[Keith frowned a bit, but nodded. Bucky wasn't wrong, that was for sure. Learning what he had so far about Zarkon and how the Galra Empire came about, he was pretty sure that was going to be the case there. They just had to make sure to save the ones that could be saved.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the warning, and he pressed himself harder against their boulder blind for a second before carefully glancing in that direction. He wasn't the marksman of the team, that was for certain, but at least that didn't matter much here. This wasn't exactly life and death... just paintball. He smirked a little and took aim. His form wasn't perfect, and it was clear that sniping wasn't his specialty. Still, he got off a shot once the other person had stopped moving long enough and wasn't hidden behind a million tree branches. He wasn't great, and it definitely wouldn't be a kill shot in an actual war, but he hit his target. Keith knew his strengths and weaknesses, and he had waited for the shot to get easier before even trying.]
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He was pulled from his thoughts by the warning, and he pressed himself harder against their boulder blind for a second before carefully glancing in that direction. He wasn't the marksman of the team, that was for certain, but at least that didn't matter much here. This wasn't exactly life and death... just paintball. He smirked a little and took aim. His form wasn't perfect, and it was clear that sniping wasn't his specialty. Still, he got off a shot once the other person had stopped moving long enough and wasn't hidden behind a million tree branches. He wasn't great, and it definitely wouldn't be a kill shot in an actual war, but he hit his target. Keith knew his strengths and weaknesses, and he had waited for the shot to get easier before even trying.]