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[memlost]

[An upbeat male voice comes on:]

Hey, it's Morgan! If you were expecting a girl, you picked the wrong picture. If not, then congratulations! But sorry too, because this means I've missed you. Leave a message!

[Beep.]

(( ooc: feel free to use this for face-to-face interactions as well! just leave a date and voice/action/etc. in the header. ))

Comments

[memlost]

Definitely! She may lack confidence, but when she puts her all into something, she can't be beat. Have you ever seen her at the bow and arrow?

[ let him gush ]

[occute]

Bow and arrow...? You don't mean that she's a soldier like you, Morgan?

[ it's the first she's heard of it! She supposes she shouldn't be surprised, but Noire seemed so slight and shy that it's hard to picture. ]

[memlost]

Mm-hm. She's one of the best archers you'll ever meet! Did you know? We're part of the same army -- the Shepherds. Not the exact same army since we're from different timelines, but... you get the idea.

[occute]

Ah, really? That's amazing! I wish that I knew how to use something like that...

[ well, sort of. It's more like the idea of being able to defend the people she loves is appealing than actually using a weapon. ]

[memlost]

Hey, if you want to give it a spin, I just so happen to have a bow you can try out!

[ It's a perfect weapon for her, too... HE IS WARM TO THIS IDEA. ]

[occute]

R-really?

[ morgan why do you have that... but she doesn't seem adverse to the idea, at least. Rather, she looks curious. ]

[memlost]

Really! Let me fetch it.

[ He hops up and vanishes into their room for a quick minute. When he emerges, he sure does have a bow and arrow. The bow itself is of sound craftsmanship even to the untrained eye. ]

[occute]

[ slightly bewildered, she nods, then waits for him to return. When he does - and with an actual bow - she looks as surprised as one might expect. ]

Uwah... I never even noticed that you had something like this, Morgan. Where did you find it?

[memlost]

It was a gift from Noire, as a matter of fact! I think she picked it off a stray enemy.

[ From that one time he fought her and Morgan... whoops but thanks grima. He holds the bow out to Ada, withholding the arrow for now. ]

Give it a feel. This one's got a fair bit of poundage to its pull, but you'll work your way up to it in no time.

[occute]

[ a stray enemy? That's a little gruesome to imagine - and she flinches a little, though she can hardly imagine the delicate Noire hurting someone like that - but she does accept the bow, albeit hesitantly. ]

O... Okay. I'll try...!

[ and, holding the bow vertically, she does indeed try, wrapping slender fingers around the bowstring and pulling. Or... trying to pull.

As it turns out, serious bows are pretty hard to draw. Ada, who's been raised in soft, cushy surroundings and never lifted anything much heavier than cat litter, can't pull it very far. ] Hn... I-it's really hard...!

[memlost]

[ While she's giving that a go, he grabs the teapot from the stove, sets it on the table, and sticks the teabag in. ]

It's certainly harder than it looks! But far from impossible. If Noire can do it, there's no reason why you can't!

[ Eventually. Very eventually. ]

lewd!!!

[occute]

[ thank you, Morgan, she's so distracted with this sudden and unexpected archery business that she'd forgotten about it. She's still huffing and puffing trying to pull back the string as he does so. After a moment or two, however, she gives up, sighing heavy and letting her hand drop away. ]

N-no, I can't... Noire must be really strong! She looked so delicate, too...

i'm quite sure i have no idea what you're referring to

[memlost]

Aw, you're not giving yourself enough credit. I was pretty awful at archery when I was starting out too! And Noire probably had to work at it for ages to get to her level. When she has a mind to get something done, she never lets up.

[occute]

[ do you mean level 20?? ]

I see... But that only makes her stronger, I think. [ a pause as she looks at the bow in her hand again, then over to Morgan. ] Can you pull it?

[memlost]

[ lvl 20 sniper up in the hizzouse ]

Sure. Wanna see?

[ Though he will need his bow back. In theory just sayin'. ]

[occute]

Okay...!

[ giving it to him now! Wow her with your manly strength, Morgan. ]

Where I'm from, we don't really use bows like this anymore... It's the first time I've held one.

[memlost]

[ He nocks his arrow to the string and glances at her curiously before drawing it back easily, aiming at the door to their room. ]

No kidding? Then what do you use instead?

[occute]

Well, guns, of course, [ she replies simply, watching as he pulls the bow. Goodness, he makes it look easy. Morgan must be really strong, after all... Ada's impressed. ] ... You have magic in your world, I suppose, so you probably don't need them.

[memlost]

Oh, guns...

[ guns

........ advanced from bows?

wait

would everyone in his world have guns someday??

.

get it together man ]

I see! Though... from what I've seen, guns are a lot more efficient than our tome magic.

[occute]

H-huh? That can't be...! Magic is so amazing!

[ AND WAY COOLER THAN GUNS, don't say such a terrible thing ]

[memlost]

It is! I love magic. But you could probably shoot a mage five times over before he could finish his incantation.

[ just sayin' you can kill a lot of people with guns ]

[occute]

[ how morbid... but he does have a point. ]

I... I guess that's true. Somehow, that makes me feel kind of sad...

[ she loves magic, too! Even if it doesn't really exist in her world. ]

[memlost]

[ I guess you could say he ruined the magic for her. ]

A little, right? But there are always the other types of magic that heal or protect that no gun can replace! Unless there are healing guns out there, but I haven't seen 'em yet.

[occute]

[ THANKS A LOT ]

That's true... I hope that it doesn't ever disappear completely. [ then what would she collect. ] ... I'm a little bit jealous of you and Rose. For you, magic is so commonplace.

[memlost]

Magic is pretty great! But it's commonplace for you too now, right? There's more magic here than you can shake a stick at.