Sunday, June 15, 2014

{Father's Day 2014}

*Staring down his opponent across the battle field, his hand tightens on his weapon as his eyes narrow. He looks left , secure in having Tegan , DanteSterling and Hunter at his side. A smirk turns the corner of his mouth as Dare stares back at him returning the identical half smile* Bring it son. *They wait for Gideon to sound the starting pistol*

  • Dare Thorne *Readying myself for the onslaught, I gaze across the field into a pair of eyes that are identical to mine. As the starting pistol sounds, I shout across the field* I love you Dad, but now I am going to shoot you. *Firing a quick volley, I duck behind a tree, and wait for my cousins to cover me.*

  • Sterling Chase *Laughing at the intensity of the young bucks, each dodging one way or the other as if their good old dad's haven't spent centuries training them to do exactly that, he lifted his own weapon and spied his son in a well guarded corner of the field* It's party time, kid.

  • Aric Chase *sliding behind a building he laughs and gasps out* I love you too Dad, but now I have to shoot you!* Laughing he runs for the corner and ducks out of site*

  • Hunter GenOne *Watching the young ones, including Nathan, he shook his head. Turning to look at his team, he laughed* And they think they will actually beat us? *Locking eyes with Nathan, he nodded* Get a good look son. You'll be out soon enough.

  • Nathan Bishop -I lock eyes with my step-dad, Hunter, and give him a smirk. Following along with my team..- Love ya, dad, but I'm going to have to shoot you.. -giving him a small salute, I raise my weapon, finger on the trigger, and smile as I get him in my sights-

  • Micah Breed *Keeping a sharp eye on all the movement, I zero in on my target and find him exactly where I'd expect him to be; quietly observing his target from a secluded vantage point. Giving a small nod in my father's direction, I watch as he vanishes into thin air, only to reappear some forty feet in a different direction. No wonder Lucan kept him so close. Smirking as I calculate my next move, I settle my thoughts and try to gain an access point to his* Whatchya thinkin, old man? *Steadily holding my weapon as I follow him* I love you Dad, but now I am going to shoot you.

  • Dante Malebranche *Standing back, he laughed at the cockiness of the kids. He knew they were older, but to all the men standing here with him, they would always be the kids.* Seems to me they think we are old. I don't feel old, do you guys? *All in agreement, he narrowed his eyes at his son.* I know what you are going to say kid, so let me beat you to it. I love you Rafe, but I am going to shoot you. *Rafe laughed, mimicking his cousins.* Lets get to it then. Game on!

  • Lucan Thorne *As the paintballs fly, his focus is on his son as he weaves and moves through the melee. Firing off three shots, he watches Dare leap out of the way, the paint splattering on the dirt where his feet were a second ago* Damn that kid is fast. He scans the playing field locating his brothers and their offspring, laughing as the paint covers the trees and ground all around them* Let's end this, show what being an Elder is about.

  • Dare Thorne *Flying through the trees a step ahead of Dad's paintballs, I turn around abruptly and wiggle my rear at him.* Is this a big enough target Dad? Did you forget your wheelchair? Maybe you could catch me then! Remember, I love you, and I'm still gonna shoot you! *Wheeling around so quick that it is a blur, I fire off a volley and splatter Dad across the chest with paintballs. Doing a victory dance, I hold my sides laughing at his surprised expression.* You okay Dad?

  • Sterling Chase *Watching as Lucan took three of Dare's paintballs across the chest, it was only a matter of time before Aric would do the same. Ducking a little lower he rolled over the side of a bench and caught a flash of his son's form dodging in and out from behind a barrier. Sighting his weapon, he slowly pulled the trigger and watched as a splatter of green paint erupted across the thigh of Aric's pants* Bullseye

  • Aric Chase *The paint ball explodes on his leg. He falls forward into a disorganized roll, holding his leg and yelling* CHILD ABUSE! He shot me! I have witnesses!*He flops over onto his back, arms reaching up toward the sky* I'm dying, dying,*coughs*dying.*drops his arms beside him. He mutters low* And to think, I didn't even let you bring your cane today Dad. Lucky shot...*gasps and closes his eyes*

  • Hunter GenOne *Watching Aric's display, he laughed quietly. He stayed in the tree line, watching the may-lay. Seeing Dare in the tree, he shot a few shots, spattering paint across his back* Got you Kid. Not to find my son. *He scanned the tree line for Nathan knowing his step-son would be there, watching just like he was. Seeing movement, he took a few shot, barley missing Micah*

  • Nathan Bishop -I watch the others antics and smile, not giving away my hiding spot. I see Hunter, take aim and fire in succession. Three shots hit him square in the chest. I watch as he looks down at his chest, amazement flutters across his face. He looks up and finally spots him. I give him another salute- Hey, dad, I'll meet you at the bottom with your walker. -He gives me a scowl and I begin to chuckle as I disentangle myself from the tree and drop to the ground-

  • Tegan GenOne *Disappearing back out of sight, he found a tree in the back of the area and scaled it until he reached the top. He was careful to blend in with the branches as he scanned the area and found several targets. Smirking he centered on his son and fired off a quick succession of purple pellets outlining where Micah stood. He would give him one more chance before knocking him out of the game.*

  • Micah Breed *Freezing stone solid as the ground around my shadow was splattered in purple paint* Oh... *Taking a quick look at the splatter pattern, I notice Rafe in the distance quietly stalking his father. Smirking, I quickly lift my sights towards the tree line, but Tegan was nowhere to be found* What the.... *feeling the cold round tip of a paintball gun press firmly between my shoulder blades, I drop my weapon and lift my hands with a smirk on my face* I don't know how you got down here that fast, but if that's not your weapon poking me in the back, Mom's going to be a much bigger problem for you than me screaming "Child Abuse" at the top of my lungs and falling to the ground like a sack of potatoes. *Turning when I hear him laugh, I hug him* Happy Father's Day, Dad.

  • Dante Malebranche *Crouching low, he watched his son. Rafe and Nathanwere the only chance left for the kids to win. He glanced at Sterling and nodded. He watched his friend dart out from the trees draw the attention away from where he was. Moving to the side, he saw the boxes that Niko had helped him put out earlier in the evening. Hitting the detonator, paint balls exploded taking out Rafe and Nathan. Standing up, he smiled and jogged over to his brother.* We win. Sorry kids, just wasn't your day today. *Laughing at the grumbles, they all walked back to the compound together.*

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