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]

"Ask anyone around here what happens when I try magic," Bel said sheepishly, as sheepish as he could look in demon form. "I know sorcery but I'm not that good at it yet."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"My Latin can use some work too," Dean admitted.

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[demonbelthazor]

"Latin I know," Bel said. "Badly written Latin is what most of the magic I know is in. It's the primary magical language of the Underworld."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"It's the primary exorcism language too." He smirked slightly. "Maybe that's related."

Re: Talk Amongst Yourselves

[demonbelthazor]

"Makes sense," Bel said. "Using a demon's magic against him and all."