Wilderness Survival Redux - Week 7 | Thursday Morning, A Clearing in the Woods

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Today," Callisto addressed the class. "As a new and novel experience, I'm actually giving you clothing to wear."

She pointed to a pile of masks, gloves, elbow and knee pads, and body armour "There should be something in your sizes there. Get changed."

After everyone had gotten changed, she pulled out a slingshot and a pouch full of paintballs, and continued. "Today's class is simple. You run, I hunt, you make it to the end of the class without being caught or me shooting you, I don't make you go back to the dorms naked. You have until I reach two hundred to get out of here."

With that Callisto closed her eyes and started counting.

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up!]
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Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam crouched down in some bushes, but was prepared to run if necessary. She was very still, but wasn't sure how long that would last--if she'd known they were playing war games, she'd have used the little soldier's room before she showed up at the workshop.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

The bushes started rustling.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam stayed still. No purpose to giving up a good position because of a deer.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

The rustling came closer.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam didn't tense, but she did mentally plan an escape route if the rustling ended up being Callisto.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Rustle.

Rustle.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

And that was closer. Sam still didn't move, much as she might have wanted to.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Rustle, rustle, stomp.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Stiiiiiilll not moving. At least not intentionally.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Was that a twig snapping?

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam felt very, very exposed.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Yet more rustling.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam's hip started to itch, but darn if she'd scratch it and give away her position.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

The rustling now sounded a bit litle La Cucaracha.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam bit her lip so she wouldn't snicker. Damn Callisto anyway.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Branches rustling could sound like Ever the Same. Who knew?

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

And Sam couldn't take it any more. She cracked up and took off at a run through the trees. "You suck, Callisto!"

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

The insult just made aiming that much easier.

Re: The Hunt (WSR - Wk7)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam took the hit in her shoulder, which was her own fault for breaking cover. After a minute of indecision, she headed up into the branches of the nearest tree.