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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]princegreenleaf
2009-04-21 05:58 pm UTC (link)
The elf watched carefully as Robin drew back the string and let the arrow fly. He had to nod in approval, as the shot flew straight to the exact center of the target. It was a beautiful shot, and he knew that even many elves couldn't do that completely consistantly. This human was talented indeed, and Legolas had no problem admitting that.

"This contest may yet surprise us!" He grinned at the human, and then shifted just a tiny bit so that he was shooting from the same angle and place that Robin had. He wanted this to be as equal as possible. Once there, he drew an arrow and shot it, without even appearing to aim. The bow twanged, and the arrow flew, and just as Robin had figured, the blue arrow split the red exactly in half.

"You know, I am a little surprised. It is not an easy thing to do that." And it wasn't. About half the time, the metal arrowhead of the arrow he was trying to split in two deflected his arrow, and ruined the shot. He had taken a chance, and it had paid off. He shouldered his bow, and moved on to the next target.

"This one is moving... should I go make it roll along the tracks for you?" He trusted the human's archery skill to the point where he at least figured he wouldn't accidently hit him.

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