Straight as an

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[And welcome Reinette again to the Plane.

She is notably more presentable on this occasion, having regained her own clothing and seemingly styled her hair. She is wearing a riding habit, a warm caramel with skirts less full than most would be accustomed to seeing her in.

She holds a bow in her hand, and this time she is wearing her own leather gloves at protection. These are chocolate, they cannot be mistaken for anyone else's.

In the distance sits two targets, while a basket at her feet holds well over a dozen arrows with a fair mixture of red and blue fetching.

Her attempt to discover just how she is altered continuing, Reinette draws back one of the red arrows, and strikes]

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[opiumandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[On the Plane as well, watching Reinette spear targets from a safe distance. That is the way a Lau works.] Oh~ Nice shot!

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she glances briefly behind her towards the sound of the voice, and smiles]

Thank you.

[opiumandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Comes over a bit closer now that she knows he is there]

You're welcome! You're very good at shooting arrows.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she checks her bow, lowering it]

Thank you. It is just the topic I was reassuring myself on.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I like your gloves.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[her eyebrow arches as she pulls back and releases another arrow]

You would.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I do. It's hardly a modal auxiliary verb. Except as an emphatic, I mean. But it's not emphatic. Well, I suppose it is, as I just emphasised it. Hm, all right then, it is a modal auxiliary verb.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[to which she actually checks her bow, bringing it down to her side. She might be smiling.]


Are you feeling well?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Very! Are you?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[an interesting questions earls an extremely banal answer]

Of course.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[arms crossed he watches]

Something else off the list?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[there is a brief tilt of her chin in acknowledgment as she fires yet another arrow]

Indeed.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Going well so far?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I believe so, yes.

I see no discernible alteration to my skill.

[make note of a second bow]

Would you like to try?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

I would think so, judging from what I've seen. You looked quite good.

[eyes the bow and shrugs]

Why not?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hello. Dorothy is standing well back from Reinette and her archery (because she abhors violence) but is watching with obvious interest (because she loves sports). She ought to be eating popcorn, the way she's peering. Also what is it with the plane and well-dressed high-class beautiful ladies? It's starting to give her a complex.]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[Hello Dorothy! Reinette has now seen you and might quite possibly be peering back? Without wishing for popcorn, however]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[OH SNAP RUDENESS NOTICED. Dorothy is going to pretend like she's suddenly very interested in something else now, like a button on her sweater that's coming loose. Now how in the world has that thread come off at such a CONVENIENT TIME??]

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she seems amused]

Oh come then. Please do not retreat now.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

[she freezes.] Ah-- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Watches with fascination] You're good.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she glances to her side]

Thank you. Though it is more the product of education than sheer talent, I believe.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[A smile] you learnt it as a child?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[there is a nod as something in her profile softens]

I did. Amongst a great many other lessons.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

You did a lot of lessons?