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Post by Kiri on Sept 21, 2009 18:00:51 GMT -5
Aurora carefully, once again, made her way to the second flood. As she crossed, she remained in a crouch across floor. She moved to the west side of the house and looked carefully into the forest. She crouched at the window, staring for what seemed like hours; in reality it was mere minutes. Just barely catching a movement after staring for so long, Aurora fired, ducked low and ran to the South side. Once more, she rested the barrel in the windowsill and followed one of them running. She waited for him to move. As soon as he did, she fired once more, ducked and ran to the stairs and went to the third-floor east side.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 21, 2009 20:22:11 GMT -5
The paintball flew, and startled a white player. He quickly replied, firing a few rounds into the window he thought he saw someone. The "woodsmen" were still far from the house, as their progress was slow, but quiet and sneaky. That could not be said of the rushers in the air bag fields. When the target sprang out of his cover, a large green splash of paint splattered on his helmet. He put his gun up into the air, showing he was out.
The east side had 3 men covering the other 4 that were running to the house, using their speed and not even looking to hide, the simply ran to the house. The would reach it very soon now, unless they were stopped. The 3 stopped firing, looked at the windows, firing at random, but also looking for the marksmen there. North side was very close to the house as well, only a few minutes until they could clear the house of the two players.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 21, 2009 20:44:29 GMT -5
Aurora glanced out at the east side, then looked to the north. her eyes narrowed. once more, she dropped down, ran to the north side, put the gun in position and aimed very carefully. Once she felt confident, she fired. As soon as the round left the barrel, she ducked down, went to another window facing north, aimed quickly once more and fired once again. She didn't pause. Aurora moved and went back to the east side. She ducked behind the table, lined up, and fired; hoping the 'early shot' would hit the closer ones. Aurora ducked down, ran to the stairs and went back to the north side. As she went to take aim, she quickly ducked down; just missing from being hit. She crouched under that particular window, went to a small window, set the barrel out and fired. She ducked below the short window, went to the east side and looked around.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 21, 2009 21:17:48 GMT -5
The ball of Aurora flew true, the north player falling on his face as the ball hit his belly. The other shot hit another player on the leg. 5 Players left in the northen side.
Her early shot did hit the man by surprise, he tripped and fell hard on the floor, sliding in a sand patch. Aurora's other north shot missed, for the 5 other survivors were in the dead angle of the house. Preparing to enter and storm the house. To the east the runners were so close to entering the house, two made it, but the other hid behind a barrel when he saw his buddy get shot. To the west, the 7 sneakers made up a plan, as soon as Aurora would pop up for a window, three would do a covering fire, as the other four would try and get closer for a clearer shot to her.
Mark heard the 5 enter the house, he brought his guns up. Showtime. They ran inside, jumping for cover when they saw the barricade. They covered themselves for the barricade, and not the cupboard. Mark simply aimed one of his MP5-K and shot several times at the five. All down. The 3 others that attempted to enter the house from the east, made Mark go for cover. He shot both his MP5-K's, using them as a cover as he rolled to the covers the northens used when they entered the house. He cursed, in spanish, and spotted a leg, he shot it. He heard a definit "SHEISE!". He smiled. He heard the 6 enter from the south. He leaped out of the baricade, shotting at anything he saw. His bullets all aligned perfectly, shot 2 of them as they were entering through the windows. He made a run for it, climbing the stairs quickly, and he proned on the top of the stairs, ready to pop out as they were in the middle of the stairs.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 21, 2009 23:39:38 GMT -5
Aurora heard the noise downstairs, but kept her post up in third floor. She remained on the east side. She went to the window and stalked out the final guy. Keeping close to the wall, she aimed down and fired; hoping to not only hit the guy but to scare him as well. She ducked down and went to check the South side. Her eyes carefully scanned the air field. She blinked, aimed and fired at someone. She rolled down to the West, but stayed away from the large window. Instead, she climbed up on a chair to a small high window; you would really have to be staring to see her. The window was the highest, smallest, and circular. She would be well covered. She stuck the barrel of the gun out just slightly, steadied her arm, and fired. She quickly pulled her gun back, jumped off the chair, crocuhed down and ran along the wall to the North.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 22, 2009 19:46:52 GMT -5
To the east, the machine gunners had to reload their guns, and could not provide enough cover for their last teammate to reach the house. The black player got shot right his gun arm, and he indeed got scared. A loud yell of surprise was heard, and a small "Verdamnt" could be heard quickly afterwards. Aurora thought she saw someone run, but it was only a white air bag that wobbled in the slight breeze. The 7 paintballers in the woods began to run, as they were getting close to the house. They never saw it comming. One shot, straight for the guy hiding in the bush. There were two white players in the bushes around, their jaw dropped to the floor. She was really good. Downstairs, the 6 white players slowly got up, aiming the guns from right to left. Mark was gone, up the stairs. The quickly made their way to the stairs, sending one up. Every step up the stairs, took minutes. The 5 others were ready to shoot at the sides of the upper stairs. When he reached the middle of the stairs....
