He allowed the correction of his stance, the adjustment of his posture, and was rewarded with another strong hit in spite of the increased distance. He grinned, offering Evie a congratulatory whistle as her arrow struck true, and nodded, suitably impressed, with Oliver's strike as well. The three of them were becoming regular deadeye's, it would seem, but Weaver's earlier warning about her lack of skill with the bow finally showed itself to be true, and he winced sympathetically as the arrow slipped down instead of soaring across.
Deimos was best equipped to handle that instruction, however, and since no blood was shed the bard waited patiently for what would come next. When the General revealed his dastardly plan both silver brows arched and Jigano chuckled. "Making sure not to let the early successes go to our heads?" he teased, considering the difficulty of hitting a moving target. Still, he'd been practicing with the crossbow for a reason, and now was the time to see how well those hours would pay off.
While the others prepared themselves, he exhaled and shifted his weight, resetting the crossbow's string but not yet loading it until he gave Deimos the signal to toss. Then he reached for his quiver, pulling the bolt out in a fluid motion and settling it into the channel as he raised the stock to his shoulder and sighted down its length, pulling the trigger to try and hit the stuffed rat that was falling to its doom a little ways away.
Deimos was best equipped to handle that instruction, however, and since no blood was shed the bard waited patiently for what would come next. When the General revealed his dastardly plan both silver brows arched and Jigano chuckled. "Making sure not to let the early successes go to our heads?" he teased, considering the difficulty of hitting a moving target. Still, he'd been practicing with the crossbow for a reason, and now was the time to see how well those hours would pay off.
While the others prepared themselves, he exhaled and shifted his weight, resetting the crossbow's string but not yet loading it until he gave Deimos the signal to toss. Then he reached for his quiver, pulling the bolt out in a fluid motion and settling it into the channel as he raised the stock to his shoulder and sighted down its length, pulling the trigger to try and hit the stuffed rat that was falling to its doom a little ways away.
