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Years? Right! Because that would mean he wasn't as good at this as he probably was! Maia didn't consider it a possibility that he wouldn't be able to kick her butt at this game. She could easily use the 'spirit user' card to add a reason why he was going to be way better at activities that involved movement. Or, that she didn't leave the house much. This was going to be beyond an easy win for Isaac!
Still, she stayed put when Isaac walked away, only growing more confused. She couldn't hear any of the conversation between the two, so she began to look around, wondering where Kuu and Elliot may be during all of this. They weren't still in the bathroom, were they? Oh, god, what if Kuu got stuck in a toilet? Considering his size, it was totally plausible that he'd try to climb in or something! But, security had showed up after Isaac texted his brother, so they had to be doing something.
"What?" A one on one game? That was convenient! Also, kind of embarrassing. What had he told the guy to let them have that? She was still going to play horribly, though! Well, it was best not to worry over it, right? A game's a game! Unless he held back on her like she had just before. Then... well, she really couldn't complain on that, either, could she? That would be hypocritical! Given the options of color, there was little hesitation with, "teal," until after it was said. Then, she added after a quick pause, "unless you would prefer it."
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 11, 2016 21:32:09 GMT
"Nah, I'm good with orange," Isaac said, slipping on the harness and helmet. It was a little bit bulkier than most laser tag gear, but he kind of liked that. It made him feel even more like some sort of wayward soldier from the future. He unholstered the laser gun strapped to his hip and took a good look at it, eyeing it up and down carefully. Was this going to be as tough of a fight as the one he and Elliot ended up having with Alicia? Likely not, but it was also a very different kind of fight. Besides, the point here was to mess around and have fun with Maia. He just hoped she'd feel comfortable with the one on one game. Surely it had to be less pressure than being mercilessly chased down by strangers. "How do I look?" he asked as he tried to pose casually with the plastic weapon. The answer was probably very silly, and judging by the light tone to his voice he knew it.
Isaac walked over to the orange door, giving Maia a small wave. Her entrance would be the teal door she was currently standing right next to. "See you on the inside!" he called as he entered the orange door, a prerecorded voice giving a quick debriefing on the rules of laser tag. No running, no shoving, no blinding people, no screaming, the same usual rules that all blurred under the general headline of Don't Be A Jerk. There were recharge stations in each corner, orange's at northwest and southeast, teal's at southwest and northeast. Beyond that, just get into that neon-colored maze and have a good time. The voice tried to weave in a storyline, too. Isaac was to be a space pirate pillaging the Earth's first space colony, Maia one of the colony's stalwart heroes and last hopes. It was a pretty cheesy setup, but there was an earnestness to each tacky explosion sound effect that made it feel strangely entertaining.
And then the doors opened, allowing the two to get in and start stalking through the maze. Isaac crouched low, keeping his back to walls as he shimmied into the entryway. Sure, Maia would be on the complete other side of the room, but it was never too late to be prepared. Each wall was a different vibrant color, with the corner Isaac currently stood in glowing a bright yellow and Maia's a deep purple. There were UFO patterns painted on the ceiling in neon colors, and occasionally clouds from a fog machine rolled into the room. They did a really good job nailing the atmosphere, even if it was pretty tacky.
Oh, good. He didn't want the teal. Maia would have felt bad taking the color he had wanted, otherwise. Of course, Maia felt like the gear was pretty bulky, too. But, the boy showing off his fancy outfit caused her to lighten up a bit more. She found herself giggling, and nodding her head. With a small wave of her hand, she finally answered a, "you look fantastic!"
The girl looked at the teal door, waving to Isaac before they both walked through their respective entries. Well, this was worth a shot! Once inside the door, she listened to the rules and the storyline, though with only a small amount of interest to the latter. What kind of story was this? Well, at least they tried! Maybe.
Once inside, Maia tried to keep herself low to the ground, but wasn't really thinking too heavily into it. Spotting a gap between the nearest wall and herself, she peeked around, before bolting to press her back to the new space. Pulling her fake weapon close to her chest, she waited briefly, trying to hear if Isaac was coming. Or, would he be too light on his feet?
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 4:53:46 GMT
Isaac was fairly light on his feet, but his armor was another question entirely. The plastic chestpiece clattered against Isaac's stomach with practically every footstep he took, a little bit too loose for the boy. Hopefully it wasn't too obvious, but Maia would be tipped off by a little rattling noise that grew louder as Isaac began his otherwise stealthy approach. He was also keeping a low, hunched-over profile, making sure to keep his side to the wall and stomach covered whenever possible. First rule of laser tag was to never leave your weak points exposed, and second rule of laser tag was to keep your ears open so they didn't sneak up on you from behind.
