✝ IX ✝ -- ACTION
[A somewhat strange sight can be seen on the lawn of 1671 Nelson Street: Mariya is practicing her kyūdō; she had recently regained the most basic necessities for it--a quiver, arrows, and the bow itself--and she is determined to not let her skills rust simply because she is away from school. The head of the archery club is an important position, after all!]
...
[SHWING! goes the arrow through the air, impaling a makeshift target hanging on a tree at a perfectly-measured twenty-eight feet away. The target has at least three other arrows already implanted into it, all sequestered around the immediate center; this last one, however, is off by a few centimeters, eliciting a disappointed sigh. She looks at her fingers and frowns; she did not regain the uniform or, more importantly, the glove to use with the bow. Instead, she wore a pink and black poodle dress with the skirt hemmed up a bit, which, frankly, makes the entire sight weirder.]
Hmph.
[Mariya ignores the slowly appearing bruising on her fingers and continues to fire arrows into the target.
SHWING! SHWING! SHWING!]
...
[SHWING! goes the arrow through the air, impaling a makeshift target hanging on a tree at a perfectly-measured twenty-eight feet away. The target has at least three other arrows already implanted into it, all sequestered around the immediate center; this last one, however, is off by a few centimeters, eliciting a disappointed sigh. She looks at her fingers and frowns; she did not regain the uniform or, more importantly, the glove to use with the bow. Instead, she wore a pink and black poodle dress with the skirt hemmed up a bit, which, frankly, makes the entire sight weirder.]
Hmph.
[Mariya ignores the slowly appearing bruising on her fingers and continues to fire arrows into the target.
SHWING! SHWING! SHWING!]