangerous, and not toys. Basic safety lessons that every self respecting range conducting officer repeatedly drilled in the heads of anyone within a mile of their shooting range. Booger hookers made him grin for no real reason, though he smartly kept his head down and followed instructions to the letter. One roasting was enough for him. Idly he checked the stock of his given weapon, making sure the barrel was still pointing harmlessly into the sky. Just like the rifle of his childhood, the stock held a small compartment for cleaning and maintenance tools. Most importantly to him, it held a small table that helped shooters calculate bullet drop, wind factors and even effects of the Coriolis effect. As stated previously: Stock the thing was [i]entirely [/i]capable of reaching out and touching a target two miles away.

Not that they would need it for the moment given the targets set up were more suited to assessing if the rookie hunters knew what end of the rifle made the bangy noise. A flash of pink caught Marcus’ eye and for a second he just stared in mute fascination before he snapped back and kept his gaze fixed forward. He prepared for high impact lessons reaching Priscilla in three, two, one...