[7:25 PM] spikethe3rd: January 27th
Versailles stands about 30 paces away from a straw archery target, its rings roughly painted on. He looks from the bow in his hands towards the target, then back down and his bow. He sighs.
Its easy right? Just have to pull it back and let it go.
He takes a deep breath and lifts the bow with his left hand, nocking an arrow with his right. Slowly exhaling, he pulls the arrow back, the bow curving.
He takes another deep breath and rests his hand against his cheek. Closing his left eye he holds his breath for a moment.
He lets go and the arrow flies.
It lands 5 paces short of the target, embedding itself in the dirt.
He lets out another sigh and shakes his head. Everyone else makes it look so easy(edited)
[7:43 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Taking a break from his clandestine delivery missions, Sula rides slowly through the training grounds. Once the exclusive domain of Intetsu's defenders, they now belonged to the ones who had captured it.
"Kwemo, Versa--u?" He rides closer, squinting at the weapon. "What are you holding, there?"
[7:51 PM] spikethe3rd: "Oh, hello Sula. I was just practicing with this bow. It's harder than I thought."
[7:55 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "A bow? But you are a healer...not a hunter..."
[7:56 PM] spikethe3rd: "Ah... yeah" Versailles laughs and rubs the back of his head. "I just want to help out more, you know?"
[8:01 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Ha, yes, of course..." Sula looks to the arrow. "Is this your first time, trying to learn?"
[8:15 PM] spikethe3rd: "Uh... Well, my first session. I've been practicing for about an hour..."
[8:54 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Only an hour." Sula's hand balls up into an encouraging fist. "And the target is only a little further away! Yours is a bright future, Versa-i."
[9:11 PM] spikethe3rd: "Ah... thanks."
should I tell him that I haven't gotten better?
"Do you have any experience with bows? To help me along?"
[9:16 PM] Kwakadoooooo: Sula shakes his head. "A...partner of mine, used bows. Another rider of Khlin. Some Dwabi, too. But I do know that it is a much longer path, than from here..." He traces an invisible line from Versailles' bow, then pointing to the target. "...to here."
[9:47 PM] spikethe3rd: "I see..." Versailles paused for a moment. "Well I'll keep trying, 'No blade is tempered by a cold furnace' after all"
[9:50 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Yes, ha ha, that is the truth." Sula rests a hand on the monk's arm. "Until you let yourself be tempered...bring Kwemo to your whole self...A wish will not be enough, to carry the arrow."
[10:15 PM] spikethe3rd: "No it won't. But I have more than a wish, I have friends to protect."
[10:22 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Om...."
The Dwabi reflects on his own desires.
"....both of us, then. Perhaps it is time for some tempering..." Leaning towards a weapon rack, Sula rides to it, pulling out a decorative bronze naginata - designed with style over substance, but still not much different from the staffs back home.
[10:27 PM] spikethe3rd: "How do you mean?" Versailles eyed the naginata with suspicion.
[10:30 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Just the same as you." Sula tilted it from side to side, getting a feel for the weight. "With practice, we can protect better."
[10:33 PM] spikethe3rd: "Yeah!"
Whew, thought he was gonna challenge me. Those things are heavy.
[10:36 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "It would be madness to have Shimi-e train with a bow, ha...but even alone, a group is a blessing." The Dwabi holds it aloft in one hand now, surprised at how much of a burden it is. "Hoo....but may your path be bright, Versa-i."
[10:41 PM] spikethe3rd: "And may your burdens be light!"
[10:48 PM] Kwakadoooooo: "Ha ha!" Sula and Shimi charge off to joust another archery target.
[10:52 PM] spikethe3rd: Versailles watches them and smiles. He stretches his hand and lifts an arrow from his quiver.
Tempered....
[10:54 PM] Kwakadoooooo: ====END RP====(edited)
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