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Legolas (princegreenleaf) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-04-06 20:41:00

Entry tags:

complete, day five, legolas greenleaf, robin of locksley

WHO: Legolas Greenleaf and Robin of Locksley
WHAT: Archery competition
WHEN: Day 5, afternoon
WHERE: The archery range, I should think
WARNINGS: PG? If that?
STATUS: Complete

He'd almost forgotten, in the excitement of the ball and everything, that he was supposed to have a competition with Robin. He got up from the deep state of elven reverie that served as his sleep, and got ready to go out. It was only as he was thinking about his day, planning it out, that he remembered. He'd half-planned to search out Giselle, but it would be fun to practice his archery, as well. And the redheaded girl was confusing him a bit, really. She didn't behave as he expected her to.

So, perhaps it wasn't bad that he had a day to step back and examine the situation. And, of course, archery made anything better, as far as he was concerned. Though it was a tool to be practiced, and used only at need, he did take satisfaction from it. It would be a good distraction. As he stepped outside, the warm air made him smile a little.

First, food, but he was soon off to the archery range. He and Robin had made arrangements as to time and place, but Legolas was there a little early. Wandering around while waiting, he surveyed the site. It was really, really good. As well as the typical bulls-eye targets, of which there were several, there were also many other things to shoot at. Stuffed dummies of all sizes, wooden posts, and even cans and bottles. Legolas looked at these things curiously. Metal and wood were much more common where he was from, and he'd never seen anything quite like it.

So, there was plenty for him to amuse himself with on the range, as he waited for the human archer to arrive. There was a rack of bows, too, and somehow, he wasn't sure it would be fair to use the Bow of Galadriel, which was magical. It gave him an unfair edge, not being part of his natural talent. So he occupied himself for many moments, simply pulling down bows, testing their pull, and then putting them back on the rack again.

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princegreenleaf
2009-04-09 11:11 pm UTC (link)

Legolas turned around as he was hailed, holding the bow of his choice, and waved with his free hand. "Hail, friend Robin! It is a good day for an archery competition." He raised the bow he had chosen. "I did not wish to beat you unfairly, so I use a bow that our gracious King provided." He made a face, because though the bow was perfectly servicable, it wasn't nearly as good as his.

He walked toward the human, moving gracefully, and then turned to survey the archery range once more while standing beside him. "There are many ways we can do this, I think. Many targets to hit." He was excited, glad to be out. The air was warm, smelled fresh, and it was a nice day. Not too much wind, which would take that factor out of the equation.

"How is this done in your world, my friend?" He turned back to the other archer, eyebrow raised quizzically. "It looks like the moving targets are the most difficult." A bullseye on wheels along a track, obviously meant to slide along it to make the job of shooting it harder.

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