Soon, he found himself on the opposite side of the wall Maia was standing on. It wasn't like he knew the girl was there, of course, and he started loudly walking over to the left side of the wall. "Know you're around here somewhere," he called out, projecting his voice to the left before quickly dashing to the right side of the wall instead. If he was lucky, Maia would turn to the left to look for the source of the noise and end up perfectly exposed to a shot from the rear. It was a foolproof strategy! That is, of course, for that darn clattering noise, which was even louder now that Isaac was sufficiently close to Maia. It seemed he had failed to take into account all of the variables, but if he was lucky Maia wouldn't either. Would he still be able to pull off this plan?
Hearing Isaac's voice so close caused a hitch in the girl's breath, startled. Instead of his hopeful reaction, though, it turned out that Maia ended up just staring straight forward, before sliding into a sitting position. The plastic of the armor made a soft scuffling sound as it slipped down the wall. But, it wasn't that she was afraid! No. In fact, her position was given away entirely by a fit of giggling.
But, because of this reaction, she could also see that Isaac had headed right instead of left. Despite her entire demeanor being a puddle of snickering, with her right hand covering her mouth to suppress the sounds, she still lifted the toy gun to point it at Isaac. While it was aimed at one of his targets, she still didn't pull the 'trigger.'
Instead, she began shaking her head, still holding the fake weapon toward the boy. "I-I don't know why I'm laughing," she admitted, through the small fit she was having. Was it just that ridiculous? Or, was it just stress's way of releasing itself finally? Regardless, she couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger, so she was a sitting duck and she knew it!
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 5:38:37 GMT
As Isaac hopped around the corner, aiming his gun at Maia, he was shocked to find she had her gun pointed right at his target as well. Instead of just shooting him, though, she starting bursting into a full-on fit of laughter. Isaac was heavily confused at first, wondering if he said something stupid or put his chestplate on backwards or something, but started to find Maia's laughter contagious. Soon he was laughing along with her as well, lowering his gun because he was just too busy laughing to focus his aim on her.
"God, I don't know. Because we're wearing goofy outfits shooting fake guns at each other in a big old Pac-Man maze?" he asked, finding himself snickering just thinking about the absurdity of it all. Sure, he thought laser tag was really fun, but he also recognized that it was a really goofy situation that they were in. And this silly, funny day was just a day after their horrifying near-death experiences. How could this not be hilarious? "You've got a really nice laugh, though," he said as he recovered from the fit of laughter. He didn't even seem to realize what he said until it came out of his mouth, a light blush spreading across his face.
Crap, he needed to save face, and fast. Thankfully, he had a surefire way of escaping his own awkward comments, and it was right in his hand. He picked up the laser gun, fired at one of Maia's targets, and quickly dashed away. If she was going to want more qualification on what he just said, she was gonna have to chase him down for it!
The other teen laughing didn't help her control her own! His answer was perfect though, as she found herself nodding. This really was a Pac-Man maze, wasn't it? They just needed the ghosts! All of this was so silly! Also, incredibly necessary! The blonde was really thankful for this break after all she'd been through. Heck, after all they'd been through! She wasn't the only one going through stressful Digital situations all the time! Isaac had to live them way closer than she ever did! But, the comment on her laugh had her almost immediately recovering from the lsughter, trying to absorb it. Maia had a nice laugh? "Wh-" Annnd... then she was shot! There was a small 'pew' sound as the target briefly dimmed.
"Th-that's not fair!" She huffed, partially in distress and partially in play. Which was it more? Now, he was just being fishy! Scrambling to her feet, she began hurrying through the maze, whipping around corners with the gun raised. Shoot first, ask when she caught him off guard. That was the plan, now. Or, get shot in the back from being reckless! Either way, she was going to find him!
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 6:06:01 GMT
The rules said no running. For this reason, Isaac was sure his quick shot would let him open up enough space and get away. It beat being cornered and having to give answers, right? Now he had the leisure to slink away while Maia, a law-abiding citizen in all ways, shapes, and forms, kept at a brisk yet manageable pace of her own. What he didn't expect was for Maia to start tearing through the maze like a woman on a mission, waving her gun as if she was holding up a bank for a robbery. Upon hearing her footfalls Isaac tried to pick up the pace, but she was moving at a practically unstoppable pace. By the time he was able to start accelerating he had already been shot right in the back, his targets and the lighting on his armor dimming. The dimmed lights would give Maia just enough time to see Isaac rounding a corner, now doing his best to try and keep pace with her.
Left. Right. Right. Left. Right. Left. Left. The walls passed by in a blur as Isaac tried to keep one step ahead of Maia every time. Occasionally he turned around and blindly fired his laser gun, hoping he'd be able to stop Maia if she tried to pursue him. How this turned into a high-speed chase, Isaac wasn't sure, but he didn't quite mind. The walls were clear enough to make identifying his direction pretty easy, and it wasn't like they were at risk of smashing into any other people. The laser tag arena was their own little personal playground today, and frankly Isaac was having a great time. Even if he was currently trying to run away from a cute girl before she could mercilessly gun him down.
