The great hunt...

[reincarnshaman]

After this conversation...

Veena is moving carefully down the corridors of the Enterprise, stopping at intersections and looking around before proceeding in a chosen direction. She's walking with a much more determined purpose than that of a normal cat. Just a short while behind her, Trever follows.

Trever is loaded down with a super soaker rifle, two squirt guns with removable magazines and a bandolier with reserve magazines for the handguns.

He appears to be hunting something.

Sneaking up on him is a bit of a bad idea because he'll likely spin and shoot you with green dye.

Or, occasionally you might come across him barreling down the hallway chasing after someone while screaming curses.


((Companion post to this one Let me know if it's okay for your guys to get shot at!))

Comments

[missginnytonic]

"Right, rules can be restricting, sometimes you have to think out side the box"

She grins up at him. "If not you get surprised."

[reincarnshaman]

"Yup. Hence this little game."

[missginnytonic]

"So this game has no rules?"

She leans her head to the side with a smile.

[reincarnshaman]

"Nope."

Oh, he has a feeling something is about to come out. That's okay.

There aren't any rules after all.

[missginnytonic]

"Okay, how do you know if you won or lost if there are no rules. First one to get turned neon colors loses?"

[reincarnshaman]

"Easy enough. Who ever gets tossed into the brig first loses."

Yes. They're basically trying to get arrested.

[missginnytonic]

"Wait wait, the goal is not to get arrested?"

[reincarnshaman]

"The goal is to be the last one arrested," Trever said, holding up a finger. "We're seeing how well security reacts."

[missginnytonic]

She looks at him and smiles.

"So like a test, to see how fast they react or to see how long you have to get away?"

[reincarnshaman]

"Both. Any information is good information."

[missginnytonic]

"You can never, have too much information."