D)
Chloe was enjoying this. She was finally getting into this game a lot more, and that fact was kind of nice, since it felt like she'd finally found something better to do with all of those skills than actually throwing knives.

She stalked through the course, moving as stealthy as possible, her black shirt and dark pants blending in well. Her aim was much more confident and she seemed to just be enjoying a little bit of competition. Admittedly, she was starting to get a bit more competitive these days, trying to show off here and there. She never got mad during the lost rounds, but there was definitely a sense of determination as she tried to do the absolute best each time.

E)
Between rounds, it was easier to calm and relax. She was building up a light sweat the more into the night she got and she grinned openly, waving to anyone who wanted to come over, a water bottle in hand. Red or blue, she'd happily speak with anyone, caring little about team designations. It was just a game, after all, right?

F)
At the end of the game, she finally settled down for some pizza. The last offers weren't the best, but playing on a full stomach was never fun. With her food in hand, she lingered a little, making sure if anyone needed someone to walk back with. It was, after all, a little late and not everyone might have rides. For those, she'd be happy to go back to the bus stop on foot with.

Or perhaps someone wanted to give her a ride?