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]

Comments

[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!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I like your gloves.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

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

You would.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

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

Thank you.

[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?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[arms crossed he watches]

Something else off the list?

[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]

[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.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she smiles and repeats what was already said once before]

I am a credit to my education and upbringing.

Do you enjoy archery?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

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

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

I took no offense in your apparent interest. There is nothing to apologize for.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[laughs]

Yes. That's very obvious.

[pauses]

I think I do. Or did. I'm not sure, I don't think I've actually gotten a chance to find out yet.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[her smile softens somewhat as she reaches down to pull free the other bow. Her gloves mask her most recent scar]

By all means then, now is the time to try.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he takes the bow, his eyes trying not to linger on her covered hands. he holds it a little uncertainly, trying to get a feel for it. he holds it up, aims...and misses the target completely. he isn't sure if this is just being rusty or he really is rubbish, but he can't help but laugh at this.]

That went well.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she laughs, much more naturally now]

It might be because your attention was elsewhere.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Really? Where?

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[she merely rotates her wrist slightly, watching his eyes]