Of course, if Maia could cut him off, maybe she could end up cornering him. And then he'd end up having to spill the beans after all! The stakes had never been higher.
Hah! Maia got him! Except, he was still moving! She probably should have thought this through, but who had time? Plus, it wasn't like there was anyone else in the room to worry about bumping into. If anyone, she'd run into Isaac, which was perfect! Thinking about it, was she seriously chasing him around? Embarrassing! But, again, no time to think about that! Instead, she was still hurrying to catch up with him. Did he seriously think she wasn't going to hunt him down?
As shots were fired, the girl found herself ducking behind a wall to avoid getting 'hit.' But, having spotted Isaac turning another corner, she found herself following the wall on the opposite side, instead. It looked like there was an opening she could slip around to save on lost time.
What the heck was she doing? This was just silly! But, it was also kind of fun! Okay, no, she was having a blast. The blonde took a second to inhale, before beginning a slightly slower pace, to pass through the gap between the walls. Ah, shoot. She'd lost him, hadn't she? Well, back to hunting.
Of course this was a mission now! She'd have to find him sooner or later!
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 6:27:45 GMT
Slowly, the sound of footsteps died down, and Isaac found himself able to breathe easy again. He'd escaped. Now all he'd have to do is keep moving, and he'd be able to end this little game embarrassment-free. He had to admit, though, it felt a little bit disappointing feeling the chase come to an end. He kind of liked Maia running around, doing her best to pursue and catch him. Would he be bashful as heck if he had to answer for his previous statement? Oh yeah, big time. Yet despite it being as easy as just avoiding Maia, he found himself inevitably drawn right back towards her.
It was the score. That had to be it. They were 1-1. He wouldn't be able to run and hide in good conscience until he was at least up by another point. Surely it wasn't the thrill of the chase that was motivating him, or even the idea of Maia catching him. He didn't find any of that tempting at all. It was just numbers and numbers alone. He stalked off to the middle of the maze, crouched low and holding his gun close. Any second now he could end up bumping into her, and he'd have to keep his finger on the trigger to stay properly prepared. Maia was a gamer of the likes he'd never seen before, and one slip-off could lead to her blasting him to bits with relative ease.
So of course, upon a corner he found himself almost walking right into her. Despite all of his attempts at preparing, he obviously wasn't prepared. He fumbled to lift his gun, hoping to get Maia right in one of her targets before she could blast off another one of his. Whether he hit or got hit, though, he would then proceed to try and run right back off into the maze. Then again, the chestplate was dangling a bit off of his back, and being right in front of Maia meant he was practically in arm's reach. If the girl really wanted some answers, grabbing him by the outfit's collar would easily leave him stopped in his tracks. If not, it seemed like the chase would be on yet again!
Maia had finally found herself at a standstill, debating on where she wanted to go next. How was she supposed to find the only other person in this maze? Whoever thought of this place designed it pretty well! She found herself glancing side to side. Maybe, if she stayed here, he'd end up just running into her, or something!
...Except, wow! She didn't expect it to be that fast! It caught her off guard for a few seconds, as Isaac suddenly seemed to be right by her. While the initial thought should have been to shoot him, the girl took a rapid step closer, using her free hand to grab onto one of his arms. Apparently, she didn't care if the gun was aimed right at one of her targets at this point! Let him win this one, but he wasn't getting away now! Wouldn't that give her a chance to win in her own way?
"Hey, now," the blonde chimed, trying to make sure that she wouldn't lose any potential grip on the spirit user. "Didn't you know it's rude to compliment a girl, then run off?" Of course, this was teasing, as proven by her even sticking her tongue out briefly at him. "Plus! How am I supposed to tell you that I like your laugh, too, if you're busy hiding?" Oh, wait! That wasn't supposed to come out! Oops! With that, she almost instantly released her hold, taking a step back. Ah, now she understood why he ran! She wanted to, too! But...
Amber eyes shifted to one of the gaps on the wall, debating. Unfortunately, her reactions were a bit slower than Isaac's, so he'd have plenty of time to say or do something to stop her from fleeing. Shoot! She knew she didn't have a chance to get away now!
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 6:55:27 GMT
Isaac had won the battle, but he had lost the war. With her hand wrapped around his wrist, he was now but a helpless prisoner. On paper the score was 2-1, but now it might as well have been 2-infinity. At this point he didn't even run anymore, instead standing there and already starting to preemptively blush. He couldn't help but laugh a little at her initial tease. "What can I say? I've never really learned good ma-"
We interrupt this awkward attempt at humor to bring you a compliment! Isaac felt a strange warmth in the pit of his stomach at what Maia had to say. "Wait, really?" he asked, caught off guard and a little bit stunned. He was never really big on his laugh. It was too high, too uneven, just in general so flawed. Did she really see it differently? Maybe she was just humoring him, like she was humoring him with Street Fighter. But that didn't seem right either. There was a casual honesty to the girl's voice, and Isaac just knew she meant it.
