knowing a trifle about everything

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In the time since Zhuge had arrived on the island, he'd managed to learn a great deal in a number of subjects. Language had, of course, been his very first priority upon discovering the magical bookshelf in the rec room, which was handy in supplying countless dictionaries and other aids for his perusal. Though he wasn't a great fan of limiting

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One of Sonya's hobbies on the island was collecting plants and drying them in the second room of her and Hanzo's hut. It started out as a way to look up edible plants incase of an emergency, but when she found out about the lab and clinic in the compound, it became a way for her to keep track of the medicinal plants as well. She'd recently found a good source of mas cotek, which when dried could help in joint pain and nausea-one of the wonder plants as far as she was concerned

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Zhuge's senses were immediately piqued when he heard someone approaching from a distance, although he continued to stare straight on ahead at her target until his round of arrows was finished, at which point his gaze traveled over as well. He remembered the blonde clearly from his first day on the island, nodding lightly in acknowledgment as he bent down to pick up another ten arrows, leaning against a tree behind her to peer at the build and material of the arrows.

"Thank you," he smiled faintly, appreciative of her compliment. Truth be told, he wasn't about to be personally satisfied with the weapon until it successfully landed arrows in the target with every shot, but that didn't mean he couldn't take encouragement when it was given. Pulling a small knife out from his woodworking kit, he sharpened the arrows more, preparing for another round.

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Max, as usual since his previous human's disappearence, seemed to linger at Sonya's side, though in his own way he was just as curious about the arrows. His current human used similar sticks to catch bore on occasion.

She set her supplies down and walked over.

"May I?" She held out her hand to some of the arrows. She also noticed that not all of them made it into the target, and thought she could be of help to improve them. Well, that and she was fascinated with the weapon in general. She'd read some historical documents of 'rapid firing crossbows' before, but this was the first time she'd seen one personally. Her own long bow was nice for boar hunting and arm strengthening, but the practicality of such a creation wasn't lost on her.

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Zhuge knew not to be offended by the fact that the woman had reached out for his weapons, a liberty that most in his own country would never have taken, even if they were masters at crafting weapons. Such liberties were always a matter of class and position, Zhuge's recent promotion putting him toward the top. The thing was, though, that on the island, such a hierarchy didn't seem to exist. Still, this woman was bolder than even most of the island residents Zhuge had come across, and he wasn't sure how to feel about that, his expression remaining neutral as he tried to decide how much freedom to give her with his weapons.

Finally, he nodded. The crossbow itself, Zhuge kept close to his person, but if she wanted a couple of arrows to herself, Zhuge figured that they could be replaced well enough in time.