SASCHA
"It was my pleasure!" Sascha wholeheartedly said as a reply on the thank you he got again with that outer wordly smile that seamed to come from another world. In a way that was true but not in that sense.
As he got allowed to handle the bow you could see how the happiness within Sascha kept on rising which shouldn't be possible and yet it did. He accepted the quiver and considering how trained he was it fell to place on his back as easy as an adult walked. Deimos ofcourse had no idea yet that Sascha was good with the bow but would see this soon enough. He waited til Deimos was out of the way before he reached back, grabbed one of the arrows to put it in place. His posture was perfect for the bow where he stood straight backed and tightened the shot. Impressivly quick he had let go of the arrow, steady on his hand and it pierced the air as it flew towards the target, landing perfectly in the middle of the target. Sascha was over the moon over being able to shoot again and almost didn't know where to stuff away all the excess happiness he felt. Turning his head with a happy smile towards Deimos again. "This was the only weapon i was ever good at in the military back home.. ohh how i missed it. Sadly a bow alone did not make a solider where i'm from but it have helped me out alot none the less."
As he got allowed to handle the bow you could see how the happiness within Sascha kept on rising which shouldn't be possible and yet it did. He accepted the quiver and considering how trained he was it fell to place on his back as easy as an adult walked. Deimos ofcourse had no idea yet that Sascha was good with the bow but would see this soon enough. He waited til Deimos was out of the way before he reached back, grabbed one of the arrows to put it in place. His posture was perfect for the bow where he stood straight backed and tightened the shot. Impressivly quick he had let go of the arrow, steady on his hand and it pierced the air as it flew towards the target, landing perfectly in the middle of the target. Sascha was over the moon over being able to shoot again and almost didn't know where to stuff away all the excess happiness he felt. Turning his head with a happy smile towards Deimos again. "This was the only weapon i was ever good at in the military back home.. ohh how i missed it. Sadly a bow alone did not make a solider where i'm from but it have helped me out alot none the less."
sanctify yourself
and you will
sanctify society
