Red Team Planning for CTF #12

"Your father... The elf warlord?"

"Knock Knock!" Tracy stated as she entered the room where the Red Team was planning their triumph over the coming Capture the Flag game. "Tracy McRain. Daughter of Ares." She stated as she entered and saw the people inside. Some were probably her siblings that she didn't take the time to remember the names of.

"Well...Look me straight in the eyes and I can make you pissed for a few minutes...but besides that I'm an archer." Tracy stated after a few moments. She was silent cause she was scooping out her team mates and what she had to work together with.

"Shut up," Nix muttered, getting angrier with each retort. "Just.shut.up," She said, banging her fist on the wooden table, once. She didn't let on, how much it hurt, even if she was quite a strong girl for her age. She got angry, and without thinking she banged her hand into the table. Well, there's certainly going to be a bruise tomorrow. Unless, she has some ambrosia or nectar or whatever it was called.
"We're supposed to be planning a victory, not bicker," She snapped, totally irritated by the person who was singing Christmas carols, and whatnot.

I kept singing Christmas carols under my breath.

OOC: Fist, not head.
BIC: "Shut up about how some other new plan is better and stuff, because it's been already put into detail, and I don't want to add in anymore details and redo the plan already." She huffed, brushing her good hand through her long blonde hair.
"I was thinking about putting more defense than offense, since most of the offense will try to get to us, and we'll just hold our positions, and tire them out, before we go and strike finally. Or there can always be a distraction in where we have a cluster of people charge, while a few and go search for the flag, or try and retrieve it," She said. It was obvious she wasn't a genius, but she did put thought into this.
"But, since we have a so-called brilliant tacticion here, her strategy will be either our loss, or our victory, therefore, we shouldn't try change it anymore," She said, a malicious gleam in her eyes. She was basically showing that she didn't like Lightning, and putting all the blame on her, if they lose.

ooc: Oops. Fail on my part. XD

bic:"It is also was based on the performance of our teammates. I mean, it doesn't matter how brilliant the tactician is. If the players don't coordinate and work together, we will not win."
I kind of regret saying that. I do not want to get pounded.

"Ah, everyone's quite focused on winning here, so I think the performance will go quite well. After all, we want to win. Therefore, it'll be mainly the strategy that will be the failure if we lose," She said, smirking, leaning forward towards the girl. She made a mental note to at least hit her or something, do a illegal move probably in Capture the Flag.

ooc: Lightning or Basil?

OOC: Basil.
BIC: Nix tugged on her ratty white shirt, finding it disgusting. Oh well, she just came back here from training, so she wasn't able to replace it with a new fresh one. Her shirt was covered in dust, from rolling on the floor. Her blue eyes shined, as she studied the map, looking over Lightning's shoulder, waiting for the response from the girl.

OOC: Fail, again, sorry.

bic: I result to just rolling my eyes. "Whatever."
I wanted to do a lot more, but I like my face.

OOC: Um. If you can read, it says Nix is studying the map over Lightning's shoulder, so, frankly, you can't spit into Nix's face, unless your character is on the table.

ooc: edited, sorry. Basil isn't that dramatic. XD

Nix chuckled, clicking her tongue. "Well, I guess I'm done here. I know what's my position," She said, and walked out.