[Fran's watching her, though from the comfort of the roof of the shooting range's clubhouse. She sits at the end, long legs dangling down, her own bow slung over her shoulder. She's been silent, up until now.]
[and... Yukari absolutely did not notice her until now. She starts at the voice and turns around... looking maybe a little peeved for a second. But that expression is replaced with surprise at the fact that... a giant bunny girl just talked to her? what is going on...]
An unsteady heart makes for unsteady arrows.
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I guess you could say that.
Were you... here the whole time?
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[She hops off the edge and drops to the ground, almost like it's nothing effortless.]
I hope I have not frightened you.
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[she'll also be eying that bow] Your bow looks nice... like it's well made.
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The woodwardens make the bow and the javelin their most prized possession.
I have seen few hume girls take up the bow.
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So... not to be rude, but you're obviously not human. What are you?
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I am a viera. My name is Fran.
As for your bow... you would do well practicing on a moving target.
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That would be way more helpful. Do you have any suggestions?
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Do you hunt?
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