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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 1:04 pm
*ignores it and arrives at the archery range. goes into a bathroom to change into proper fighting attire for herself, now is wearing tan hide pants and a tank of the same material tied up in the back. grabs a bow and goes to the intermediate range* lets see where i am today... *nics an arrow and pulls it back*
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 1:21 pm
;;an arrow comes from slightly behind her and to the left hitting the third ring;; man im rusty ;; this voice comes from somebody standig about six foot with dark blue eyes and true red hair
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 9:29 pm
*smiles, still holding the longbow's string back, then releases, hitting the bullseye square in the center. turns and smirks at you* i've often practiced here, the targets are too familiar... what i really need to work on are... other things... *tilts head*
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 10:04 pm
;;he raises an eyebrow and what might those be i might be of some assistance ;;he gives a four and a half star smile;;
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 3:36 pm
my horseback archery skills... *smiles as i begin to walk towards the stables with my longbow in hand, picking up my quiver and tying it to my back while walking* y'know, you could really use some practice *arches eyebrow, referring to the targets*
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 1:35 am
yes i do realize this but oh well im a good teachher anyway well usually;;he nocks an arrow aims and steadies and fires, with a thunk the arrow hits home splitting the one she wedged there earlier;;
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 3:42 pm
*opens the stall to a blue roan mare and begins to brush her. starts humming as i let the mare have a thorough grooming before i tack her up. once done, i braid her tail and put a blue bridle and hunting saddle on her. the different shades of blue on the tack made the illusion of the blue roan color seem real. i lead her out of the stall and into the corral. after mounting i begin to warm her up around the corral*
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:38 pm
;;he chuckles a bit and whistles and sits down waiting for something to happen
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Posted: Thu Jun 01, 2006 4:11 pm
*takes the horse over a few small jumps and clears them. then i slow her down and lead her to the corral gate. dismounting, i open the gate and lead her through before closing the gate and remounting. giving a squeeze with my legs, i lead her to the horseback archery range, passing you without a backword glance. but i smile, feeling free on the back of a horse*
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 7:54 pm
;; his own horse leaps into thhe range and he mounts it by jumping upand landing on the saddle making sure to land just right as to not severely injure himself and then he spurs the horse into a gallop as he pulls from a strap at the saddle a daikyu, a bow designed for horseback use and fires at the targets splitting one of his arrows and getting really close to bullseyes on the resthe leaps over the wall and gallantly flies through the air, landing in the next second right in a riverbed, causing him to dismount immediately as his horse continues to get to the other side;;
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 11:58 am
*forgetting the archery concept, rides into a field to just run and feel free. the mare i'm riding jumps over a few bushes in the field and i smile, laughing lightly at the freedom... something i rarely get*
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 11:11 pm
;;he stands up dusts himself off and walks to his horse and remounts ;;
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 3:15 pm
*keeps racing through the fields on the back of my horse*
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 3:16 pm
;he closes his eyes and listens then upon finding her he races there his horse seeming to love the run as much as the chase
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 3:24 pm
*several logs are scattered about the field, making it hard to maneuver, but my horse jumps cleanly over the direct ones in our path*
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