Besides, if she was lying, she wouldn't have already been planning a course of retreat. When Maia let go of Isaac's arm, he simply settled for taking her hand instead. He didn't want her to leave just yet. Not while he was still trying to figure out how to even react to all of this. He looked her in the eye and hoped she'd at least stick around long enough for him to speak. "Hey, thanks for that," he said, practically all of the boisterousness in his voice replaced with a strange bashfulness. "That really means a lot to hear. Especially coming from you." He let go of her hand at this point, waiting for her to run off so the chase could resume again. Maybe it was his job to run, since he was the last person to fire, but he didn't really want to leave her side right now.
The warmth in his stomach seemed to swirl and churn around, and he didn't quite mind it at all.
With a small sound, the target dimmed out. Oh, he got her. But, Maia was too distracted. "Mmh," the blonde let out a soft hum, while Isaac seemed thrown off from the compliment. What should she do? There was no way she could just run from it, right?
But, as she was retracting her hand, she was surprised to find the teen taking it. Eyes shifted, focusing on Isaac's face. Well, if Maia had wanted to run, it was gone now. Instead, she found herself cemented in place. What was the blonde supposed to do? And, with the change in tone from Isaac, she certainly couldn't pull herself away. Or, maybe, she just didn't want to. "From... me?" Maia echoed, softly. Why?
Feeling the heat hitting her face, it was obvious that the tamer was blushing. There was a weird tightness in her chest that she couldn't quite explain.
When Isaac let go of her hand, she still didn't move. At least, Maia found words before the silence became too awkward. "I-I think I'm tired of running," she admitted, throwing another glance toward her previously planned escape. Yes. She was tired of running from this. But, she also wasn't sure how to go about that. Heck, she couldn't even say anything outright! She masked the comment with one that had the same words, but a different meaning. If only she had more time, but the boy would be headed back to his own country soon enough.
The target flickered a bit, before returning to it's usual brightness. How long did these games normally last? "You're too fast, anyway," she added, in a more cheerful tone, "it's impossible to outrun you!"
Post by Elliot and Isaac Sunderland on Apr 12, 2016 15:37:46 GMT
Good, no more running. Isaac was starting to get tired of it too. Although it seemed that it wasn't his legs tiring out, but instead something else. His heart? Maybe. "Yeah, I'm pretty tired too. Lets try and finally get some rest, eh?" he asked, leaning against the wall slightly. It wasn't the most comfortable place in the arcade, but he'd be damned if he was sitting on the floor here. Rule 3 of laser tag, and life in general, was to never trust the floors in a dark, heavily populated room. They were always filthy, moreso than even Isaac was comfortable with.
When she mentioned how fast he was, though, he couldn't help but laugh. In his mind, Maia was the one who he had been running from all day. That little teasing tone on her voice, those warm amber eyes, that smile hitting as hard as a knockout punch. Each and every little thing closed the gap more tightly as Isaac tried to run from his thoughts. From her, even. Yet it was becoming apparent as he stood here, still holding her hand for reasons he couldn't explain or rationalize, that he couldn't just keep running forever. "Heh, you're pretty fast too," he managed to say, somehow keeping the rest of his thoughts behind their wall.
He didn't know how much time they had left here. Was it based on points, time, or most likely both? Just in case he decided not to risk future shots, wanting to make sure that the two of them wouldn't be interrupted at a critical moment. "You know, it's weird," he started, trying to think of how he was going to word what he planned on saying next. This all felt so strange and dreamlike. Knowing it was one of his last days here really stung. "I don't think I'm ready to leave yet."
Oh, he agreed. Good. Shifting slightly, Maia watched the boy lean against the wall. Though, the girl wasn't really sure where to go from here. She found herself standing there, glancing around a little, but always turning her eyes back to Isaac. "Yeah," the blonde nodded. Rest was much needed, it seemed.
Maia, on the other hand, wasn't sure entirely where she had been running. Parts of her wanted to hide from Isaac, the other wanted to follow Alicia's advice. It seemed that the advice was certainly trying to win. Probably because that's what the teen actually wanted. What was the point in skirting around things like this? But, her? Fast? Ha. "Hardly," she managed out, eyes shifting to stare at their hands.
But, unable to follow the boy's thoughts, she wasn't expecting him to say that he wasn't ready to leave. Leave where? The laser tag room? The country? Oh, wait, no that was just part of her own thoughts. Had to keep those to herself! "Oh?" Regardless of the context, she found herself agreeing with the statement. "Why is that?"