And now, a paintball tournament.

[lightofhumanity]

Characters: chaos and Hallelujah. [Closed.]
Setting: The twenty-fifth floor on July 4th.
Format: I'm starting in action, but I'll match you.
Summary: After gaining some paintballs and two paintball guns, Hallelujah takes up chaos's offer to have a paintball fight.
Warnings: None so far.

While chaos was a little slow in getting set up, due to oversleeping a little, he managed to drag both the paintball guns and all forty bullets up to the twenty-fifth floor for their match. While chaos didn't know who would win right now, he wasn't too concerned about that. He was more worried about whether or not Hallelujah would get the message he was supposed to out of this: that there were more things that he could succeed at besides killing. More things that he could do if he wanted to.

But, the only way to find out was to play with him and see whether or not he would have fun and understand. So, he just waiting for Hallelujah to show up, smiling all the while.

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[lightofhumanity]

Not that Hallelujah would have an easy time of trying to kill chaos if he had his normal weapons. However, When Allelujah moved towards him and started loading his gun, chaos smiled and nodded him. "Good morning, Allelujah. I hope you are well."

As he spoke, chaos loaded up his own gun. It had been an awfully long time since he used one, but it shouldn't be that hard. Plus, the bullets were nonlethal, so he didn't have to worry too much about harming Hallelujah and Allelujah.

However, when Hallelujah came out, chaos nodded, holding his gun in a proper military position. He had learned a few things when he was in it a few years ago.

"So am I. Shall we face back-to-back and walk ten paces before starting to fight?"

[egotrigger]

"Heh. Traditional, aren't you? Sure."

It didn't matter to him. He was just glad to have a target to take out some of his pent up frustration on that would fight back. Instead of just overwhelming someone (or something, the sandbags on the gym level were pretty thoroughly beaten up), he could actually have a challenge.

... But he wasn't going to be the one to turn his back first.

[lightofhumanity]

chaos wouldn't mind being the first one to turn his back, but..he could be rather quick when he wanted to, so if Hallelujah was thinking about shooting him in the back, he might be in for an interesting surprise.

"It just seems like an easy way to start us off." And with that, chaos would turn his back on Hallelujah and wait, either for the sound of Hallelujah's feet turning around or the sound of him messing with his gun.

[egotrigger]

He turned, and took a step, and then another. To his credit, Hallelujah got to about five paces before he turned around to shoot at the back of chaos' neck. He just couldn't resist such a perfect opportunity to score a hit.

[lightofhumanity]

chaos kept walking too, listening for the sound of feet turning around and guns moving about. While he wasn't quite expecting for Hallelujah to go so long without firing, when he heard the person turn around, he quickly tried to duck so that the paintball would hit a nearby tree.

"I did say ten steps, did I not?"

[egotrigger]

"Following rules is for people who don't want to win." He grinned cockily and fired off another shot, aiming for the other's chest.

[lightofhumanity]

Well, since chaos hadn't turned around when he ducked, that paintball would smack chaos right in the back, and stain his clothes. While the ball did sting, chaos managed to keep himself from falling over. After all, he had felt and experienced worse before. His smile fell as he turned, still crouched, and fired a shot at Hallelujah's midsection.

"Or those who simply enjoy them occasionally."

[egotrigger]

He rolled his eyes and ducked to the side, the paintball smacking him in the side. He winced, but kept his movement going, ducking into a forward roll and shooting towards the other's legs.

"So boring!"

[lightofhumanity]

Since chaos was in a crouching position already, it wasn't hard for him to jump forward and avoid the paintball before turning round and firing off another bullet a few inches in front of Hallelujah, hoping that the roll would make this shot a good one somehow.

"Perhaps."