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((Participant Raffle

Dem 2
West> 1
Mot> 1
Nuk> 2
Junko> 2
Lizzy> 0
Petro> 3
Bul> 2
Seiji> 1
Shehk> 1
Altair> 1
Aksaja> 3
Jericho> 1
Siddie> 0
Sammy> 0
Astra> 0))

It seems all the bright and colorful paint has attracted balls of various minipet varieties to the students shooting them.

Petro, once he was done railing on Lizzy, would find a tiny round fluffball stuck to his feet by some paint.


Aksaja didn't find a ball at all, but his unwavering masculinity managed to attract a minipet of a different variety.


Bul's red paint confused this particular ball, and it was currently trying to jam itself into his gun.


Jericho's angry tirade seemed to attract something equally angry - other than Riley, of course.


Astra didn't even get a shot out before she was knocked unconscious.. little winged scareons seemed to float in circles around her head.


And the award for best fail goes to... Lizzy. So many shots.. not a single hit. No balls for you, Lizzy, though an odd fish does seem to be flopping at your feet in need of water.

"I'M SORRY! That wasn't meant for you, I swear!" She called out to Shehk when she saw she'd hit her instead of Altair, looking toward the purple lump that was Riley lying on the ground telling them to put their guns away. Oh...okay. Yes, Junko definitely wanted more practice. First off, it was fun. Second off, she didn't want to hold their team back with her poor performance at the paintball game. She walked over to the cart in question and put her gun away, giving Shehk a glance as she approached as well.

Annnnnd then she promptly got a lesson on how not to take off the chestplace.

Junko blushed, glad the helmet was hiding her face, and looked down at her own chest. She then looked around to make sure no one was looking before making her own attempt to slooowly take off the armor. She didn't want her shirt to come with it! The last thing she did was take off her helmet. The first thing She did was spit the red cup out of Her mouth, aiming to hopefully hit someone. Freedom! Freedoooooooom! "WHERE THE JACK IS THAT MOTHERJACKING TENTACLE MONSTER I'M GOING TO RIP HER TENTACLES RIGHT OUT OF HER--"

"Shut up." Came Junko's surprisingly stern voice, narrowing her eyes and glaring back toward Her. That performance was giving her a headache. She did not want it. "You deserved it. Don't make me put it back in there." It was not an empty threat. Junko wasn't above gagging Her with questionable objects. She growled but hushed, pursing her lips. Junko sighed with relief and gently handed the helmet to Christof as well.

Junko blinked, giving Sammy a surprised look as even she was invited to relax in the sauna. That...actually sounded really nice! She smiled and nodded to her. "If everyone else wants to, sure!"

The quick turn was a wonderful idea as he saw the open target that was West's back and well, a hit was a hit right? He pulled up the gun sights to line the shot but the voice that echoed in his head told him time was up. In short Demi felt robbed of his last shot, fairly positive that it would hit its target and ending their tie.

He peered down at his picasso de body armor, freckled with splotches of bright hued colors, and he grimaced. They managed to hit each other by accident more than they actually hit their intended targets. It didn't bode well for them if NAP had even a bit more talent with a gun than they did. Maybe some friendly espionage was in order for this battle, Information was always the key component to any war, that and the art of surprise. It was an idea for sure.

But right now, he just felt sore and sticky from the tacky paint. "Good match West, you had me scared for a moment there, no hard feelings?" he asked while holding his arm out at the boil, hoping to let the frustration of the match get squashed right here and now. The hound didn't want to have to watch his back for an attack from west AND Nap club in the upcoming match.

Once Riley had gone inside, Aksaja sort of stood around out on the field for a few more minutes, wincing as a couple of other people shot Riley in the back. Okay sure, maybe that had been a golden opportunity, but at least if you're gonna shoot someone, do it to their FACE. Damn.

Then something ran over to him and sat in front of his feet, looking up as it sat back on its hanches and sort of 'clapped' its front paws together. A minipet. Apparently applauding. "Uhm. Hi," he said, blinking. "Dunno where you came from, but uh. Do you belong to somebody?" The minipet promptly sprang upwards, careening into his chest, so that he had to catch it, or let it fall to the ground. "Right, guess that means you're mine now." How weird.

And then the mindflayer called for them all to clean up the field. Looking around a bit helplessly, Aksaja didn't really know what he could do about the PAINT everywhere. But he did pick up his gun and Jericho's and brought them inside, the minipet now trotting along at his heels. Stripping off his 'armor', he put that away, then glanced about, spotting Jericho heading back toward the sauna.

Sidling up to the door, he could hear the other dragon's low voice asking Riley if she was alright. Since this was . . . something he was kind of wondering as well, Aksaja hesitated, listening for a moment.

Suddenly there was a lot of splashing, sounding rather like someone fell into the water. Without really even thinking about it, the lightning dragon charged into the room, looking around a bit wide-eyed. "What happened? I heard . . . " he paused, blinking at Riley where she was practically pressed back against the opposite side of the sauna like she'd seen something terrible.

" . . . Riley?" he asked, glancing back and forth from her to Jericho. What the hell? Should he go get Malodore?

Oh good! It seemed Riley agreed the sauna was a good idea. Junko smiled, about to follow her in when she noticed something. Riley was...acting like how a human stereotyped a zombie; walking mindlessly, like they were devoid of all life. Was..was she oka--HEY! Waitwait! Riley was the one who said not to go in there or anywhere by themselves! Junko pouted, not about to let her get away with breaking her own club's rules like she'd broken her 'DON'T SLEEP WITH A BOIL' rule.

It still counted even if they weren't actually male.

Junko hurried after her friend, both to make sure she was alright and because hey! She wanted to check out the sauna. She'd never been in one before..but it was basically just a steamy room, right? "Hi, Aksaja! Uh..what're you doing?" Junko tilted her head, confused as to why he'd just be standing there and not making sure Riley was okay. She shrugged to herself and entered the sauna. "Riley?"

First thing she sees? Half naked dragon boil.

"OH JACK I AM SO SORRY!" She cried, turning away and putting her hands over her eyes. HalfnakedboilwhywashelikethatWHEREWEREHISCLOTHES?!

Junko tensed up as Riley held her, peeking up at her through her fingers. She knew this was a sauna but...but did he have to be nearly naked?! Swallowing hard, Junko refused to look at Jericho. Put some clothes on. "O-okay..can I keep my clothes on?" She felt naked enough as it was. She didn't want to actually be naked. Maybe one day she'd come in her swimsuit but other than that? Nope! Not hanging out in her towel with everyone around!

"The last beach I went to my hair was sliced off." Junko muttered, following Riley to another bench away from Jericho and Aksaja. Her legs were starting to feel sore now that she wasn't running around. So much running. Never not running. She was definitely going to feel this later.

Oh! Right! She'd come here to tell Riley something. Junko had many somethings to tell Riley. "Riiiileeeeeey." Junko began, pouting up at her and dropping her hands from her face. "You broke your own rules again."