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[[Paintball field-MELON]]

After having missed Rochan, Aphismet turned quickly and managed to find a new target: DAVID. Taking aim, watching the other guy just lower the gun from shooting at Aphi himself, and he pulled the trigger.

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Aphismet gasped, his smile faltering. He WAS getting tired! Good thing this was his last bullet! Aphi was about ready to turn in. Taking a nap next to Chloe under the parasol seemed like a very welcoming thought all of a sudden.

Raising his gun, Aphi took aim at the person he'd met earlier today, the one who had been sitting with Isi and Chloe: DAMIEN. Come on, last bullet! Aphi kissed the gun for luck and pulled the trigger, then threw himself into a sand-ditch to await the end of the game.

((Paintball Field-Melon))

Tyson’s heart skipped a beat after Josh and Aphi had left. He had introduced himself to his newly discovered teammate Josh and wished the teenager a, ‘Good luck.’ Right before the eager guy rushed out of the ditch to retrieve a refill. It wasn’t long before Aphismet too hurried off to fight off the barrage of paintballs to reload his weapon, and similar to what he had said early to Josh, Tyson wished the older man a ‘Good luck.’ And to, ‘Fight hard.’

Left in the ditch with just his own thoughts to keep him company, Tyson quickly ditched that idea and climbed out to face the opposing team’s challengers. In a manner similar to before, Tyson took off into a sprint while dodging the flying missiles of paint. This time however, after running a short distance, the boy dove in back of a built up sand wall and shot out from the side his third paint ball at Damien.

.ll Paintball Field, Melon ll.

So his assailant was David, yet again. It seemed as though the man was just as sore a loser as Josh. So would the man attack him again. Josh would be ready for another one of his petty strikes with an equally paltry onslaught. Much to Josh’s dismay, David did not recollect himself and fire again. Instead, he witnessed another paintball soar over to Aphi.

Hmm, so he was being ignored for now. Josh spun around and gave one last shot at We’rika. Landing a hit on that man, the cactus team leader, would be like the cherry on top of his victory cake.

((Paintball Field-Melon))

The lad was ready to smack himself in the face as his fourth bullet whizzed over the man’s head he had been aiming at. It was ridiculous! Why wasn’t be hitting anyone now? So far it seemed he was two for two: Two hits, and two misses. Maybe his hands were shaking too much to fully grasp his paintball gun? That would cause him difficulty in aiming correctly and possibly the greatest reason as to why he was coming up so short on hits.

With a great deep breath, Tyson tried to relax his muscles, which would then allow him to relieve himself of the jittery feeling that danced across his trigger finger and his arms that held the gun steady. He had two shots left! They had to count somehow.

After getting a hold of himself, Tyson decided to take another shot this time aiming for a woman with bright blue hair, Rochan.

(( Paintball Field: Melon ))

Damn it all to hell, how is that kid getting more hits than me?!

Mouse couldn't help but feel her pride dampen a little as she witnessed Tyson getting his third hit out of the game, making half of his shots getting to their mark. Her accuracy in comparison was turning out to be extremely poor...

She saw an opportunity as David paused to shoot at Josh, and used it to aim her own paintball gun at him.

((Paintball field: Cactus!!!))

David smirked as his jade paintball exploded against Josh's skin, staining it a lovely color. He was quite proud to have landed such a good shot, like a cat returning home with a dead rat for its master. A disgusting prize in Namini's eyes. She frowned at her brother's accuracy but realized the event would soon be over and there would be nothing to fear. Scanning the fields absentmindedly, she stared blankly at the upcoming event. If only this stupid game of muscles and speed would end!! Tapping her foot impatiently, neither David nor Namini realized the upcoming danger: a speedy and brightly colored paintball. David had been sneering at the teen when Mouse's stray paint ball just missed the man's face and zoomed on past. With Namini spacing out, she was an easy target for the hungry beast.

Letting out a sudden squeal when the precious jewel made contact with her thigh, Namini instinctively slapped her palms to the wound. She hadn't even BEEN in the event and yet she was escaping it with a bruise?! David, having witnessed his sister's pain, suddenly turned savage eyes to the Melon Captain. Oh. She was going to get one. Turning around to face the captain like he had before, David held up his gun and used his final bullet against the green leader.