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

[likethegun]

"I don't have a demon sense, but if I had one, I'm starting to get the feeling that it would be going off." His grip on his bow tightened a little. "Who are you?"

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[demonbelthazor]

"Don't even think of using that on me," Bel snarled, not in the mood to deal. "It's Bel. This is my demon form. You might have to get used to it."

Okay, so he wasn't being very diplomatic, but his temper had been building all day after being stuck like this.