mystic falls } { and i suddenly turn and see your fabulous face

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Frankly, Stefan is surprised at how things had turned out.

Given the bad blood between he and Rebekah at the moment, he thought that she would be the last person to bid on him. Then again, given the person that kicked things off, he probably shouldn't be as surprised. Katherine isn't a favorite among the Originals, so taking the opportunity to one up both her and Caroline is probably a plus.

Still, with their history, he can't help but wonder.

Stefan Salvatore, however, is a man who honors his commitments. Even if it was his idiot brother and not him who made them. He pulls up to the Mikaelson house at the arranged time, dressed for his date. He planned something neutral, something he knows they both love, and he hopes that will be enough for a civil evening.

He takes a breath, smooths down the front of his shirt, and knocks on the door.

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It is a good thing. Stefan leads the way into the arena, and possibly having to compel them a bit as they were starting to close. Once they're inside and putting on the gear, he starts to explain.

"You use the gun -- " he holds it up, " -- to knock the other players out of the game. If you get a hit, the vest will flash. Like this."

He points the gun at himself, and fires, showing the way the vest blinks.

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She nods a little. "Seems simple enough. And whoever is the last person standing wins?" She smirks as she says that. It can't be hard.

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He smirks back as he nods. "Yep. Last person standing wins."

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"Then I hope you're prepared to lose, Mr. Salvatore," She says in a teasing tone. He may have played before, but she has an advantage in speed. How hard can it be?

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He grins. "Don't underestimate me, Rebekah. I'm a little better at this than you think."

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"Is that so?" She's not worried. She's an original, after all. "Prove it."

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He gestures ahead of him into the arena itself. "After you."

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"What a gentleman," She teases, making her way inside.

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After they're both inside, he closes the door behind them and watches as the clock starts to count down when they're supposed to start. Stefan stands next to her his hand shifting lightly on the grip of his laser gun.

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She holds her own gun, listening intently as the clock counts down. And as soon as it hits one, she smirks at him. "Catch me if you can." And she dashes off, sure she could have just shot him there, but where's the fun in that?

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Stefan smirks as he watches her go, before gripping his own gun and taking off in the opposite direction. Time to get the lay of the land -- and hopefully do it faster than Rebekah does.

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She continues making her way around the center, trying to get her footing while practicing on some of the other players, shooting them when they get close.

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Stefan wanders through the barricades, picking a few people off here and there. When he catches sight of her, he slowly starts to making his way closer behind her.

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She hears him sneaking up behind him and quickly turns around, a smirk on her lips. "You almost got me." And then she'll aim at his chest and fire.

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He'll zip out of the way, getting behind one of the barricades. "I figured it was worth a shot."

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"Try harder next time," She calls back before turning the corner in the other direction now.

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He laughs before making his way to the other side of the arena, trying to stake out a good hiding spot. If he laid low long enough, maybe she would wander by.

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She's trying to be stealthy, choosing to dart from corner to corner, often hiding out against the walls and in shadows. Eventually, she spots him from the corner of her eye, and this time it's her turn to try to sneak up on him.

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He's more listening than anything else. Occasionally he'll catch a blur that may be her, but for the most part he's listening for footsteps.

When he thinks he hears something, he turns and fires without hesitation.

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And she'll side step out of the way so it misses her. It was close. Definitely close. But not a hit.

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He smirks a bit. "I told you I was good too."

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She smirks in return. "Perhaps I should have listened."

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"You aren't doing so bad yourself," he says with a nod. "Then again, I didn't doubt that."

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"I should hope you wouldn't," She says with a smirk. "You would be foolish to do so."

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"Underestimating you has never really got me far." He twitches the gun in his hand waiting both for it to recharge and for him to get a clearer shot at her.