Touya was taking advantage of the weather, which had been pretty nice in his opinion, rain included. He'd wandered out of the city on his own, hoping to maybe find some birds to listen to, because he liked bird songs. What he heard instead was a sound he was somewhat certain he should have known, but couldn't identify. So naturally, he went to see what the sound was.
When he happened across Cassandra, he paused to take in the situation. She as holding a weapon of some sort, pointed at a tree. There was a shaft of wood in the tree already, so that must have caused the noise he heard. Curiosity piqued, he sat down on the grass about twenty feet behind and slightly to the side of her, watching quietly.
As Cassandra leaned over to pick up another arrow, she caught a flash of color in her peripheral vision. For a moment, blinding instinct took hold of her and she froze, her heart becoming uncomfortably loud in her eyes. Slowly, her eyes shifted to the color and she saw a boy. A mage. One of the worldwalkers too. With a tail. That was an especially curious aspect. Nevertheless, her concerns tapered off and she stood up again, turning her head more fully to look at him
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Touya leaned forward to better watch her movements, ears perking forward as well like it would help. When Cassandra drew the string back, he tried to trace the arrow's path with his eyes to see where it would hit. The fact that he wasn''t the one aiming made it really hard though so he had to settle for the obvious conclusion it was the tree.
As far as he could tell, this weapon work like a three-part machine. the main part with the string, the wooden shaft, and the person using it. If anything was missing or wrong about any part, would it still work at all? It didn't seem like it.
Even more curious now, he scooted forward about three feet so he could watch more closely, weighing the odds for whether this woman would let him look at her weapon if he asked.
Cassandra caught sight of his movement forward. She had been correct, it was the bow he was interested in. She felt a slight smile tug at the corners of her lips, but she was very careful not to let it show. She didn't want the boy to know that she was aware of him just yet. A person's observations could very easily be spoiled when the one they were observing became aware of it
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'Tomorrow' was not a particularly specific timeframe. Ianto wasn't too worried about -- Jhelbor was a small city, and he could find Cassandra another day -- but her statement about their similarities had intrigued him, and he hoped their meeting would work out as planned. He was pleased, then, to find her still outside the western wall when he arrived there. He was less pleased that she was armed, but they had at least been managing less hostile interactions as of late. "Hello," he called as soon as she let her current arrow fly.
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Cassandra turned at the sound of his voice. Immediately, her eyebrows jumped up half an inch or so. In all honesty, she had not expected Ianto to come. Interesting. Most interesting. Lowering her bow, she turned to face him fully. The direction of a person's torso always indicated where their true interests lay and hers were decidedly not upon the gnarled tree for the time being.
"I did." Ianto wasn't sure why she looked so surprised. When he said he'd be somewhere, he'd be there. Particularly when there was a puzzle to be solved. Did she think he disliked her that much? Because he didn't dislike her at all, really. He disliked how she made him feel: exposed. But since he'd been reunited with Jack, he'd been exposed anyway. Not much mystery to his personal life any more.
"I'm surprised," she admitted, but she felt no need to expand further upon the sentiment. Instead, she glanced momentarily at his bow, wondering if it made him ill at ease to see her with it. The mad woman with a weapon was probably frightful. She could have had some fun with him, she supposed. But honestly, she didn't particularly feel like it. The fact that he had come was far more entertaining and interesting.
Cassandra held out the bow to him. "Would you care to have a go?" she asked without a trace of irony or sarcasm. "I'm really quite dreadful. I have to base everything I know on what I've seen which is hardly learning at all. To hear is not enough. To see is not enough. In order to understand, one must truly be."
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When he happened across Cassandra, he paused to take in the situation. She as holding a weapon of some sort, pointed at a tree. There was a shaft of wood in the tree already, so that must have caused the noise he heard. Curiosity piqued, he sat down on the grass about twenty feet behind and slightly to the side of her, watching quietly.
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As far as he could tell, this weapon work like a three-part machine. the main part with the string, the wooden shaft, and the person using it. If anything was missing or wrong about any part, would it still work at all? It didn't seem like it.
Even more curious now, he scooted forward about three feet so he could watch more closely, weighing the odds for whether this woman would let him look at her weapon if he asked.
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"You came," she noted.
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Cassandra held out the bow to him. "Would you care to have a go?" she asked without a trace of irony or sarcasm. "I'm really quite dreadful. I have to base everything I know on what I've seen which is hardly learning at all. To hear is not enough. To see is not enough. In order to understand, one must truly be."
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