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 Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 1:41 pm
This is a large open field in which Hunters can practice their skill with ranged weapons. Targets are set up at varying points and some of them are moving and come up out of nowhere.
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Posted: Sat Jun 08, 2013 1:45 pm
ıllıllı vαℓεяιε мαנσя-∂αυgнтεя σғ тεяρsιcнσяεıllıllı  Valerie was ready. With a deep breath, she reached behind her back and pulling out a lovely bow; the lovely maiden notched an arrow and let it loose. It went through the air with a silent scream, landing in the bulls-eye of the farthest target. Then, with quick succession, Valerie notched at least five more and within a one-minute time range, managed to hit all the targets on the archery field. After hitting the stationary targets, she then retrieved her arrows and stood in the center of the field. Valerie then waited patiently, her gaze everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Suddenly, a target "popped" out of the ground. With an falcon's quickness, Valerie pierced the heart of the target while another started moving to her left. Notching another arrow into her bow, she let the arrow fly with ease and pierced that target with a "thunk". Several more targets followed; some coming up out of nowhere, some moving and some still stationary. As the training progressed, the layout of the targets became more challenging. Probably after twenty-minutes of practice, Valerie took a break and went to her tent for some water. Then, finding a nice shady spot, she placed her bow into her lap and using her other hand, lifted the water bottle up to her mouth. The water was delicious, it tasted crisp and cool, refreshing Valerie for another round. I wonder if anyone else is here? She thought, finishing her water in a few gulps and before she began polishing her bow. ================================================================= ıllıllı нυηтяεss σғ αятεмιs; cσмραηιση σғ вσтн ιssσ αη∂ мүяιs ıllıllı
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 2:48 pm
 CHENOA CHEPI
Ðąʉɠħțєɽ ϕӻ Ħєϼħąєșțʉș │ ζɨєʉțєnąɳț Ħʉɳțєɽ ϕӻ Arțєɱɨș Chenoa had exited the forge. That in itself was quite the miracle. Being a Daughter of Hephaestus, that was the place that she felt most at home. Sure, it was nice serving Lady Artemis. The only thing she had to worry about was being killed in battle, something that nearly happened when she was a mortal, but didn't because the goddess had saved her. Sure, the girl still worried about her twin. Her twin was still a mortal after all.
Being the Lieutenant Hunter, Chenoa knew she shouldn't spend all of her time in the forge. Sure, having a deadly weapon is important, but it wouldn't win a battle if the wielder was incapable of handling it. And so, the girl decided upon the shooting range. After all, the bow was where she was seriously lacking in skill. At least, that's what she thought anyways. She could hit her target, but Chenoa wanted something more. She wanted her shooting to be more flawless, more smooth. She wanted her bow to feel more natural in her hands.
Arriving at the range, Chenoa saw a girl that she figured was new. That, or the two had never had the chance to meet. After all, Chenoa spent a lot of time in the forge. She hardly saw people that had been there as long as she had. She supposed she should get out more. After all, she was supposed to know the other Hunters. Seeing that the girl was sitting on the grass, polishing her bow, the Daughter of Hephaestus approached her. "Hey there," she smiled, sitting down across from her. "I don't think we've met yet. I'm Chenoa, Daughter of Hephaestus, and the Lieutenant," she explained.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 2:56 pm
ıllıllı vαℓεяιε мαנσя-∂αυgнтεя σғ тεяρsιcнσяεıllıllı Valerie looked up as someone sat down next to her. " Chenoa huh? The Lieutenant and daughter of Hephaestus? Nice to meet you. I'm Valerie Major, Daughter of Terpsichore and a newcomer." Smiling at that last bit, Valerie stared at Chenoa. " So, what should I call you by? Lieutenant, Chenoa, Lieutenant Chenoa or just Chenoa?" A smile still on her lips. While waiting for the girl's reply, Valerie moved from her silvery bow to the arrows that were in the, also silver, quiver. With expertise, Valerie made sure each and every arrow shaft was straight and that the fletching of each arrow was perfect. She also checked the arrowheads to make sure they were sharp and pointy... ================================================================= ıllıllı нυηтяεss σғ αятεмιs; cσмραηιση σғ вσтн ιssσ αη∂ мүяιs ıllıllı
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 1:33 pm
CHENOA CHEPI
Ðąʉɠħțєɽ ϕӻ Ħєϼħąєșțʉș │ ζɨєʉțєnąɳț Ħʉɳțєɽ ϕӻ Arțєɱɨș Chenoa watched as the girl checked her quiver. She seemed like such a perfectionist. Not that it was a bad thing. Making sure things were in order. Working in the forges at Camp Half-Blood, the Daughter of Hephaestus had encountered her fair share of them. "Just Chenoa," she smiled.
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 2:29 pm
ıllıllı vαℓεяιε мαנσя-∂αυgнтεя σғ тεяρsιcнσяεıllıllı After Valerie finished with the fletching and the tips of her arrows, she placed them back into the quiver. She also noticed that Chenoa was watching her. Blushing, Valerie gazed into the other's girl eyes. "Sorry, I'm kinda OCD on things that are important to me. It's just a habit that I got from my father. He was always an organized individual." With a half-chuckle at the memory of her father organizing the glasses in the cupboard, at home, according to size ;" So, what are you doing here Chenoa? Wanting to practice some archery?"================================================================= ıllıllı нυηтяεss σғ αятεмιs; cσмραηιση σғ вσтн ιssσ αη∂ мүяιs ıllıllı
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