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Legolas (princegreenleaf) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-09-05 18:20:00

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complete, day 14, legolas greenleaf, susan pevensie

Day Fourteen
Who: Legolas and Susan
What: Friendly archery contest
When: Day 14, after lunch with Haruka and Michiru
Where: Somewhere outside? With, um, an archery range? The Planet can make that happen, right?
Rating: I doubt this would go above a PG, if that.
Status: Complete

Lunch was over, and Legolas had another appointment today. He hadn't forgotten his promise to the young human queen, Susan. When he'd met her and introduced her to Mirage, he'd suggested that they see who was better with the bow. Nothing really serious, of course. A fun, light-hearted contest, just to see who knew how to handle their bow better.

To some, it might look like Susan had no chance. She was only a child, young even by human standards, and he'd had nearly a thousand years to perfect his skill with the weapon. But he wasn't going to brush her off so lightly. After all, he'd seen the easy, comfortable way that she carried the bow. He wouldn't be surprised if she knew how to use it. Still, chances were good that he was better than her, just because of the experience he had. Still, he thought, it would be an entertaining experience. She would be a challenge.

After lunch, he'd gone back to his room and dressed quickly in an outfit more comfortable and suited to the task at hand. Fancy clothes were all very well and good for lunching, but not for an archery contest. Quickly, he got ready, and then headed for the spot he was to meet Susan. Along the way, he made sure to focus on the contest, so the Planet would provide the necessary targets.

Sure enough, when he got there, all was ready. He would use his own bow, and there were all sorts of things to shoot at. Everything from bullseyes to tin cans to shoot down, and even dummies. The Planet clearly didn't do anything by half measures. He smiled and nodded to himself in satisfaction as he looked around. He couldn't wait for Susan to get here, so they could get started.

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princegreenleaf
2008-09-06 01:55 pm UTC (link)

"I understand, my Queen. There is much I do not speak of, either."

He watched as she took aim, with a slight smile on his face. He'd expected her to do well, yes, but she was exceeding even his expectations. Impressive, for a human. Or even really for anyone, now that he thought about it.

"Back home, there are those I am concerned about. But be of good cheer, Susan. I am sure that it will all work out for your friends in your own world."

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	ladyofnarnia 2008-09-06 10:20 pm UTC (link)
	"Caspian is a noble man so I do not worry about him as much but my family is where my heart does worry. Especially since Lucy is so young" as Susan took aim and sent the arrow flying into the dummy. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

princegreenleaf
2008-09-07 12:18 pm UTC (link)

He listened as she spoke, recognizing her need to talk of home, as they moved from target to target. Finally, he pointed to a tree that was so far away, a human could barely see it, let alone hit it. He could see it better, but it would be a difficult shot, even for him.

"Do you think you can make that shot?"

As he waited for her to decide, he knew it wasn't really fair to expect her to make a shot at a target she could barely see. But his mischievious nature made him at least ask.

"Lucy... who is she? I suppose we all have those we left behind..."

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	ladyofnarnia 2008-09-07 12:42 pm UTC (link)
	"No harm in making a go and Lucy is my younger sister, Peter and Edmund are my brothers" as Susan took aim. She had gotten pretty good at long distance targets while with Caspian and it was coming into play for something beyond warfare. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	princegreenleaf 2008-09-07 01:16 pm UTC (link)
	"I see. You are fortunate, I have no siblings." He watched calmly as she drew back her bow, wondering if she could somehow manage to hit a target she could barely see. He wasn't even completely sure if he could hit it, but like she said, no harm in making a go of it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ladyofnarnia 2008-09-07 08:57 pm UTC (link)
	Susan pretended the target was a far off solider from the battle with Caspian and easily hit the target. "How about you? There must be people from your world you wonder about" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

princegreenleaf
2008-09-07 09:07 pm UTC (link)

He was getting bored. This wasn't actually all that unusual. Of course, if he was hunting something, he would be relentless. But in a case like this, well, a friendly archery competition couldn't keep his full attention for long.

"I grow bored of this, Queen Susan. If I am somehow able to shoot your arrow exactly in half, I would claim the title of victor. If not, you do. Agreed?"

He squinted, knowing it would be a hard shot. But he was almost sure he could do it. Her question had her turning to her with slightly raised eyebrows.

"Yes, of course. My father, for one. And the fate of the Ring that will plunge my world into eternal darkness if it is not destroyed. The one I would think most on, though, has come here to me. Fortunate for me, but not exactly so for Middle Earth."

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	ladyofnarnia 2008-09-09 01:44 am UTC (link)
	"Sounds fair enough" Susan set her arrow up, happy to have extras stashed back in her room. "But in all fairness we are more than equals as shots, granted with different training and battle experience" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

princegreenleaf
2008-09-09 11:42 am UTC (link)

"Perhaps so. Likely, unless we ever need to go hunting for real in a forest, we will never know. For that is probably the only way I could truly take it seriously."

He looked intently at the arrow she'd shot into the tree, far away. Even his eyes had a hard time picking out the shaft in the tree. But he was, after all, an elf, and eventually located it.

Very slowly, he drew an arrow from his quiver. He was perfectly relaxed. It was, he'd found, the only way to make long shots like this. He set the arrow to the bow and drew it back.

Releasing it, it flew toward the target. He watched calmly as it neared the tree. It was a hard shot. He wouldn't beat himself up if he didn't make it. But he smiled.

Though she probably couldn't see it, her arrow was split exactly in half by his.

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