InsaneJournal

WHO: Merida and OPEN
WHAT: Shopping for a new bow
WHEN: Sunday
WHERE: Neil's Creek Guns and Ammo
WARNINGS Merida
STATUS: Open/Ongoing


The events of the past few weeks had totally exhausted Merida. She'd worried about Duncan, and Methos, and the ones who had been kidnapped without knowing what in the world she could do about it. As good as she was with a bow and an arrow, and as tough as she often thought she was, she was entirely incapable of taking care of something like that. It had made her feel weak, and useless, and entirely out of place here.

But she absolutely refused to get mopey. It wasn't going to happen. She liked this place, and she wasn't going to get homesick just because things didn't go her way. That would make her every bit the spoiled princess she'd been before the life-changing time she'd had with her mom being a bear. She liked to think she'd learned from that, and learned a lot.

So instead of burying her head in the sand, she was looking for a new bow. The one she'd bought when she'd arrived here had been cheap and had acted as such. The aim was off, the balance was wrong, and she was afraid that the string was going to snap each time that she pulled it back. It had just seemed so expensive at the time, before she'd gotten used to inflation.

Now she realized that to get a decent bow, she was giong to have to pay for it. And she was willing to. So she was standing at the glass counter, looking at the more expensive bows hanging on the wall behind the cash register. She was examining each one carefully, asking the clerk to take one down so she could hold it and see how it felt, and then another one, and then another one.

She sighed. She couldn't find the exact one she wanted. They didn't have one just like the one she had back home. So she turned to another customer in the store.

"Which one of these do you think fits me best?"