Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24487330-20140828201006/@comment-24487330-20140906152319

Camo withheld his shot as Reina fired off a salvo of bolts in rapid succession, littering her target with a number of hits. Once she had finished, he nocked his arrow to the bowstring and started to draw it back...but Reina asked him a question before he had the chance. Part of him wanted to let it go, seeing as her statement was more of an observation than an inquiry, but then he remembered his captain's advice. Talen had recently been pushing the archer to be more tolerant of others and try harder to make friends, and it wouldn't look good if someone walked in on him having a spat with a member of Team TEAR.

"...Yeah, you could say that," answered Camo, trying as hard as he could to suppress his irritation. "It's something I've picked up through experience. You'd be surprised how quickly you can burn through 25 arrows in the heat of combat...Accuracy is everything when you're a sniper, but doubly so when your resources are limited."

The response might have seemed curt to Reina, but from Camo's perspective, he'd exhibited some decent reservation and courtesy while still keeping his answer short and concise. His contentment might be reflected ever-so-slightly in his outward behavior as he closed his eyes and breathed deep, returning his attention to his second shot. Once he was calm and relaxed, he would pull his missile back, adjust his aim just a tad, and let the arrow fly...