[ George watches carefully and when she's done traces the arrow was his fingers to check for himself. ]
Wouldn't want to damage this place any more, yes.
[ With the crossbow now prepared, he steps forward to point it at the shooting range. It takes a few shifts around until he feels the way he's holding it is actually balanced. The grip around the shaft comes naturally, but the weight difference is jarring for the first moment.
For a while he's silent, aiming... aiming...... He releases the arrow without warning and...... ah, well.
It hit the target generally speaking, but bulls-eye is something else entirely. ]
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Wouldn't want to damage this place any more, yes.
[ With the crossbow now prepared, he steps forward to point it at the shooting range. It takes a few shifts around until he feels the way he's holding it is actually balanced. The grip around the shaft comes naturally, but the weight difference is jarring for the first moment.
For a while he's silent, aiming... aiming...... He releases the arrow without warning and...... ah, well.
It hit the target generally speaking, but bulls-eye is something else entirely. ]
Tch.