Jake (aimistrue) wrote in commandhq, @ 2018-04-01 14:09:00 |
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Limbo was an old yet familiar facility however Ethan rarely settled if at all, mostly because he was highly aware of the changeable nature of the Regiment. One minute you were there and the next you were gone, it was just a matter of fact. No point in getting hung up on it. This time however he'd been given reassurance that he would be at Limbo for the foreseeable future so he "might as well get settled in" because clearly one look at his room had indicated that he hadn't unpacked. He'd finally accepted that perhaps it would be worth taking a few items out in the interest of personalising his room and so he did but after about ten minutes he was already bored and stopped, attention instead turning to collecting up his bow and arrows and moving in the direction of the shooting range. Nothing was quite as soothing or calming as firing off a few arrows, helped to settle his mind and distance himself from any wayward thoughts that could and would distract him if he wasn't careful. Ethan couldn't afford that. He was a sight to behold at all six foot three clad in dark colours and with a bow and arrow strapped to his back, the same bow that was pulled free as he set up the range with the interest of firing off arrows until he was certain he had a clear mind again. |