[ Petra gets nothing but a wide grin as she turns his own tactic back against him, entirely too pleased by everything about it. After she chooses her next arrow Claude reaches for one of his own with a heavier weight to it to test his luck in this next round.
And as for looking: when she catches him looking Claude doesn't even bother pretending like he was doing anything but just that. Until the time comes to shade the sun from his eyes with his hand holding the arrow to peer at the cactus in question and like this requires serious appraisal. ]
You're right, we'd better take it out immediately! Who know what'll happen if we just leave it out here?
[ As if the cactus is advancing on them or doing anything besides minding its own business out here in the desert, but - it'll be the perfect target for them to use next. While he waits for Petra to finish lining up her shot Claude idly spins the arrow in his grasp. ]
I think I was probably about the same age or thereabouts. My father's close friend is a rather well known general and he was my combat instructor as soon as I was old enough to pick up a weapon. No bows there since my father also taught me back when I was convinced I could also use his even if it was about twice the size of me.
[ And, well. There's a limit to how distracting Claude's willing to be even in a friendly competition so if she's ready to take that shot he'll fall silent. ]
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And as for looking: when she catches him looking Claude doesn't even bother pretending like he was doing anything but just that. Until the time comes to shade the sun from his eyes with his hand holding the arrow to peer at the cactus in question and like this requires serious appraisal. ]
You're right, we'd better take it out immediately! Who know what'll happen if we just leave it out here?
[ As if the cactus is advancing on them or doing anything besides minding its own business out here in the desert, but - it'll be the perfect target for them to use next. While he waits for Petra to finish lining up her shot Claude idly spins the arrow in his grasp. ]
I think I was probably about the same age or thereabouts. My father's close friend is a rather well known general and he was my combat instructor as soon as I was old enough to pick up a weapon. No bows there since my father also taught me back when I was convinced I could also use his even if it was about twice the size of me.
[ And, well. There's a limit to how distracting Claude's willing to be even in a friendly competition so if she's ready to take that shot he'll fall silent. ]