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(( Paintball Field - Team awesoMelon ))

After being hit square in the head twice in a span of less than five minutes, Mouse had decided to retreat for a while, hiding in the cover of a ditch that was almost as deep as she was tall standing up until she could think straight and look out at the beach without the bright sunlight adding to the dull headache her battle wounds had given her. She was betting on more people wasting their shots by the time she was able to leap out and behind a giant sand effigy of her octopussy chimera Mitya.

Leaning carefully over one of sand-Mitya's curling paw-tentacles, the mechanic fired a shot at Werika.

[Paintball field- Cool Cacti!]

After missing his spited target, Dorian, David quickly recognized the survival drill: He had to move and move fast, before anyone pinpointed his location yet again. Tumbling out of from behind the shell structure, he rushed towards a new spot behind an umbrella shield. He glanced around the field and took in the newfound presence of their captain, We'rika. Took him long enough! Turning his attention back to the enemy, David's steel eyes looked for a new target.

Or an old one. Catching sight of Dorian, yet again shooting at the innocent Lucia, David crouched low and took aim again. He just kept picking on the poor girl!

(( Paintball Field -- Cactus ))


Lucia cried out in pain as the pink paintball exploded against the belt buckle at the end of her ribbon. Her last shot had missed! She wasn't very good at this game, she guessed. Besides, it wasn't very fun. She was just playing because she signed up and she was sick of continually getting hit.

Who to aim for -- the person she missed, or the man who just shot her. She had already hit the latter so she figured she'd aim at the person she missed -- she was determined to get him, no matter how many times she had to try. She would get back at the man who just hit her later, for now she aimed at Aphismet again and watched her green paintball spin towards him.

{{Paintball Team CACTII}}

....And missed. Cursing childishly in his head, Damien leapt off mound of sand that resembled the barrier before it completely fell apart under his foot.

He ran. Like the wind.

Now that he had missed, he was an easy target. He had to get out of the way and find someone else to shoot. Maybe this target was just not lucky enough. Somewhere in his vision, he saw a giant effigy of an octo-chimera. Bewildered, he looked again to see the announcer-lady wearing a salmon band and hiding from shots. "Perfect" he mumbled, and shot at the opposing team's captain, Mouse.

Then he dove behind a barrier again and waited, now completely out of shots, and extremely out of breath.

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{{Beach Bar}}

Zayne quirked an eyebrow at Altair and squished the inventor's full cheeks with his index fingers. "Have you ever been taught not to talk with your mouth full?" He asked Altair jokingly. With a smirk and a subtle wink, he added, "and how else would you pay? Don't worry, you can pay me back... later."

The spikey-purple-haired woman hadn't answered so he went on eating the food. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a huge eruption from the direction of where Damien's barrier was- or used to be.
"Holy.." Swiveling on the chair he watched as his ward made a mock distraction, then recklessly leap out of the other side less then a minute later and run to a barrier, where he shot at someone who was most likely from another team. "What the hell is he thinking?!"

((Beach Bar))

The broad-chested man chuckled, nearly knocked out of his seat by the sudden excitement. "Well hello there," He said brightly, bracing himself on the counter with one hand. "I didn't really know I was coming, either, so you weren't the only one out of the loop."

Alice set the sign-up sheet down, careful not to push it off the other side by accident. "Lively out here though," he grinned lopsidedly, turning to watch the shouting and shooting. "Hard to miss."

((Paintball field, Melon))

Cierra gave a hiss of surprise and pain as she received her first hit of the game on her left shoulder, green paint trickling down her cherished trencher. She had been on the receiving end of more pain in the past though, so she gave a small growl and simply dealt with it. But she wasn't done with the issue of the paint on her trencher. It was the most important thing in the world to her; there was a reason she never took it off. Raising her gun, she fired at Lucia, the pink pellet of doom whizzing off.

((Paintball – Team Cool Cactus ))

The blue haired dragon gave a loud cheer when she finally made contact with her target before cowering within the ditch as colored paint balls flew about. Giddy with the excitement of finally hitting someone, RoChan's laughter continued to spill over the ditch.

“Nice to meet you, Lazarus.” RoChan commented as she eyed the floating creature carefully from her lower position. He seemed okay, but one never knew when the moment to explode would happen and the last thing she wanted was to be splattered in puke. This was a paintball war after all.

Checking her gun, she saw that there were three shots left. As she considered who was an easier target to hit without getting hit herself, RoChan watched the game play of her other teammates. The catlike Raevan was getting much better now and that had been the first time she saw who her team captain was. It was the pervert from the bar! She gave a disgusted face before crawling towards the end of the ditch and closer to the cover of the tower.

Her ditch wasn’t deep enough to actually stand and walk across, no, she actually had to crawl through the trench awkwardly. She probably wouldn’t have minded as much if carrying the gun wasn’t such an obstacle that caused her to crawl like a newborn babe, butt wiggle and all.

“Let’s see if we can even the score!” She called out to Lazarus with a wink and propped her elbows at the edge of the ditch taking aim at one of Lazarus’ offenders, Dorian.

{{Paintball: Cactus Refill}}

Catching his breath, Damien smiled at the crazy scheme he had just pulled. It was just like aniki!! He smiled wide and wondered if Zayne had even seen him, or even Altair. He pondered whether either of them would

Glancing at his gun, he remembered that he needed to refill. Wondering where he could do that, he glanced out across the field and looked around until he spotted a green bucket, that seemed to be filled with something green- possibly paint pellets. It was worth a try, seeing as he had no bullets anyways.

When he completely regained his breath and strength, he came out from behind the barrier and ran to the middle of the field, an easy target for the opposing team, and picked up the ammunition needed.

With that in one hand, he ran back towards his barrier, deciding to reload it when he reached a place a lot safer..