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seeley booth (hates_clowns) wrote in wariscoming,

He looked around, it was very much a typical archery range and Booth couldn't help but smirk. He wondered if the idiots had any idea just who was at their little place. He watched archers come and go, thought it was a little strange. Archery in this day in age? Were they really going to carry around a bow and arrow if their lives were at stake? Maybe there was something he was missing. Like maybe it was a good thing for hand eye coordination and that thought made him curious. He began to wonder if that had anything to do with it, and if it would improve his shot with a gun if he could shoot an arrow into the tiny hole, or target, or whatever it was called.

Some people were more "dressed" up then others, some had guards on their hands and wrists, others were just simple hand pieces, he was a little disappointed he didn't see anyone in outlandish medieval wear, what was an archery range without at least one Renaissance geek? He didn't exactly know who he was looking for, he'd seen pictures of Robin Hood and Lady Marian sure, but there were so many stores. He figured his best bet was to move a little closer to the range where he saw a couple with bows and arrows out. "Lady Marian? Robin?" The worst they could say was no, and the longer he just stood around the more out of place he felt, so it was definitely time to start asking around for the legends.