"...Thanks," he accepted Darkeye's compliment warily, uncertain what to think of the little old man.
Tal took the nudge with a deflated grumbling, but Maeve was starting to remind him enough of Hotaru that it was more for show than anything else. His fingers tapped a restless, silent rhythm against his thigh as he watched Darkeye in between sneaking glances over at Boreal to make sure she wasn't doing anything he'd have to repair later.
The last task had him just looking at Maeve like she was crazy. "You're kidding, right? We can barely hit the targets..." But he sighed and took the whip, eyeing the branch with a scowl. He tried to repeat how he'd swung his arm at the target dummy, but trying to angle upwards instead put him at a disadvantage. The whip tangled in some higher branches and several leafy fronds burst into flame as Tal hastily jerked the whip back down again.
Blushing furiously he tried again, correcting his aim and this time managing to get it wrapped around the right branch. He made a half-hearted jump and swung a short distance before struggling to free the firmly-wrapped whip from the tree.
It was with palpable relief that he handed the weapon off toDarkeye. "Good luck," he offered, before going to stand beside Maeve.
Tal's first try fails, but his second goes better! Might need to put that tree out after we're done, though...
Tal took the nudge with a deflated grumbling, but Maeve was starting to remind him enough of Hotaru that it was more for show than anything else. His fingers tapped a restless, silent rhythm against his thigh as he watched Darkeye in between sneaking glances over at Boreal to make sure she wasn't doing anything he'd have to repair later.
The last task had him just looking at Maeve like she was crazy. "You're kidding, right? We can barely hit the targets..." But he sighed and took the whip, eyeing the branch with a scowl. He tried to repeat how he'd swung his arm at the target dummy, but trying to angle upwards instead put him at a disadvantage. The whip tangled in some higher branches and several leafy fronds burst into flame as Tal hastily jerked the whip back down again.
Blushing furiously he tried again, correcting his aim and this time managing to get it wrapped around the right branch. He made a half-hearted jump and swung a short distance before struggling to free the firmly-wrapped whip from the tree.
It was with palpable relief that he handed the weapon off to
Tal's first try fails, but his second goes better! Might need to put that tree out after we're done, though...
