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[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Madeline. Hunter as well," she replied.

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Soyala looked surprised. She didnt think a hunter would be so.. so unsure. "Are you new?" she asked.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline shook her head. "I've been here for... a while."

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Soyala puzzled over the fact for a second. "you must have some skill then." she remarked.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline smiled. "Thank you."

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Soyala nodded. "What else is there to do?" she asked, there were too many boys here for here.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline shrugged. "Loads. Too many to list, really. I usually stay by the lake."

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Soyala nodded. "Where are there the least boys?" she asked, she wished they would all go away, they were so much trouble.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline gave her a sympathetic look. "Probably the cabin. Boys aren't that bad..." she added.

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Soyala shot her a look. "Pardon?" she asked. "Did i hear you right?" Soyala was a strick follow of Artemis, and this girl upset her.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline didn't flinch. "I didn't mean it in that sense," she said quietly. "I simply meant that they not all bad."

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Soyala nodded. "You might be right. Might. Just.." she paused. "Dont lose what you already have,"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline shrugged. "You don't have to believe me if you don't want to."

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Soyala shot another arrow. "I dont have your knoledge." even after all these years, she still lived the same ways as her tribe.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((knowledge*))

You have no idea... Madeline thought, staring at the targets.

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((sorry, im know my english isnt 100% yet : ( ))

Soyala looked at her, she seemed confused. "Do you need someone to talk to?" she asked, trying to make herself someuse.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((No, no. It's fine. It's a common mistake... I would know... =) ))

Madeline shook her head. "No, I'm fine."

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Soyala shot again. "Okay." she said. She shoot some more.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline took out yet another arrow. She took aim and fired. She hit the ring just next to the bulls-eye. Madeline let out a frustrated sigh. I'm completely off today...

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Soyala saw the shoot, but didnt say anything.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline jumped over the fence to retrieve the arrow. Focus, she told herself.

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Soyala Shoot three more arrows. She just wanted to back out and hunt.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline walked back over to the other Hunter. She gave her one last look before heading back to the cabin.

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Soyala glance at her as she walked back, she hasent met a hunter that differnt before, maybe she was too strict, she poundered the thought.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline once more headed down to the Archery Range, more exauhsted than the time before.

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Soyala looked at her. She felt sympothy for the girl.
"What happened?"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

"Nothing," Madeline replied quickly. "I just had a bad dream."

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Soyala nodded, tho she didnt believe her. she slung her bow around her back. "I better get back to the cabin." she said and started that way.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline simply nodded. She walked up to the fence and picked up her bow.

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Soyala went to the cabin.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline ran her fingers along the fence, deep in thought.

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Soyala worked on finding her way back to the archery range, she thought she was close.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline picked up an arrow and drew it back.

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Soyala finally found the archery range. "What is happening!" she said. "There all sick!"

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((sorries!!))

Madeline lowered her bow. "I don't know," she said quietly.

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((no problem thats okay!))

Soyala nodded, looking at the ground.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline once more raised her bow and fired. The arrow sliced through the air, landing dead center.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Madeline coughed quietly before picking up another arrow.

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Soyala looked at her. "Were getting sick arnt we?" she asked.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((did you read the Mess Hall RP? If you didn't, then you should at least read the first few posts of page 5))

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((okay thnx,))

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((oh i see now.))

"you are sick." she said with sudden realization. "You should get rest." she said with concern.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

((no prob))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Caspar picked up a random yew arrow, testing it for strength. He had to physically restrain himself from stretching it too much for fear of breaking it.
That's how pissed off he was. And gods know what an angry son of the wine god can do.
Or maybe they don't.
Pulling back the string so it was well beyond his ear, Caspar held it there, enjoying the feeling of his strength being challenged by the bending wood. However, as soon as he was about to let go, the bow suddenly snapped in two, the pieces falling to his feet.
Caspar stared dismally at the broken bow in front of him. When some alcoholics tended to get inhumanly strong while drunk, Caspar got inhumanly strong while mad.
But now, his strength spent, he was just sad. Sad and lonely.
Caspar plopped down to a sitting position, fingering the broken pieces of bow and arrow forlornly. Was he a hypocrite for wanting so badly to go on that quest, and yet, not allowing anyone he cared about to accompagny him? He sighed deeply. If, indeed, Chiron and his father thought him 'ready'. More than fifteen years of training and he wasn't ready.
Anger coursed through his veins again. Caspar spent the next hour and a half shooting arrow after arrow in the targets, imagining all of them to have his father's face. Each one hit their mark with a satisfying thunk, embedding into the targets until they showed through the other end.

[Ariel]

Helena walked up quietly, not wanting to disturb the boy shooting, she didnt say a word. She thought she'd like it here, but she had been thinking. What if this was just her father's way of getting rid of her? Shivering, she picked up an arrow and shot it. This time, it hit its mark. She shot again and split the other arrow. She muttered a quiet "Thanks" to her aunt and continued to shoot the arrows.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Caspar paused momentarily, looking at the slender girl who had made her way on the course. He didn't say hello-- he wasn't in his customary, outgoing mood. The targets loomed ahead, inviting him to demolish them all with his aim.

[Ariel]

Feeling better and better with each arrow she shot, she set another arrow into position, then looked out of the corner of her eye to see the boy next to her. He looked upset. Concerned, she stopped and turned to him. "Are you okay?"

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Caspar jumped, startled, his arrow going widely off the mark. He lowered his bow, studying the girl. "I don't really know," he said in his low voice, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "Thanks for asking, I guess." He gave the girl a tight but genuine smile, turning back to his target.

[Ariel]

Smiling, she said, "Im Helena."

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Caspar nodded, letting loose his fourty-second arrow. "Caspar van der Lewsen," he said easily, his eyes not straying from the target.