Yul stood at the ready for a few moments. Then, frowning, he lowered his weapon. "Is the test... going through a security checkpoint? I guess that can be intense, if they decide they want to really search you."

But she had said it would take a moment to get started, didn't she? Yul looked around, wary for surprises.

Shoan just looks innocent and gestures for yul to step through the metal detector
"Yes, it's something like that. I led at the start Yul-san"
Eyebrows waggling amusedly
"Now it's your tern."

Yul smirked. "Okay, fair enough then. Here we go."

And so, pistol held at the ready, he stepped through the metal detector.

Unsurprisingly the detector goes off and the little mask popout trundles over to Yul on a rail, looks down at his pistol, then looks back up.

Alarms sound and a whole host of mask cutouts on rails appears from behind the pillars firing paintball guns at the Unicorn!

"Ammmmmbuuuuuush!"

Shoan dives for cover as all hell breaks loose.

"What-" Yul didn't have time to say any more before paintball hell was unleashed upon them.

Reacting instantly, Yul wrapped an arm around the cutout in front of him. Paintballs thudded into its back, Yul's body shielded from the slimy barrage. Gritting his teeth, he remained in his cover until there was a brief interlude, then returned fire, dropping one opponent.

"Hahhh!" With a mighty twist of his arm, Yul brutally snapped his prisoner's neck! Or, rather, bent the upper part of the cardboard cutout. Then he, too, dove for cover, rolling behind a pillar. "Always wanted to try that." He managed to gasp out.

Shoan is pressed up behind a pillar of her own...laughing? Well, certainly doing something, although it's hard to tell through the paintball hell.

"Oh you took it down Yul-san, very intimidating."
The tracked cutouts continue their barrage as the room's walls begin to almost glow with colour.
"This is a tight pickle though, we'll have to be good if we want to stay clean, what's the play here?"

Yul looked across the intervening space at her. "Paintball guns can hold hundreds of shots, right?" He shook his head. "Can't wait for them to reload. The chickens need us."

He gave her a nod. "Okay. Outside of the pillars, at the same time. One, two, three!"

Spinning around the corner of his pillar, Yul dashed, firing as he went, moving from one pillar to the next, diagonally, desperately trying to outrun the tracking on the synthetic weaponry.

splat Splat SPLAT! The paintballs come perilously close to Yul as he moves, the Unicorn just fast enough to outrun their primitive sensors.

Shoan meanwhiles rolls out from her cover and manages to take out a few of the cutouts, but as she dives behind a pillar she takes two paintballs to the thigh
"Yul-san, I'm hit! Damn masks got me."

Gritting her teeth in faux despair
"I'll have to cover you from here....it's all up to you now."

Chest heaving, Yul nodded. "Okay. Don't worry, Shoan-san. I'm bringing these chickens home to roost."

Shifting his weaponry, Yul took his rifle into his hands, only just barely holding onto his pistol. He spun, planting a foot, bringing his rifle to bear. A shot rang out, tearing through one of the cutouts.

Switching to his left, Yul ran forward, firing dropping another with a pistol shot... but then there was heavy fire all around him. He bent, twisting desperately. Shots seemed to whiz by him in slow motion as he forced his body out of the way, almost imagining that he could see the trails of their passing as he went.

One hit his left arm, as he fell to the ground, but he fired his pistol one more time. Would it be enough?

The shot streaks out, hitting the final cutout even as its weapon was raising to fire. The whole contraption falls to the floor with a clatter and for a few seconds the room was silent.

Overacting hammily "Yuuuuul-saaaaan! "Owl you alright?"

Grimacing, Yul rose to his feet, paint running down his left arm. "Yeah. I'm hit, but not bad. Stings a bit."

He looked around, surveying the painty, cardboardy carnage, then made his way over to Shoan. "Looks like they got you pretty good. You think you can walk? Or do I have to carry you out of here?" Yul said, looking down at her.

Shoan tries not to snort, mostly succeeding.

"I think I can use one of my legs if you'll support me, and I wouldn't want you to throw out your back the day before the choosing. Nakauchi-san would never forgive me."

Yul's lips quirked at that, but he didn't add anything. Instead, he reached down, offering Shoan a hand up.

"Looks like this is just how we end these things." Yul nodded. "Okay, not so bad. Your legs, my arm. Seems like the chickens did pretty well today, huh?"

Accepting the arm and feigning a limp
"Yeah, I think the chicks did okay under your care Yul-san."
Smirk
"As usual."

Yul chuckled, shaking his head. "Yeah. I get that."

He kept up the premise, 'helping' Shoan to walk. "Well, I gotta say, we make a pretty good team, huh? And you know what we call our teammates in the Skyriders?"

A beat.

"A wingman." Yul deadpanned.

"....."
A rimshot plays in the back of Shoan's mind as the two emerge out in the bright Asakaze sun

"You can be my wingman any time."

/Scene!

((thanks for the RP ))