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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
2009-05-14 11:45 am UTC (link)

Robin wasn't surprised when the Elf hit the target dead on. He might have been if it had been someone else, but he had seen the prowess with which the man weilded his weapon and knew that he was an expert marksman. He had to laugh at the idea of the elf being worried at losing to a human and he dropped his head slightly.

"I never worried for a second that you would win. I knew it would be the outcome before we even began. You have had much longer to practice." He smiled jovially and held his hand out to the fair haired man. "Well done. Thank you for the challenge." If anything, Robin was a graceful loser. That was not to say that he enjoyed losing, but he could tell when he was bested.

"I would suggest a rematch, but I am certain I would lose that as well, and perhaps not as closely as I lost this one." He smiled and shouldered his bow. "Thanks again, friend Legolas. I think I will go round up some food. I seem to have worked up an appetite." He smiled again and inclined his head. "Good day." With that, he turned and headed in the direction of the faire.

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