CTF RP: The Clash -- Game 1

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Vanster wrote: "Whimsicality wrote: "Drowsiness settled on Myra's eyelids and she felt so... tired...
The ground tilted up at her at a completely wrong angle and the Hebe archer dropped like a stone to the ground...."

She was completely motionless, a strange image of peace agains the far-off cries of battle.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Brandin stared at her, completely confused. "What?!" He demanded, pressing the blade harder against her throat.

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"Hey, someone help me get her to No Man's Land!" Hayley called, trying her best to shield Myra from the ongoing battle. She was only twelve, and didn't nearly have enough muscle to carry her to safety.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Đặt con dao xuống, con," Cassidy said, taking a sharp intake of breath.

((...I should add a translation: Put the knife away, boy.))

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Acton heard the call for help and he ran towards Hayley. He put Myra's uninjured arm around his shoulder and began to drag her. "Can you protect us?" he asked Hayley.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: ""Đặt con dao xuống, con," Cassidy said, taking a sharp intake of breath.

((...I should add a translation: Put the knife away, boy.))"

((it won't help him. Ok.^^))
"If you don't shut the hell up, little girl, I'll slice your throat now." He threatened, pressing the blade against her harder.

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(("Little girl" = Evander's threat xDDD))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((:3))

"Jerk," Cassidy said, forcing a grin onto her face as blood dripped down.

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Frege wrote: "Acton heard the call for help and he ran towards Hayley. He put her uninjured arm around his shoulder and began to drag her. "Can you protect us?" he asked Hayley."

"I don't have a shield, but I'll do my best," Hayley said dutifully, nodding, the blue-plume on her helmet bobbing.

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Acton nodded and he picked up the speed. "How did she get like this anyway?" he asked, regarding the arm.

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"Hypnos kid put her to sleep when she was in a tree," Hayley explained briefly, holding her bow in front of them protectively.

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((You don't know how wierd it is for me...))

"That sucks," Acton said as he continued dragging her.

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((XD No Man's Land poof?))

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((Yeah.))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Sighing, Drake sauntered towards the creek. He, of course, expected nothing more than to simply watch. His hands were in his pockets. He could feel the snakes' eagerness at the sound of battle. It was the sole reason he had come down here.

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Boot looked at Drake in distaste. He wont know what hit him.
Boot raised the pistol at Drake and fired.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Drake moved in order to get out of the way of another fight. A bullet shot past his ear. Drake whipped around, determining who shot at him with a furious gaze. His eyes fell on the son of Poseidon.
"Wrong. Choice."
His hand fells away from his pocket, as the whip flew into the sky. He brought it down, hard, and a crack rang through the battling campers.
"Fool."

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Crap.
Boot nervously stepped back, but fired again, with better aim.
"Hi," he greeted with a forced smile. "Enjoying the game?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Drake turned, only to bring the whip around. Crack. The edge grazed Boot's cheek. He said nothing; he only advanced towards him, rage burning.
Another two cracks as he whipped the son of Poseidon.

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Stumbling back, raising an arm across his face to shield himself from the terrible whiplashes, Boot raised his pistol, face set in a cold scowl.
He cocked the pistol again and after a careful moment of aim, sho it into Drake's shoulder, arms and chest burning with the horrible pain.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"F*ck," Drake spat, "Idiot."
He whispered to the whip, inaudible against the raging battle. Seven snakes sprung to life, each thirsting for blood. Drake lashed out, the seven heads sinking their teeth into Boot's skin.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: "((:3))

"Jerk," Cassidy said, forcing a grin onto her face as blood dripped down."

"Ah. Was that supposed to hurt my feelings? Cause believe me, sweetheart. I've been called much worse," he returned the grin.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"I could believe that," Cassidy retorted.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Mph. Can I kill you now? I have other things to do," he said, pretending like he didn't care. He pressed himself against her, putting weight on the blade.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"If you killed me, you'd have a very angry bunch of Athena campers come after you after the game's over," Cassidy replied simply. "You wouldn't want that.'

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Well, I might," he replied smoothly, grinning down at her. "I'm very bored, though. And since you seem like a fighsty thing, I'm just going to keep you prisoner," Brandon decided, nodding.
((I want him to kiss her just so she can smack him across the face.))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((khay))
Cassidy rolled her eyes. "Good luck with that."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

((^_^ smack him HARD, Cassidy.))
Brandon smirked, "I'm actually very good at seducing people," he murmered quietly. Quite forcefuly, he brought their lips together.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

For the third time that day, Cassidy smacked him hard across his face. Scowling, she pulled out her dagger. "And I'm not easily seduced."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Brandon scowled back, a perfect red imprint of her hand was visible on his face. "I see that," he grumbled, pulling her to her feet. When he did, he pulled her into a hug, but it was more if a trap.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Cassidy squirmed in his grip, gnashing her teeth together. "Let go of me," she hissed. Perv.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"No. What part of 'prisoner' didn't you understand? I don't have rope, so this is how we're gonna do it," Brandon said firmly, dragging her across the battle field.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Damn my shortness. Cassidy sighed. She kneed him, hands clenched into fists.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Brandon fell dramatically, dragging Cassidy with him. "Damn, b*tch! Knock it off!" He growled, crushing her. I need those.
((had to add that. It adds to the pervyness^^))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((XD))
"No thanks," Cassidy replied, giving him an over-cheery grin. "I'm just a b*tch."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

"Yeah. You are," hre replied, turning her so their front didn't touch.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Cassidy scowled. "When this is all over, you're going to get something much worse than a kick to the groin."

[., Goddess of Bacon]

The bugle sounded through camp, the sound sweet and pure-- the Red Team's flag had been taken.

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And Lucas stood, grinning triumphantly, at the border ((that is so hilarious to me)), the flag ripping in the wind.

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((LOLOLOLOLOLOL LUCAS THE MEXICANO))

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((EVERYONE GO TO NO-MAN'S LAND.))

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((OLE~))

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Cassidy, still in Brandon's grip, looked furious, though not because they had lost. "Let. Go. Of. Me. Now."

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Brandon grinned down at her, and walked to the creek. "Ok," he replied, dropping her in the water. Immediatly, he made a run for it.

Meanwhile, Xenna while going out for a midnight stroll, lay helpless in a ditch. Lay on the ground, sleeping until Narcyz allowed her to awake.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

((No man's land, guys!))