LASERRRRRS - [Open]

[optimistickey]

Characters: Sora, and OPEN FOR ANYONE PLAYING LASERTAG
Content: One of many lasertag skirmishes, to be sure
Location: The Recreation Deck
Time of Day: Afternoon
Warnings: None thusfar

[Any characters on red team are free to either get a successful shot at him, or be shot back...and green team members can come and team up if they like! Also, treat this thread as party-style...if you want to tags others besides Sora here, go for it.]


Sora just couldn't resist something like this...it was like some of the games they used to play on the Islands when he was younger, but with real lasers. And since they didn't hurt anyone and didn't have actual ammo or anything, they could use them as much as they wanted! How could anyone go wrong with something like that?

So as soon as he'd heard this stuff was available, he ran down to the Weapons Deck and picked up a gun and a set of armor for himself. It looked like he had the green kind. He was currently spending his time prowling around the Recreation Deck, occasionally ducking behind exercise equipment, looking for anyone on the opposite team that he could potentially hit...even if he wasn't the most stealthy person around.

Comments

[icanhastail]

ZAP-ZAP-ZAP! Have a bastard grin, Kit!

[cleverkit]

Did that just--yes, yes it did. And Wilykit walked right into it.

"You rotten little..." Kit growled under her breath as she glared up at Zidane. She'd avenge herself for that trick before the game was over, see if she didn't!

Oh well, no sense in staying here any longer now that she'd been spotted. Wilykit hauled herself up and out of the crate, then scrambled to find new cover before Zidane could fire off any more cheap shots.

[icanhastail]

Well too bad, because shots were going to follow her. He was a gentleman, but this was combat. Even as she scrambled for cover, a very rapid succession of shots followed her, and he was pretty damn accurate to boot.

[cleverkit]

Well, fine then. Wilykit spun on her heel, dropped to one knee, and fired back. Hopefully, she could peg Zidane once or twice before he managed to make up for the fact that she was no longer steadily running.

Not that she was going to stay there very long, either. Kit sprinted off in a new direction, zig-zagging frequently this time to make things more difficult for Zidane.

[icanhastail]

She got him on the shoulder once before he ducked back far enough to hide again, and it apparently was close enough to count for a kill. But Zidane kept returning fire, even as she zig-zagged. The movement made him less able to hit her, though; he had good accuracy through thief training, but he still wasn't a complete pro with a gun.