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fandomhighdorms2010-09-21 09:31 am
Behind the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon
"Hey, guys!" Zack was in... what was possibly the best mood ever as people gathered behind the dorms for the weekly Reserves meeting and he passed out colored scarves in black and purple. "First off, I want to say good job to everyone who helped fight off those fish on Friday! You totally showed them all who was boss! Twice!" And the world might never know if he was being completely serious, or if he actually thought that he was being clever. "Today we're going to be doing a bit of team-building. Does everyone here know how to play Capture the Flag?"
If you didn't, he was going to look at you strangely.
"To practice teamwork," Maladicta added, giving Zack and his excessive cheer a look out of the corner of her eye. For someone who lived on caffeine, she really wasn't hyper enough to even attempt his level. "If you don't know what it is, we'll be splitting up into two groups based on the color you are assigned and work on defending your own flag while trying to steal the other teams."
And guess who snagged a black scarf. Go on. Guess.
It wasn't Kennedy; she'd snagged a purple one and tied it rakishly around her head like a headband. "Seriously, it's self-explanatory. Flag, capture, duh, right? It's not rocket science." Oh, god, nobody ask her to explain rocket science. Please. "So go, split up and do that thing."
She could've said more about working together, but like she'd ever been trained in that. Pssht.
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If you didn't, he was going to look at you strangely.
"To practice teamwork," Maladicta added, giving Zack and his excessive cheer a look out of the corner of her eye. For someone who lived on caffeine, she really wasn't hyper enough to even attempt his level. "If you don't know what it is, we'll be splitting up into two groups based on the color you are assigned and work on defending your own flag while trying to steal the other teams."
And guess who snagged a black scarf. Go on. Guess.
It wasn't Kennedy; she'd snagged a purple one and tied it rakishly around her head like a headband. "Seriously, it's self-explanatory. Flag, capture, duh, right? It's not rocket science." Oh, god, nobody ask her to explain rocket science. Please. "So go, split up and do that thing."
She could've said more about working together, but like she'd ever been trained in that. Pssht.
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The coffee helped. A little.
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One that would burn Cally's tongue when she tried it. "Well, that was less than brilliant," she muttered, fingers tapping against her lips as she looked around for a cold drink, or at least a bottle of water.
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Black Team: Discuss Strategy!
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"Perhaps some of the distraction group might appear to be guarding our flag?" Cally suggested. "While in reality they're nowhere near where it's hidden."
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Capture the Flag!
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He was on both teams this way! Neat, huh?
Now, as soon as he was finished his latte, he'd get right out there on the field and try to snatch people's ribbons, just to keep things interesting.
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"That's...quite a way to wear it,Zack" he commented, and would have felt his own method was insufficient if it weren't for the shortness of his hair. "Very...dashing."
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...she was still on her second double-chocolate mocha of the morning, though, and eyeing Zack's solution to the team-choice question with clear amusement.
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It sort of reminded her of when she was small, and children on the schoolyard would play Hunger Games. It got less fun as they got older, and her friends began losing brothers and sisters to the Games.
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Other than Maladicta. Who was trying not to facepalm from her spot in the shade.
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I blame you both. *mwah*
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