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[b][u]Paintball field- Blue Team (a.k.a Bestest Team Ever)[/u][/b]

[i]“Breeze, we should probably keep it a little closer in here. This place is way too perfect for an ambush. We need to make sure we can keep an ear out for movement, since sight and smell is going to be impossible in here.”[/i]

"Heehee, trying to strategize already? Very nice." The merchant nodded in approval. "It's not a bad plan, but-"

Breeze whipped towards the sound the yelp had came from, but before she could fire a shot an explosion of paint burst on Jasper's visor and Inadi had shot a wild barrage of bullets in the direction that the shot had come from. She heard a faint splat, but whether that was because lover-boy's shots hit a target or a errant tree she couldn't tell. The bright red splash of color on the poor girl's visor, however, had a large grin spread on her face. 

"Looks like Denny and Lizzie got us first this time, eh?"

Jasper and Inadi had ducked behind a fallen log and called for the her and Est to join them. While it might have been more tactically sound, where was the fun in that? Her mind was set when a splash of red paint spattered across her boot, taking off a thankfully low 5% off of her health. 

"Oooh, that's done it." The wicked grin on her face only grew when two more shots came her way, her managing to step out of the way just in time. She raised her own gun in retaliation, firing off a few shots blindly towards the direction of where the red team was. "Feels like they're challenging us, doesn't it?" 

Her tone was almost conversational as she ducked behind a standing log. She shot a glance towards Est, knowing that the two soldiers on the other team were trying to split them up for one-on-one battles. Perhaps it was reckless, but this was a game and the point of a game was to have fun, right? And win, and have the opportunity to gloat about winning afterwards of course.

It wasn't like they haven't done this before with Denny and Lizzie anyways. 

"I'm going after Lizliz! Any protests? No? Ok bye!"

She darted off, doing a dive roll behind a boulder and slinking after Lizzie under the cover of a few fallen trees. The soldier was fast, and soon the dead brush and mucky ground gave away to leafy trees and underbrush. She hid behind a bush, listening for signs of where the soldier could be and tracks of trampled vegetation.