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Post by Kanchana on May 18, 2010 5:23:36 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya. He nodded with shy aproval, slightly impressed by the way it hit the center of the stump. Something in the way she moved, he knew she could do that everytime.
Slowly, he stood, moving closer to her and put his hands over hers and pulling the bow back with to chest height. He lowered his head, so it was beside hers, his lips almost brushing her ear.
"Do it again," he murmered quietly, feeling her muscles flex beneith him.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 18, 2010 5:30:18 GMT -5
Alexa Collins
I chuckled as his hands moved to cover my own easily. He definitely had big hands, not that I cared. Again I drew the arrow back with string and let go. The arrow soared through the air and landed within millimetres of the other arrow.
“I've taught myself to use this. I used to be in an archery club when I was ten, but left that at the age of eleven. Only just gotten back into this about a year ago. When I saw this was up for auction, I knew I had to get it, since I used to envy the actor who got to use it.”
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Post by Kanchana on May 18, 2010 5:37:05 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya. He nodded, taking every single word she said and storing it in his mind. He wouldn't forget a thing her wonderous voice whispered.
Slowly, he let her hands go and stepped backwards quickly to give her some space. He had no idea what he was doing, he had never done a thing so stupid.
"Sorry Miss," he murmered, leaning back against the tree.
He looked at his hands, his large calloused hands, and sighed quietly. Idiot...he cursed himself
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Post by Jenny Night on May 18, 2010 5:40:53 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
"Don't worry about it. You can have a go if you want." I offered him a bow. "Just be careful with it." The bow was worth a lot of money and even more to get fixed, so I could not allow it to be damaged in any way.
The bow was well known from those movies and whenever i turned up at one of the archery places, people always looked at me in surprise when they saw it. Not that I really worried about the true history of the bow and the effect it had on other archery enthusiasts.
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Post by Kanchana on May 18, 2010 5:57:32 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
He smiled slightly, taking the bow lightly from her soft hands. It sat neatly in his hard calloused hands, but still felt natural.
With a graceful, once practised movement, he pulled it up to chest level and sighted the stump. With a quiet twang it left the bow and thumped into the middle of the stump. It actually split her arrow in half and embedded itself into the soft wood behind it.
With a slight smile, he lowered the bow and looked at his hands once more.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 18, 2010 6:05:54 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
My eyes widened as I saw my arrow split in half. I would have to replace that one later. I never left any of my arrows damaged; I liked the green and purple fletching on easy of the arrows. It identified them as my own. Helpful for the few competitions I went in.
I smiled though at him. “Well you’re certainly good at it, like a lot of the people who beat me in contests.” Though I loved my bow, I never used a living target. That was not something I would be capable of. “You would probably be a good hunter with that aim.”
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Post by Kanchana on May 18, 2010 6:13:10 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
"I shall replace it Miss," he said sheepishly, handing her the bow. He shook his head quickly.
"I don't hunt...and I haven't held a bow since I was 9.." he said quietly, the eyes lowering to the ground.
"I...don't really like hurting a live objects," he said and smiled a crocked smile. How odd it must sound, an army General who didn't like to kill.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 18, 2010 6:26:19 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
I raised one eyebrow in surprise. He did not like to kill things yet he was in the army. What the hell? That was a slightly amusing thing for me.
“Don’t worry about it, I can easily get that replace. I make my own arrows. Only because I know how to as I was taught once. Plus that way its cheaper, and they look like they’ve been brought.”
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Post by Kanchana on May 18, 2010 6:33:14 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
He bowed his head and looked around slowly, they were surronded by nothing but trees. The eyes returned to her petite figure and smiled slightly.
"I guess you are wondering about me...well at least why i am in the army..." he sighed, running a hand though his hair "If I don't like to kill things.."
He sat down on the soft grass, his back pushing against the tree and sighed once more.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 18, 2010 6:36:32 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
I smiled at him. “I was wondering about that. It’s not something I have ever heard of before. Then again no one likes killing other people, unless their insane or something.”
That was something I would not like to hear thjough, whether any of those guys were insane.
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Post by Kanchana on May 19, 2010 3:58:12 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
The fingers thummed quietly against his lap, thinking how to explain it to this pretty girl.
"Well, my father was in the army.....he was one of the top generals," he said looking somewhat distant as he spoke.
"My father died when I was 7...my mother died soon after from a broken heart.." he chuckled without humour "Did you know it is possible to die of a broken heart? She was perfectly fine, nothing wrong with her..." he sighed quietly and looked at her.
He looked up, massive shoulders shrugging as he smiled kindly.
"So I guess I owed them something...and though I dislike hurting others I do it for the right reason," he said and smiled, jumping back to his feet.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 19, 2010 4:04:29 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
I thought about that for a few minutes. He was sort of like me. I hated violence, and bloodshed made me faint. That was something that few knew now that I was out of school. “I suppose if you know what’s best you would join them. Same goes if you don’t fear blood.” Like me. He’d never guess though, I hoped. The guy seemed smart though.
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Post by Kanchana on May 20, 2010 2:35:22 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
The eyes roamed her beautifually carved features, pausing to take in the small details. The way the lightly dotted freckles made her shine, the colour her hair looked in the sunlight.
"I have been in the army for a few years...you never see the same level of deadacation anywhere else..." he shook his head sadly. Some of the stories he had heard, learnt or even been apart of could not be understood unless you were there.
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Post by Jenny Night on May 20, 2010 4:03:58 GMT -5
Gem Hawksong
I thought about that for a while. I was not sure really what to think of this guy. He was certainly different to what I was used to seeing in town. I smiled though and carefully packed my bow away again. I did not think I would be able to do any more practicum with him here. He was too cute for me to be able to practice with him around.
"I had a grandfather who once fought in the army. He's dead now though. So i dont really know anything about that sort of thing. I was only three at the time when he died, so I dont really rememebr him."
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Post by Kanchana on May 20, 2010 4:07:34 GMT -5
Auraka. Lamya.
He nodded, shining grey-green orbs following her graceful movements as she packed away the bow. He smiled slightly, as if amused by her.
The foot tapped as he thought, an old annoying habit of his. The mouth opened, then closed, then opened once more.
Yet, not a sound left his maw.
He seemed to glare at himself before speaking lightly, and of course politely.
"Would you like to go for a coffee miss?" he asked quietly, standing partly in the shadows.
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