[COLOR=gray][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]B R Y N N  R E Y E S[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][sup]6:07 PM, Friday Evening | Orlaith Valley Trail and Park[/sup][/INDENT]
Brynn frowned as the teams were sorted out. What did Lehrer mean? As far as she saw it, the teams were imbalanced purely by manpower; it was three on four, and Brynn was on the team with three people. A glance at her two teammates told Brynn that Sebastian was probably the one who’d carry the team. At most Aiden would probably be able to do was serve as a distraction. Plus, there was the matter of Sebastian and Aiden's little squabble earlier that day. Brynn wasn't one for drama and she definitely didn't want it weighing her down, but it seemed like she had no choice today.

Figuring she may as well prepare for the worst, Brynn weighed the three possible outcomes: winning, losing, and tying. As Lehrer had just called it a team-building game without any other context, there were no clear prizes or punishments outlined for the losers and winners. However, Brynn wouldn't be surprised if the man did come up with some sort of "prize," and it'd be best to win just to be safe. As for tying, it'd be a hard call for capture the flag; the only foreseeable way Brynn could see a tie happening was if the game dragged on forever or if somewhat got hurt, and neither scenario seemed likely enough for Brynn to give it much thought.

[i]At least this isn't a graded assignment,[/i] Brynn thought to herself as she received the flimsy red flag. Just as she was moving to talk to her teammates, however, Lehrer indicated the start of the game with a wave of the green flag, causing the class to tense up and scan their opponents with wary eyes. [color=gray]“Let's call a one-minute grace period,”[/color] Brynn said, sensing an impending awkwardness and perhaps even conflict. [color=gray]“One minute to get our flags as far away as possible.”[/color]

Not waiting for a response, Brynn cast sharp sideways glances at Aiden and Sebastian before taking off for the forest directly north of the rock. Since her attempted call for peace may not have worked — and negotiations certainly did not seem wise with such a prickly, disjointed group — Brynn had thought it best to just use the hesitation her words caused as a distraction to make a break for it. Best case scenario, the other team would uphold the grace period. Worst case, they'd come after her right now, but that's where the hesitation helped.

Hoping her teammates would have enough sense to either keep up with her or go after the other flag immediately, Brynn continued sprinting into the trees, dodging bushes and tree trunks along the way. [i]One hundred yards — that was approximately eighty, no ninety, meters,[/i] Brynn thought, picking up her pace [i]Anything less than 100 meters is easy work.[/i]