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[untameimpala]

Who: Dean, and other participants in the competition
What: marksmanship competition!
Where: the archery range
When: backdated to March 8
Warnings: violence against innocent targets?

There are targets all set up at different intervals, and more waiting by the sidelines. It's come to Dean's attention that certain parties may end up being a little on the destructive side for this competition, so he wants to be prepared. Not to mention there are apparently going to be some other showboats coming out this afternoon.

Dean would like them all to bring it.

This being his own competition, he steps up to the plate first, gun in hand. There are very few misses, and most of his shots are tightly clustered on the targets. Beat that, Apollo cabin.

Comments

[untameimpala]

No one likes a showoff, Enjolras. All Dean wanted was a simple competition, and here you jerks are making it all about you and trying to show off. Douchebags. It's not like he was issuing a personal challenges to the lot of you, for crying out loud. It was supposed to be in good fun.

And who even makes a star? How cheesy is that?

"Oh, I get it," he says, pointing to the target with an eyebrow raised. "You're a star, right?" Gay.

[weneedasign]

No one said you couldn't show off too, Dean. Besides, it's fun to try new tricks.

"No." He holsters the weapon, turning to look at Dean with a raised eyebrow. "Charlie asked if I could make a star, so I gave it a try."