Mark suddenly crouched up and fired both his sub-machine guns at him, surprising him and making him roll down the stairs. He made a roll to the side, he had to keep them in the bottle neck long enough. He decided it was time to play some urban guerrila warfare. There were many rooms on the second floor, so he hid in one. He waited, and lured the 5 other players up the stairs. He just hoped they wouldn't go straight to the third floor.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 22, 2009 20:47:58 GMT -5
Aurora heard the commotion downstairs. She almost shot up in front of the window. She turned quickly and glanced out. her eyes concentrated hard on a particular runner coming towards the house. He was close. She fired, ducked down and went into a different room; now completely avoiding the stairs; all she needed was to just happen to run downstairs and be shot either by Mark or another player. She glanced out the window, looking towards the woods. Her eyes narrowed as she watched them get closer. She aimed for a few seconds, fired, ducked down, ran to the other side of the window, aimed off that side, fired, ducked down went to another small high window and paused. Her eyes looked up at it, then turned away. She went back to the window with the table, crouched down and looked out.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 24, 2009 17:12:21 GMT -5
The runner had just gone in Aurora's dead angle as he heard a splat on the floor near him. Thank god he was safe. The woodsmen were getting closer, only a few minutes more of running an- SPLASH. Another man down. damnit, we havn't even entered the house and two are down, theres 5 of us, now let's drop cover, and RUN! As they got up, another paintball flew and hit another opponent. Aurora is looking towards them, she probably could see them run through the bushes and trees. They were running now, and very soon would be inside the house. To the west, the 4 remaning machine gunners moved out of the bunkers, and used the trenches to safely get closer to the house. They only got out of their fox holes when it was not connected to another one.
The 6 white players in the house slowly made their way up, the divided their group in two, 5 to clear the second floor, and one to scout to third floor, where Aurora is. The five moved like SWAT clearing a house, checking corners and doors before moving on. They made a mistake thought, they seperated themselves, two groups of two and one alone.
Mark managed to sneak behind the lone white enemy, shooting his back. "That is one less tow worry about." He thought to himself, as he heard the 4 others come closer because of the sound he made. He dashed to the closest room, hiding behind the door, he saw two running by him, he let them go, and he walked the other way, towards the stairs up. He needed to cover Aurora, he had to play hero, not by beating them all by himself, but by protecting his...princess. He chuckled to himself, if only she knew.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 24, 2009 19:39:34 GMT -5
Aurora glanced around the room. The field was pretty much scarce of players, save for the ones in the trenches. She stayed in a crouch and walked forward. Pausing, she heard a floorboard on the stair creak. She rounded a corner and pressed herself against the wall. Her head peeked around the corner and she first saw the top of the guys helmet, then he slowly rose up as he climbed the stairs. She watched from the next room as he came up on the steps; almost to the top, his waist up visible. She raised her gun. She didn't have to aim too hard. She pulled the trigger, turned around the corner and went deeper into the third floor; moving quickly through the rooms to be at the other side; opposite of where he stood.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 24, 2009 20:37:43 GMT -5
The guy walking up the stairs had a nasty surprise. The sniper was waiting for him. damn. The 4 left from the woods, rushing to the house, are just about to enter the dead angle of Aurora, only seconds more and they would be safe from sniper fire. The enemies in the trenches, jumping from hole to bunker, were closing in too, but were furthure away then the woodsmen. The four already inside the house were looking for Mark. When they did not find him at the opposite side of the stairs, they quickly moved back. But Mark was waiting for them. They were walking seperatly. Big Mistake.
