Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24487330-20140828201006/@comment-24487330-20140829132759

Bright green eyes flashed and snapped to attention at the sound of a female voice approaching. Camo turned his gaze onto a younger girl with long black hair holding a crossbow. She was new to him, having never spotted her in passing or in his classes, but then again, the archer wasn't known for letting his eyes wander when there was work to be done or a destination to reach. He stood up and faced her as she drew near, as dictated by courtesy, and replied, "Got it in one. Camo Vance...and you are...?"

Whatever her reply, so long as it wasn't hostile, Camo would reach out slightly to shake her hand. After that, supposing that the newly-arrived party had no additional questions or comments to direct at him, he'd turn his gaze onto the clock on the wall and read its information. "Looks like we're still a bit early," he'd think aloud. "May as well do some calibrations..."

Reaching back with his left hand, the older student would remove what appeared to be a folded stick from its place against his quiver. Stepping back to give his new company some space, he'd flick his wrist and cause the limbs of his bow, Flightless Hawk, to unfold and lock into their open positions on their swivel joints. The bowstring would then snap taut into place, and he'd start examining it and the pulleys that formed its cam system to make minor adjustments...