Kyle [ Kyle XY ] (not_an_alien) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-08-14 00:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 08, dug, kyle trager, susan pevensie |
RP: Trajectory
Characters: Kyle, Susan, Dug
Time/Date: Late morning, August 14
Location: outside
Warnings/Rating: None. They are non-swearing innocent characters. XD
Summary: Kyle watches Susan shoot some arrows, then plays fetch with Dug
Status: Complete
River had seemed unusually agitated that morning, and after she'd excused herself to her room (in her way, but Kyle understood), Kyle had been at something of a loss as to what to do with himself. Weekends were always tricky. Sometimes they were the start of unusual weather, or the end of some other phenomenon. This week, he'd heard mention of people in costumes. It didn't make much sense to him, but he hadn't been affected.
The video had gone unseen; he saw the warnings first, and he knew River had watched it. So he knew what was on it, and he didn't want to see it. He was glad it was gone off his devices, and he hoped not to see another like it.
When he saw Susan cutting through the lobby with her bow in hand, Kyle hopped up to follow after her. He knew her, sort of. In the 'I've eaten breakfast with you a couple of times' way. "Hi," he said almost shyly when he'd caught up with her.
Susan glanced back to the boy, and she offered him a little nod. She'd overheard an argument between their self-appointed leaders this morning, and it had made her uneasy ... and it made her hope she never won a lottery. "Hello," she replied, brows lifted as she wondered if he wanted something or if he was just being friendly.
"Are you going to shoot?" he inquired with a gesture to her bow.
Susan nodded slightly. She thought about offering to teach him, but she simply didn't have the patience for that this morning. "Would you like to watch?" she inquired.
Kyle nodded eagerly. "Yes, please." It would give him something to do, and later, he could tell River about the arrows and the targets, and see if she was any calmer at all when he next saw her.
With a curt nod, Susan turned to step out of the hotel. She moved to the space she'd set up for practice, though it wasn't anything remotely like a challenge. Not with that damn line all over the place. Still, she did what she could, and it wouldn't hurt to keep in practice. For all they knew, next week would see the release of more wolves - or worse. But then, maybe next week it would rain cotton candy and there'd be a garden of candy canes growing.
She hated this place.
Once she ensured her targets were set up and steady, Susan moved as far away as she comfortably could, and took aim to shoot. She did glance to Kyle to make sure he was in a safe place before she fitted an arrow to her bow and drew back the string. Letting the arrow launch, she watched as it struck the target a little higher than she'd aimed.
Yes, she definitely needed some practice. Fitting in the next arrow, she took a more careful aim, and drew back to fire.