Mark heard them comming, and he was ready, he decided to make a go for it. He began a run, and he spotted two of them in a corridor, not stopping, he started firing both his sub-machine guns, and made a forward roll. The two were just splattered with paint, and Mark was not even stopping. He continued to run, and saw the other two, ready to fire at him. He quickly pulled back, just in time. He heard balls splatter on the wall where he was a nanosecond ago. He pulls one of his guns to them, randomly firing at the two there. He hit one, and he knew because he was cursing in german. He made a devious smile, and made jumped to the other side of the corridor, shooting at the survivor as he was in the air. If he had a dark leather cloak, one could believe he was playing "Matrix." He quickly ran back downstairs, waiting for the rest.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 24, 2009 21:40:07 GMT -5
Aurora peered around and looked at the guy she hit. She came into his view and shrugged a 'sorry'. then smiled. She dodged back around and ran into another room; no longer paying attention to the outer world. She was focused on people coming into the house and making it to the third level. She ran around to a room and waited in the doorway parallel to the stairs. She had the barrel of the gun around the corner; crouched down, just barely visible. It would be unexpected for anyone coming up the stairs. her placed her finger over the trigger, aiming at the stairs, she'd hit the foot of a person, or could tilt her gun up and hit higher. Either way, she didn't mind. She grinned beneath the mask.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 25, 2009 22:07:59 GMT -5
They were all inside now, 10 of them. They decided to regroup, at the first floor. Mark slowly slid down the stairs, he would ambush them while they were planning. He cursed, he could not get them if they were together. He decided to sneak to the third floor. He slowly got up, he hoped he wouldn't freak her out.
The 10 members had a plan. They would seperate in teams of 5. It was unlikely that they would be on the first floor. 5 of them would go straight to the third floor, while the others would check out the second. They moved, quickly, not really caring for being heard, the two knew they were here anyway.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 26, 2009 1:23:09 GMT -5
Aurora heard the footsteps, but it was a different sound. She, however, didn't move from her spot at the corner. Her hand still rested above the trigger. The house was quiet. Finally, a helmet rose and she let out a soft sigh. She stuck her hand out to wave Mark over, then slowly stood up. "What's the total?" She asked him softly, still crouched behind her corner. She repositioned the gun and aimed at the stairs.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 26, 2009 14:01:02 GMT -5
"They are 10." He quickly said, giving her one of is MP5-K. "Here, use this. A sniper is no good in close quater combat. He crouched next to her, and pointed at the opposite side of the stairs. "We will surprise them comming up. You stay right here, and shoot them as they come up. Il be there, and shoot those that either escape you, or try to go back downstairs. Theres only 10 left, they probably divided in large groups. 5's." He brought his gun up, as he lurched to his position. He was ready to fire, but only if one of them escaped Aurora. He did not want them to know they were both upstairs. They might try something sneaky.
And try something sneaky they did, instead of going up the stairs, they decided to climb a ladder up directly to the third window. The group in the second floor were making a ruckus, checking the entier floor. It took them a few minutes, and declared it clear. The 5 others that were climbing on the far side of the third floor, all entered through a large window. Mark did not hear them, but he suspected something. It had been too long since he came up, and had seen the enemy.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 27, 2009 2:08:08 GMT -5
Aurora was almost consumed by staring at the stairs that when they began to make the noise on the second floor, she jumped. As if being snapped back to reality, she hard a large crash coming from the room next to her. Eyes wide, she glanced in and saw the shadows of them moving. Silently, she got up and ran to the room on the other side of the hall. She rounded the corner, crouched back down and set the MP5-K down. She grabbed the sniper gun and positioned herself at the corner once more. She had a clear view of the room. If anyone would try to leave that room out of the two exits, she'd be able to clear it. Aurora just hoped Mark would find a new place to scout them out. She quickly blinked and kept her eyes trained in the farther room.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 28, 2009 15:18:18 GMT -5
The 5 white players made the mistake of knocking down the table Aurora had set. damn! They wanted to be to use stealth. But their attempted failed, they made a quick 4 second plan, STORM THE FRIGGIN HOUSE! They charged out the room they had climbed, dashing for the next room, little did they know Aurora was waiting for them.
