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halfbloodhill_logs2014-03-10 10:38 pm
untameimpala) wrote in halfbloodhill_logs2014-03-10 10:38 pm
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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.
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.
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But he really, really wanted to stick it to Dean, too. It's kind of fun, toying with him. So he raided the armory the other day and took a few bronze throwing knives out, just for the sake of the competition.
Gabriel approaches the target with little finesse, just pulling out the daggers one by one. He's not using his favorite knife for this - doesn't want anything to happen to it if it leaves his hand. One after another, he smirks and chucks them at the board. The first few don't land near the center, of course - he's not blessed with this sort of aim - but he starts warming up, and even though he doesn't hit the bulls-eye, they get pretty close to it by the end.