16.Jul.12, 02:58 AM
Well, S'kef wasn't one to lie for someone else's benefit. "I'm afraid so," he said, matter of fact though not necessarily cross. "It's just as well, if you need practice shooting. By the time you've practiced enough to consistently make good shots, she'll probably be able to fly, so this won't be a problem again."
Ugh, that came out wrong. He glowered a moment, then decided to go ahead and laugh at himself. He actually had a deceptively nice smile, though he rarely showed it to anyone but Jai.
"...That came out wrong, Miss Jada. I'm not insulting you, I'm just being honest. I don't doubt that you can do it, but it takes a young man with a strong arm considerable practice to make consistent, good shots. With your injury, it will take some time." He wouldn't apologize for telling the truth, but he did give her a reassuring nod. In his mind, a young lady in her position had no business hunting. Miss Jada needed to be doing more important things. But, it looked like it would help her recover from her injury, and that was reason enough.
He watched as she lined up her shot. A flicker of a smile reappeared as it looked like she was going t-....no, nevermind.
The brownrider bit his lip. "Nice try," he said, watching as she growled. He bent down to pick up the arrow for her. He graciously returned it. "Not bad, Miss Jada. Most have a hard time even pulling the string back the first time." He dropped his own weapon to help her line up her shot. "Now, give it another shot. Hold it with just these fingers if you can, and exhale right before firing...hold it steady, there you go."
"Now let it fly."
He demonstrated, quickly drawing his bow back and taking a shot. Shards, it didn't hit the tree dead center! It was a few inches to the right. The brownrider shrugged.
Ugh, that came out wrong. He glowered a moment, then decided to go ahead and laugh at himself. He actually had a deceptively nice smile, though he rarely showed it to anyone but Jai.
"...That came out wrong, Miss Jada. I'm not insulting you, I'm just being honest. I don't doubt that you can do it, but it takes a young man with a strong arm considerable practice to make consistent, good shots. With your injury, it will take some time." He wouldn't apologize for telling the truth, but he did give her a reassuring nod. In his mind, a young lady in her position had no business hunting. Miss Jada needed to be doing more important things. But, it looked like it would help her recover from her injury, and that was reason enough.
He watched as she lined up her shot. A flicker of a smile reappeared as it looked like she was going t-....no, nevermind.
The brownrider bit his lip. "Nice try," he said, watching as she growled. He bent down to pick up the arrow for her. He graciously returned it. "Not bad, Miss Jada. Most have a hard time even pulling the string back the first time." He dropped his own weapon to help her line up her shot. "Now, give it another shot. Hold it with just these fingers if you can, and exhale right before firing...hold it steady, there you go."
"Now let it fly."
He demonstrated, quickly drawing his bow back and taking a shot. Shards, it didn't hit the tree dead center! It was a few inches to the right. The brownrider shrugged.