"That really hurt Cav!"
I wiggle from under her and open my vest to look at how bad the bruise is going to be.
"It's better than a real bullet. Stop whining."
I had to agree with her on that. I rub the red spot on my chest as I get up. Mute comes around the corner and walks past us, headed for the truck. Rook gathers his bag in the other room and turns to face me.
"Hey kiddo, when you're attacking and you've got another opening in the room like that one," He points to the closet door that Caviera emerged from earlier, "Use your claymore. Better safe than sorry."
He pats my back and follows the same path as mute. I sigh and sit down on the floor. I lay my head against the wooden paneling of the Practice House. There is so much to remember in so little time. One wrong mistake and you're gone. Caveira takes a seat next to me and stares at the same spot on the ceiling.
"You know, we all started as recruits. We all went through what you did and were as bad as you."
"Wow thanks for the pep talk.."
"I'm not saying you're terrible but you do need progress. Just keep your head up and remember that this is what training is for."
She stands up and tells me to follow her back to the truck.
"By the way, recruits are on cleaning duty for the Practice House tonight."
I stand up and follow her outside. I sit in my seat in the truck next to the other 4 recruits. We are all bruised and covered in paint. Two of us managed to be lucky enough and take down Frost and Mira and we were proud. This was the best score we have had since our first day three months ago. Frost stood up and walked towards the driver. She pulled down her black Buff and said
"Back to base"