Monday, April 02, 2007

News from the front

She glanced behind her. The corridor was empty; one person in the storeroom, two in the next room over. That left one unaccounted for, and he was probably armed.

Quietly she advanced to the door frame. She lifted her weapon, flexing it a bit. She leaned forward, easing around the corner to find her target.

A rubber band splattered against the jamb by her head. She leaped back, firing blindly into the room. She risked dashing across to her desk; that exposed her to fire from both sides, but sitting still without ammunition posed a much less interesting risk. She reached for a handful, catching another in her hair.

Smack! A rubber band hit right in the small of her back! She spun round. That hadn't come from her target. The person from the store room must have heard the twanging and come to join the fun. Meanwhile her target was reloading, weird in his blue mask. She loaded up--shot him--shot down the hall--and heard, almost in unison, "Aww! Good one!"

She grinned. The most recent skirmish of the Great Rubber Band War had gone well.

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