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[Dino appears on the Plane with several crates. He doesn't have his coat, is wearing googles and is covered with florescent pink paint splatters. If anyone should care to look in the crates they will find more goggles, paintball guns and paintballs in various florescent colors. Dino looks cheerful.]

I really have to find some way to thank them for this. I needed that.

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[ She takes the paintball, turning it over in her hands. Her curiosity shifts to mischief almost instantly, though, and she gives it a good lobbing in his direction. ]

Edited 2008-11-08 21:22 (UTC)

[And he now has a purple splatter on him.] Hey! [But he's grinning]

[ She dips her index finger into the wet paint, then dots the tip of his nose with it, grinning. ]

[Wrinkles his nose] Fine, if you want to play that way...[Have a dot of paint onyournose now Angela.]

[ Angela squeaks and attempts to rub the paint off her nose, and only manages to smear purple across her face. ]

[Laughs at that]

[ Revenge time! She grabs another paintball-- a bright green one this time-- from his crate and smooshes it atop his head. ]

[Ack! Cold, wet, paint in hair! He puts a hand up to his hair and pulls it away, staring at the green] Hey! That's cold! [And he grins wickedly then ruffles Angela's hair with the paint hand]

Ack! Hey, stop! [ asdlkjfa;dfj Paint in Dino's hair= funny. Paint in her hair? NO WAY JOSE. She'll be casting a water spell now which may as well be a few buckets full of the wet stuff. And if you thought the paint was cold, Dino... ]

Gah! [Soaking wet and shivering now. You're lucky he didn't have Enzio with him Angela.] W..was that really called for?

[ Now she's wet and cold and still has streaks of green in her hair and-- and Dino is--

Snort.

Ba ha ha ha ha! ]

P-p-pink!

It's not that funny...

T-try and tell me that after you look in the m-m-mirror. You're d-d-dripping pink..!

[ She shivers and rubs her arms, still giggling, then leans in and pecks him on the nose-- and makes a face. Ew, paint. ]

[Sighs, feeling very cold himself] Hold on a second...[He drops off the Plane and comes back a couple of minuets later with several large, fluffy towels. Angela might notice there are several fresh paint splatters on him now]

[ Towel, yay! Angela grabs one and wraps herself in it, smiling. ]

Still playing with your men?

[Laughs] They're having fun with this stuff. They were trying to cheer me up, but I think they ended up cheering themselves up too.

Well good. It's best when all sides are having fun, right? [ She wraps her towel about herself and tucks it, then takes the other towel and starts drying off his hair. ] Now, if we were playing fair and square, I'd kick your butt.

No way. There is no way you could beat me in a paintball match.

I so would.

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