it was heaven a moment ago, i had it, almost
He agrees that she should try the bow again and there’s a small grin that blossoms on her face with the thought of it – slipping the quiver back over her shoulder and handling the bow in a comfortable way as she had done before. “I like that idea, Ronin.” She agrees gently, brightly, content to find something she’s actually halfway decent at – and perhaps there could be an analogy made between the idea of the geometrics of her work versus how a bow works that explains why it’s more comfortable for her.
Regardless, he tells her to shoot at him again and she certainly obliges. The arrow is knocked, and she aims, waiting a second to steady her breath before she lets the arrow fly back toward the shield. It hits again, once more around the edge of the shield – thocking into the wood and hopefully not too deep for Ronin to get hurt by it.
Already, Sera’s prepped another arrow.
Regardless, he tells her to shoot at him again and she certainly obliges. The arrow is knocked, and she aims, waiting a second to steady her breath before she lets the arrow fly back toward the shield. It hits again, once more around the edge of the shield – thocking into the wood and hopefully not too deep for Ronin to get hurt by it.
Already, Sera’s prepped another arrow.
Seraphina
