Roleplay!

ooc: oh, poopie... Well.... Well... Just go find Destiny!!! She's shot! =D

Destiny held her side. How could she get shot? She looked left and right, trying not to faint at the smell of her blood. A red soldier stepped up to her.
"Time to eliminate a blue." He said in a commanding voice. A figure hit him and he fell to the ground.

'Gabe!' Destiny wanted to scream in relief, but her side hurt too much. The two men struggled for a minnute, and a gunshot went off. Destiny closed her eyes hard. She remembered Gabe having a gun... Was he the one who shot, or was shot? She told herself he shot. Over and over again.

"Okay." Gabe said, looking for the purple soldier.
"Doc!" He yelled, running around aimlessly.
"Over here!" Doc ran to Gabe, "Are you hurt?"
"No," Gabe coughed, "Destiny is."

The two ran through the shots again to where she lay.
"Did anything else happen? Besides, you know, the shot." Doc said, opening his kit and getting a pair of pliars.
"No." She nodded, "Just the shot." Doc took the bullet out, and opened her armor's torso. He wrapped it in gause. Destiny drifted to sleep.
"She should be fi-" Doc was cut off by Gabe's coughing. He looked up.
"Are you okay, Gabe?" He asked the soldier, realizing he was clutching his side. Gabe collapsed to the ground, a trail of blood comming from his mouth.
"Tell her I love her." He whispered, staring at her sleeping body. He rested his hand on her stomache and fell on his chest.
Doc wook Gabe's glove off and checked his pulse.
"He's dead."