Occasion- 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕/𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶
Context- 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝙵𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝟷-𝟷 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗...𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝. (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚛𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.)
Idea Credit- 𝙼𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏
Ships Set Sail- 𝙹𝚞𝚔𝚎/𝙿𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗
Warning- 𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎
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Julie's POV
"So, what now?" Alex said, sitting heavily on the stage.
"Hey, it's not over yet." Flynn hit him lightly. "This is our chance to beat those dumbasses."
"She's right," Julie added, "but I think we should be careful, stay on guard but make it look like we're playing offensively."
Alex considered her. "You know you think a lot like Luke."
"Well now I don't even want to say great minds think alike, but, it's true." Flynn shrugged, smiling at Julie. "In that case do you think the guys will be playing the same tactic?"
"No I think that's what they did last round, luring Alex in like that."
"I hated every second of that, by the way." He emphasized.
"At this point I don't think we can truly predict what they're going to do, I think we just need to stay on defense. What we do know is that they're not gonna try to get the flag individually, they always work in a pair, so if one of them is making a grab for it the other probably isn't far behind. We need to keep at least one person near the flag guard at all times."
"I'll go out first. I'm getting Reggie back for taking our flag." Flynn attempted to crack her knuckles menacingly but just ended up hurting herself.
Julie silently agreed with her. Luke wasn't getting away with cutting her off and costing them the win like he did. They settled the plan and broke apart, leaving Alex to defend the gym.
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Flynn's POV
"Go left!" Flynn called out to Julie, the other girl following suit.
Flynn stayed behind Carlos, who they were chasing down. They'd caught him trying to sneak through the kitchen to their base, but he'd gotten a head start. Flynn pushed herself faster, now within several feet of him. Julie flew out of an alternate passageway up ahead. Carlos scrambled away from her, reaching in his pocket in an instant and throwing something grainy.
Julie, sputtering, skidded to a halt, wiping at her face and clothes. Instinctively Flynn halted to make sure she was okay.
"Salt!" Julie exclaimed with a scrunched face.
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