Outside the dorms- Saturday night

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

After taking out more than a few NPC's in town (sorry about the outside of Cafe Luke's!), Annie decided that maybe it would be safer for her to take to the grounds with some restocked supplies, recharge a bit, and make sure she was good to go on for a while longer.

So anyone around the dorms might notice Annie sprinting across the lawn to take refuge under a tree and check her equipment.

Not dirty.


[You know you want to ping in and get paintballed/pulled into the game/yell out the window at her and blow her cover.]

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[stars_and_money]

Poor, poor Jeremy was just strolling out of the dorms with the intention of heading out to Caritas for a quick Saturday evening drink or something.

He was even whistling a bit as he went.

One of these days he'd learn to pay more attention to his surroundings. But probably not for another decade or so.

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Annie wasn't questioning anymore whether or not someone was playing. If Zinzi was armed now, Annie herself had turned her into a threat to worry about.

And Annie may never forgive herself for that.

So when she saw Jeremy, she simply popped out from behind the tree and fired both guns at him.

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And they hit. Oh, did they ever.

Jeremy stopped, surprised, and spun around, eyes wide and brows in a disbelieving frown. "Ow, what the hell?!" he yelped in a highly... not-dignified and frankly kind of girlish manner, trying to look over his shoulder to see the damage done to the back of his poor jacket. "Annie, this is Dior!"

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"And this is the way the game works," Annie said.

No, it wasn't.

"Sorry."

[stars_and_money]

"What game?" Jeremy asked, distraught and confused. Please, like he'd seen the posters. And even if he had, it wasn't like he'd remember. "What are you talking about? Why did you shoot me?"

Darlings were overly dramatic.

"What the hell, Annie?"

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

She dropped the act a little, gesturing to his clothes. "Paintball. It's kind of kill or be killed at this point," she explained.

[stars_and_money]

Jeremy was momentarily distracted from fretting over his clothes by that. "Paintball?" he asked. "There's paintball? Why wasn't I invited?"

Because you didn't pay attention, Jeremy.

And also because he probably would've managed to shoot himself within five minutes of the beginning of the game, anyway.

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"It was sponsored by Caritas, or something," she said. "There were posters!"

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He tilted his head quizzically. "Really?"

Okay, he was actually going to have to take that at face value because even he knew he wasn't the most observant person in any bunch.

"Are you... doing well at it?"

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm kicking ass," she said, like it was nothing. Even now she was keeping track of anyone else who might be around.

[stars_and_money]

In yet another testament to his inability to focus on anything for too long, Jeremy couldn't help smiling a bit at that. "Oh, well, uh... Good luck with that," he said. 2I dunno, maybe I'll catch it next time. But, you know, good luck. Kick some more ass, Annie."

[notmyownage]

Claudia was pretty well armed by the time she made it to campus. She was doing her not terribly sneaky best to sneak across the lawn. If she made it to her room, she could get way more creative with her weaponry.

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Oh, when would these kids today learn about being sneakier?

Because there was Annie in her hiding spot firing off a shot right towards Claudia!

[notmyownage]

Claudia would swear later that she hadn't stolen a luck amulet from the Warehouse. For now, she just happened to slip on a leaf and barely miss getting hit for the second time today. She whipped up her own gun and aimed it at where she thought the shooter might be.

"Ack! Truce? I can make weapons!"

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Since she hadn't exactly managed to get back against the tree without revealing her location, Annie kept her own gun on her.

"I already have weapons," she pointed out.

[notmyownage]

"Weakass prefab weapons. That could jam at any moment." Claudia had no idea if paintball guns jammed often or not. "I'm talking paint grenades."

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"Grenades," she scoffed. "You can actually do that?"

Cynical!paintball badass-in-training!Annie didn't exactly believe it wasn't a ruse.

[notmyownage]

"Pope, Catholic; bear, woods. You get the idea."

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"And you're suggesting an alliance?" she asked. "Because that's the only way I see I get anything out of this."

[notmyownage]

"You don't shoot me, I make you weapons. Sounds good to me."

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

There was a long pause as Annie considered this, then turned the barrel of her gun up so it wasn't pointing at Claudia anymore. "Deal."

Not that Annie would get a chance to use those weapons, but.

[notmyownage]

Claudia relaxed, lowering her gun as well. "Cool. Cover me on my way into the dorms?"

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"Done," Annie said, and unholstered her second gun, giving Claudia a nod when she was ready.

[notmyownage]

Claudia nodded back, then made a mad dash for the door.