Longshot was just practicing, that was all, nothing competitive about it… He takes that back, he is competing and aggressively. Longshot had held the best sniper score for close to two years, the longest held score for the 212th so far, curly because that how long the 212th had been around for. Longshot was more then proud of his score, and yet, almost over night, he had been overtaken by four hundred points on the sniper range, but some little nobody shiny who hadn't even put in their name, had just left their CT number. he wasn't upset, swear to gods, he was just mildly pissed off. he had been working on his score all day, getting it higher and higher, each target was worth twenty points, so whoever had overtaken him had been working on it for a while and he just hadn't noticed. grumbling, he reloaded the training sniper and got back in position, but pause, the soft clicking of shoes distracting him. there was the clack of armor as another clone settled beside him and a sniper rifle appeared in his peripheral, and against his better judgment he set his own down and turned to see who had joined him up in the sniper nest. staring right back at him is a shiny, a kid, a new vode straight off kamino, but this kid… held themselves like a seasoned sniper. this was the kid, the one who had snuck up and taken his score, had beat him in something he had proudly kept for two years straight "kid, get up here, I wanna talk to you" he snaps, not meanly though, yanking the kid forward by their armor so the kid was laying beside him in the sniper nest, looking out over the simulation battlefield.