Archery Workshop #4, 6/13, Danger Shop, Afternoon

[deadly_little]

The setup should be starting to look kind of familiar to the students by now. Grass, sun, bows, arrows, targets. However, this week, the targets are somewhat smaller than they were the week before. Not absurdly small, just smaller.

Miho is sitting in a lounge chair under a shade umbrella, where she can watch all of her students, hopefully without getting shot. The sign-in sheet is on a card table next to her, along with a plate of doughnuts and a pitcher of somewhat sour lemonade with a stack of plastic cups.

On the portable blackboard is this message to the students: Shoot things. Not each other. Good luck! with a big smiley face drawn under it.

The ninja is in a disturbingly good mood, it would seem.

Comments

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[demonbelthazor]

"There's all kind of different races," Bel said. "But most upper level demons, yeah, they look like this, sometimes with different colors and markings. Only they all bleed green, not red, like me, even in human form."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Taking mental notes in case it comes up again, Parker said, "If you want help, later, just yell. I can ask get a note from a teacher and ask Rory to let me into Special Collections to research it."




[ooc: don't worry, won't happen, just suggesting it.]

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[demonbelthazor]

"Thanks," Bel said. He sighed. "Hopefully this will just wear off or...something. If it's permanent I don't know what I'll do."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked, and looked wary. And didn't mention what *she* might have to do in that case. "Let's keep our fingers crossed, then."