5th Howl [Audio // Open Commentlog]

[wolvesxeyes]

[Sarea doesn't speak when the journal first starts broadcasting, though she obviously meant for it to start as there's a 'thump' as it hits the ground and wolf mumbles something. What sounds like a bow-string being pulled sounds and then the 'twang' of it being released broadcasts before she speaks.]

Does anyone here know anything about archery? If

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[thequeensown]

[Talia remembers you, Rea, and most conviniently she would have replied to this post even if you hadn't asked for her specifically.]

I remember you, Rea and I would be most happy to speak with you... I am also trained in to use of thr traditional bow and the cross bow, so if that helps I'd be more than willing to show you what I can?

Would you like to meet somewhere?

[wolvesxeyes]

Oh?

[Not going to lie, that caught Wolf a bit off guard. It's certainly convenient, though.]

Okay, great. Um... I'm out on the Green, if you want to meet me out here. Or I could meet you somewhere else if you wanted; doesn't matter.

['Twang'. Yeaaaah that missed by a mile.]

And any help with a bow would be awesome; I suck.

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[thequeensown]

[Although she'd kept to a small circle of friends on the Elegante, Talia knew quite a bit about those that held Kevas close. She's trying to do better about reaching out to others now, but it's a process she's trying.

She isn't certain what exactly Sarea wishes to speak about, but she knows the girl had spoken with Kevas after he had been locked into his room a few days ago.]

The Green is more than acceptable, Rea. I shall meet you there shortly.

[There is a tone of good humor before the journal closes and ends transmission. Talia gathers her crossbow and bolts and heads on out to the Green. She didn't have a regular bow, but she could teach Rea with her own if need be.

She makes her way out to the Green, spying Sarea's slightly familiar form shooting at a target. Her lips quirk slightly as she watches for a moment before heading on over.]

The fact that you get the arrow to actually leave the bow is already a step ahead of many.

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[wolvesxeyes]

[Rea figures Talia more or less knows what she wants to talk about, though perhaps not the angle she'll take. Wolf's still feeling really nervous about the encounter, anyways. From what she's seen of Talia, she's very regal and well-mannered. Everything Rea is not.]

Sounds good; see you soon.

[Talia's tone takes the edge off of Wolf's nerves at least, but she keeps attempting to hit the target, wanting to distract herself. And though she'd known Talia would be there soon, she'll never admit that the other woman's words startle her somewhat.]

Glad to know I'm not completely incompetent, then.

[Wolf tries to smile, lowering the bow for the moment and fidgeting, tucking a lock of hair that had escaped her ponytail behind her ear.]

My, ah, one brother, Jake, was into archery. I watched him a few times, but never really tried it. I've just been mimicking what I remember. So, uh, any help would be great.

[A weak grin, then wolf sighs. Forget beating around the bush, she'd better just ask]

How bad had his drinking gotten, Talia?

[gift_of_earth]

I know how to use a bow and I may be able to teach you a little of the art.

[wolvesxeyes]

Any and all help would be awesome. I have no idea what I'm doing.

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[notpredictable]

Miss James.

It is a pleasure to hear your dulcet tones coming through this contraption.

[Grump grump grump.]

So glad that I finally graced your memory banks.

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[wolvesxeyes]

Hey, at least I did remember.

[Woah he sounds grumpier then usual, what on earth.]

Y'alright? Y'sound grumpier then usual.

[Blunt wolf is blunt]

Anyways, did you still need help with whatever?

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[notpredictable]

Two brownie points awarded to you, then.

[Don’t mind him, he’s just irritated he got blown off by Odette and now he’s going to have to go do dishes in order to get more material from Rem.]

I am not grumpy. I’m…disgruntled.

It is not, however, through any fault of your own. [He’s pissy with other people. Not her.]

…Yes. I did. Do.

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[wolvesxeyes]

[Even though she loves to bother him, he's sounding distinctly different then when she does so. This worries Wolf, somewhat.]

May I ask why? If you'd rather not say, eh, up t'you, but sometimes venting helps.

[She would know.]

Kay. Want me to meet you somewhere?