Closed thread for Ivar

[whosthemonsternow]

who: whosthemonsternow  and ragnarsson 
what: Archery nonsense 
when: After clean up
where: Beyond the wall/in the forest
warnings: Cussing probably, maybe mentions of violence? Will tag subjects if this changes

Comments

[whosthemonsternow]

"I'm telling you, Ivar- you might be good, but I've been taking archery and shit since I was knee high!" She brags, never mind his survival was tied to his skill while her's was a hobby. She's still pretty sure she can out archer him.

She has her bow slung over her shoulder with her arrows, dressed in a tee-shirt and jeans, boots leaving prints in the muddy trail as she leads them through the woods to a clearing to do their challenge. Practice. Whatever you want to call it. She has a target with her, not wanting to just jack up some trees for no reason, and a pistol on her hip. Just in case they run into any trouble.

[ragnarsson]

"What? You think I haven't?" Ivar says in a challenging tone. He's been practicing with bow and arrow practically since he was big enough to hold one. Learning to shoot from a sitting down position had been quite a challenge for him, but now he was the best shot out of all his brothers.

He keeps pace with South in his leg braces. They were better for trying to maneuver through the jungle than his usual wheelchair. He's got a bow and arrow that he's found to his liking in the shops in the city slung over his shoulder.

[whosthemonsternow]

"Not saying you haven't, but just don't get too upset when I do better." She replies with her own challenging tone, grinning again and finally getting to the destination.

She puts the target down by a tree, she doubts they'll miss their mark but just in case, there won't be any stray arrows flying around the forest to hit anyone. Probably.