Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jun 6, 2010 13:36:58 GMT -5
Where was Michael? Dare pulled on the white suit that came with his paintball wand, scanning the area all the while. He'd said he wanted to try and maybe he'd been more excited about it than Michael had, but he'd agreed to do it anyway.
Dare tossed his head, sending his fringe back, for all the good when it slid back over his eyes. Then he summoned a leather hair tie and pulled it together in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck. If he was going hunting, he wanted to be able to see.
School wasn't anywhere in his mind as he headed out into the field, wand at the ready. He didn't know who was already playing, but he was joining in and they could figure it out when the first blob of paint whizzed toward them. His lips curved into a crooked half-smile at the thought, and he ducked down behind the nearest prop to wait for his first unsuspecting victim.
Dare tossed his head, sending his fringe back, for all the good when it slid back over his eyes. Then he summoned a leather hair tie and pulled it together in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck. If he was going hunting, he wanted to be able to see.
School wasn't anywhere in his mind as he headed out into the field, wand at the ready. He didn't know who was already playing, but he was joining in and they could figure it out when the first blob of paint whizzed toward them. His lips curved into a crooked half-smile at the thought, and he ducked down behind the nearest prop to wait for his first unsuspecting victim.
