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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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taylorwade
2009-05-03 10:55 am UTC (link)

Whether or not the elf had hit the center of the bullseye, the arrow would have landed a killing blow and the victim would have perished. Robin was still slightly surprised that the elf hadn't hit his own arrow, however. He knew the elf had skills and he nearly wondered if the elf had done it on purpose. But the idea did not linger. He needed all his wits about him to hit the third target.

The elf was cheery enough about his loss and Robin was having himself a good time. He walked the additional twenty paces away from the last target and drew his bow up. He sighted along the arrow and, though his eyes were excellent, they did not have the same strength as Legolas'. This target was much smaller and even the smallest tip of the arrow could send it wrong. Finally, after taking a steadying breath, he released the arrow.

He listened for the telling "chink" that he had hit the bottle, and it came. He smiled and jogged toward the target, looking it over to see where he had struck it. The small chip that had been taken out of the glass was within the bullseye, but not at the center. Taking note of his mark, he got out of the way. He was sure the elf would not hit him, but he didn't take chances unnecessarily.

He jogged back and waited for the elf to take his turn. "Please, continue friend Legolas." He crossed his arms over his chest and watched the technique of the pointy eared man once more. It was elegant the way the blond shot. As if it were a natural grace and nothing had to be learned. Robin wished that he had even a small part of that.

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princegreenleaf
2009-05-03 02:07 pm UTC (link)

With a sort of inherent patience, the elf waited as Robin took his shot. A slight smile was on his face, and really, he was having a good time. Win, lose, or draw, this was fun. The problem with archery, or any sort of weapons, really, was that it was too often used in deadly earnest, to save lives. This, however, was just for fun, and Legolas appreciated that. It was a nice change. He needed to remember to do this more often.

The arrow flew through the air, and Legolas nodded, easily able to see where it hit. Still a good shot, and he was coming to realize that Robin probably couldn't do otherwise. The human was talented, and he certainly had gotten Legolas' respect. It was odd, but the more time he spent around humans, the more that seemed to be happening. He'd underestimated them, indeed.

"Well done, my friend!" His tone of voice didn't hold even the slightest trace of irony. He waited until Robin got out of the way, and then stood ready. For about a second, perhaps two, he eyed the bottle. It was more time than he'd taken with the previous two, but then, his previous shot had cautioned him. Still, it wasn't long before he lifted his bow and let fly the arrow, all in one smooth, quick motion.

The shot flew true, this time, and if it didn't hit the exact center of the bullseye, it would have been impossible to tell the difference. The chip that flew off the bottle was, as far as even his eye could tell, the middle of the target. Pleased with his shot, he smiled, and then went over to retrieve the bottle. Holding it up for Robin's inspection, he laughed softly.

"I have to admit... I was honestly worried when you hit the second target more readily than I. Well done, my friend. That was an excellent competition."

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