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Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Amuné was mostly appeased by Norman's reassurance. "I try to be." She looked away. She didn't feel very brave lately. The unknown weapon in its huge box made her take a step back. Most crossbows weren't nearly that big, and she was sure it'd be far too unwieldy for her to use. What was he thinking?! But the thing he showed her was recognizable as a crossbow, and it wasn't so big that she would have trouble using it, she didn't think. At least, not once she knew how. Suddenly she didn't feel so good. This crossbow, it wasn't just for scaring bad things off. Nor was it just for monsters. Could she really try purposefully to hurt someone? Even to kill them? The girl knew sometimes there really wasn't a choice but the idea of actually doing it....

When Gage scooped up the weapon and shot a bolt right through the wall -- and who knew what might've been beyond it?! How could he be so /careless/?! Even a kid like her knew better than to go shooting bows off willy-nilly where someone might get hurt. Wasn't that the first lesson of any sort of weapon? Know what you're using, and don't be careless? And then he threw the thing at her and she had to jump out of the way, yelping in surprise and pain as it clipped her arm and side and then clattered on the ground. "Owww!"

Wyth had been keeping a wary eye on the gruff man, and his girl's noise of pain brought his hackles up. It didn't look deliberate, but all the same he placed himself very deliberately between them.

Amuné devoted a minute to glowering and fussing about the injuries, but eventually she picked the contraption up. It wasn't too heavy, and she thought maybe she saw how the string got pulled back, and how the thing with the bolts would put another one in. It was funny having a bow sideways like that. She'd seen some crossbows before and they always looked silly to her. But there was no point in messing with it to much right then. For one thing, they still weren't in a good place for using it, so she shouldn't, and for another she didn't want to break it by doing the wrong thing. Not to mention she was here to keep Cecil company, so she shouldn't leave until he was done. And she'd meant to go eat after that, not practice right then. She didn't really want to be spending time with Gage and nobody else. Maybe she could convince Cecil to stay too, if the man was set on teaching her now instead of waiting.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

I cannot focus on anything. -.-

Pariah Online | Season One

*actual laughter*

To Dance with the Stars

Of all the bad things that were even remotely possible, Lee had not even thought of this one. Her surroundings slewed about into something totally different, and the entire symphony of background noises changed, everything changed. If he hadn't released her hand so quickly she would have yanked it away, but the woman was still completely disoriented. What?! To the side, she heard Axel cheering, and she briefly wondered why, but it was far more important to reorient herself.

The slack astonishment and bewilderment on her face transitioned briefly to fear, but Lee was too disciplined to let that rule her for very long. Lee lowered her head and took a deep breath to steady herself, taking several long strides away.. She heard another person besides Axel, but even two on one, she should be okay. She was fast, she was certain, and she wasn't about to let a stranger take her...wherever the hell this was. Trivial concerns like how he'd done it were beside the point, but Lee was all too aware that she had no idea where they were, and consequently no idea how to get back.

Shouldn't have trusted some random kid, Lee, she scolded herself as she considered her options. She jammed her hand into her pocket and looped the lanyard of her keys around her hand, settling the keys themselves in her fist. She wouldn't pull it out unless she needed it, but best to be ready. "What did you do." Her words were closer to a statement than a question, and she cast about for any clue as to her location. A building of some kind, the sounds of a park or forest preserve, the smell of cut grass mixed with flowers and mulch from landscaping, the warmth of the sun on her skin....At least the last let her figure out which way was north, but that was very little help. "Where is this? What the /hell/ is going on?!"