The other 5 man crew, the ones checking out the second floor, finished checking out the second floor when they heard the chair crashing down. "Nach oben! GO GO GO!" They all ran for the stairs. The one that led the way, showed his body to Mark's view.
Mark fired at him, splashing him with blue, green, and red paint. The one following him also got shot, but the other three had time to react, firing a volley of their own at Mark. He made a roll to the side, calling out to Aurora. "Were trapped! Were gonna jump out a window and run to the ends of the field!" He saw the 5 men storming out of the room, he made a grimace, and grabbed Aurora and tossed her to safety, in a room with a overly large window.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 28, 2009 16:57:36 GMT -5
It seemed to happen all at once. She heard them come into the room she was in. Aurora saw one of them and fired quickly, only to have Mark pull her away. She did a slight backwards somersault into the new room. she looked at the large window, then looked down. Off the first floor, to her surprise, was a battered awning covering a small porch on the back of the house. Quickly, she grabbed the windowsill, swung her legs over and jumped down; her weapon of choice on her back. She landed on the awning, moved a few short inches, gripped the edge and jumped off. Aurora briefly glanced behind her to see if he was coming, and took off. Even with all the gear, she seemed to move very quickly.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 28, 2009 19:34:18 GMT -5
Mark leaped for the window, firing his gun at random behind him. He hit one or two, but that hardly mattered. Jumping from the window, he landed on the patio, he vaulted over the fence, firing a few pot shots at the window. He ran behind Aurora, giving some shots as covering fire. They were running through the trenches, they were in luck. It provided plenty of cover for the two to reach the terrain limits. "Run! If we escape we win!" He smiled under his mask. Of course they would win, even alone, he managed to shoot down 40 players by himself, not on this field, but still. The remaining opponents fired at them, not very accuratly. They stopped firing. Black team won. Everyone knew it. As they got closer and closer to the field limits, Mark congratulated Aurora. "Nice sniping. Couldn't have done better myself." he lied happily, he was truly finding her good, but...if she knew the truth, she would have a whole different opinion of him. But that, he would tell her later. He wasn't ready just yet. He stopped running, and took off his mask. He looked at Aurora, and waited for her to do the same. "Hey, we win, my warrior princess." He said, as he moved close to her and brought his arms around her neck.
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Post by Kiri on Sept 28, 2009 20:05:16 GMT -5
Aurora laughed and pulled her helmet off as well. She pulled the hair-tie out of her hair- the blond mass falling onto her shoulders. She wrapped her arms around his waist with a grin, "I could've done better, but you were amazing." She smirked. Aurora leaned up and lightly pecked his lips. "So how many people were left? That was fun." She grinned and leaned against him; her head resting on his shoulder.
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Post by Grylvak on Sept 29, 2009 6:12:44 GMT -5
"About 8 or 7 out of 30. We did a good job." He buried his face on her exposed neck. continuing in a whisper. "Yeah...loads of fun. Im glad you enjoyed it. Let's go drop our gear...I find it most uncomfortable." He didn't wait for her to agree, he just picked her up and carried her in his arms, like a newly wed couple. He walked to the "Armory" where they had taken their guns, along the way they passed some of the white players going home. Mark echanged some friendly words with them, and moved on. He managed to open the door, still carrying Aurora, and gave her a kiss on the forehead, letting her stand on her own again. "Now comes the less fun part...Packing things away like good kids." He said,as he threw his paintball gun into a large "To be cleaned" Box. "Course...here we cut the crap, and let the owner do the work." he smiled, and took his helmet off and also threw it in the box. He walked to the mens room, where he changed back to his suit. "Il wait for you outside." He stated, as he marched to the car.
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