legends- dars
Jan 5, 2014 3:26:22 GMT -5
Post by Nofo on Jan 5, 2014 3:26:22 GMT -5
Adamant Shore
He glared straight ahead and walked over to the ranged weapons in the gym. Adamant pictured his sisters, any and all of them, as the dummy poised in front of him. He found it easier to shoot if he pictured easy prey as the dummy. And sure enough, he drew back and let the arrow fly straight into the dummy's heart. He smiled a self-righteous smile and rolled onto the balls of his feet. Ada had once again proven that the skinny boys could still kick their muscular and toned as-nevermind.
He sat the bow down and smirked at anyone there to watch him. He smiled as if he was trying to say give up now. Because he and everyone else knew there was no showing up a Shore, and especially not Adamant Shore. The sooner they figured that out the better.
He walked away from the equipment and outside to the track. He sat on a bench and walked the idiot tweens run down the track. Ripred, he hoped they wouldn't be the representatives in the 66th Hunger Games. That would be a laugh. He lit a cigarette and tried to bide his time until he could go home without his parents bitching about him leaving training too early.
He sat the bow down and smirked at anyone there to watch him. He smiled as if he was trying to say give up now. Because he and everyone else knew there was no showing up a Shore, and especially not Adamant Shore. The sooner they figured that out the better.
He walked away from the equipment and outside to the track. He sat on a bench and walked the idiot tweens run down the track. Ripred, he hoped they wouldn't be the representatives in the 66th Hunger Games. That would be a laugh. He lit a cigarette and tried to bide his time until he could go home without his parents bitching about him leaving training too early.
