oo20 [ written // action ]
Sep. 7th, 2010 02:27 am( Filtered To Longshot | Locked 80% )
Hey, are you free today?
( /filter )
[ after a certain devastatingly awful conversation, Xion's had a lot to think about in the days following. She's been offered so much different advice by so many people that by now, frankly, she just feels confused and tired. What she could really use is a break -- just some time to think to herself and try and sort it out on her own.
So she turned up at the barracks fairly early this morning, bow in hand, intent on practicing quietly. On doctor's orders, she's got a splint on her arm, and it's making things a little bit harder -- but she plows ahead anyway, steadfastly nocking arrows, pulling back, and letting fly at a target she managed to scrounge up.
She's gotten pretty good.
Feel free to bother the girl with the arm splint and the bow. Just don't get in her way -- she'd prefer not to accidentally shoot anybody today. ]
(ooc; forward-dated a bit to tomorrow morning. like, a sane time of morning.)
Hey, are you free today?
( /filter )
[ after a certain devastatingly awful conversation, Xion's had a lot to think about in the days following. She's been offered so much different advice by so many people that by now, frankly, she just feels confused and tired. What she could really use is a break -- just some time to think to herself and try and sort it out on her own.
So she turned up at the barracks fairly early this morning, bow in hand, intent on practicing quietly. On doctor's orders, she's got a splint on her arm, and it's making things a little bit harder -- but she plows ahead anyway, steadfastly nocking arrows, pulling back, and letting fly at a target she managed to scrounge up.
She's gotten pretty good.
Feel free to bother the girl with the arm splint and the bow. Just don't get in her way -- she'd prefer not to accidentally shoot anybody today. ]
(ooc; forward-dated a bit to tomorrow morning. like, a sane time of morning.)