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

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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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[info]taylorwade
2009-04-20 08:49 am UTC (link)
With a fair amount of what could be called natural talent added to the practice of years, Robin would certainly be a fair match for the elf. But Robin hadn't deluded himself into thinking that he might win the match completely. Although, there was a slight chance. In his world, he was without competition. No one could shoot like he could and he won without any real effort. It was refreshing to know that he might get his ass handed to him by someone else for a change.

"Ah, yes. No wind. It would have been a bit more interesting that way, but the fickle breeze is best left out." He grinned and nodded at the fair haired man. Robin let his own gaze drop to the bow in Legolas' hand. It wasn't the one he'd seen him use the other day and he wondered how much sway his bow would have over the competition. Was it magic? Evidently the elf thought he would have an unfair advantage, so he was using one of the supplied bows. It looked at least workable.

Robin nodded. He liked the idea of shooting from different distances. He didn't have eyesight like the elf, but he was certain that the furthest distance of 70 yards would still be within his range of sight. "I accept." He looked around the practice yard for the targets he wanted to choose and then pointed them out.

"The standard target from 30 yards, the moving dummy from 50 yards and the bottle from 70 yards." There was a paper bullseye on the standard target, a painted one on the chest of the dummy and only a small dot on the bottle. The only way they would be able to check the bottle was with a nick the arrow took out of the glass.

Robin's arrows had white fletching on them, so he chose some red fletched arrows from the nearby rack and added them to his quiver. Different colored arrows would help them determine whose arrow struck where.

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[info]princegreenleaf
2009-04-20 09:04 pm UTC (link)
Legolas nodded in approval at the choices that Robin made. The standard target would be easiest, and from the closest distance. More than anything, it would be a good warm up for the more difficult targets. The moving target was an interesting challenge, especially from slightly further away. Legolas, of course, had shot one of the fell beasts of Mordor right out of the air, and had no problem with moving targets. And the bottle would be most challenging, simply because of it's size. Add to that the challenge of distance, and it made a fair test indeed.

"I shall use the same targets, then, so we may fairly judge who won." He watched as Robin picked out the red arrows, and nodded, not needing to have it explained to him why. He did the same, picking blue ones, and then standing 30 yards from the first target. He had picked the distance out more or less just through long practice, but was sure of himself.

Carefully, he raised the bow and drew it back, testing it's pull, and then nodded. It would do. The king hadn't supplied poor supplies, just average. Once he was convinced of the worth of the bow, he nodded to the human, and gave him a smile. He really was having an amazing time.

"If you would do the honor of going first?" He politely offered, partly because it was courteous, but also partly because he wanted to see how Robin did. He stood still, ready to watch Robin take a shot, or, otherwise, to do so himself if that's what the human wanted.

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