Sword and bow [Xazor]

[Dasquian Belargic]

Dawn had just broken - the most wonderful time of the day. Dasquian stood, one foot propped on a rock, as he look across into the rising sun. On his back he wore a holster, which contained a large amount of arrows. In his right hand, he held a bow, whilst his saber was clipped to his waist.

A smile spread over his lips as he lowered himself down into a seated position on the rocks, waiting for the Garou Jedi Knight to arrive.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor managed to make her way over the large rocks of the hill that her love, Dasquian, found to perch upon this morning. It was beautiful and the sweet smells of the wood filled her lungs as she inhaled the air and softly breathed it out. On her back was strapped her silver sword....and in her hands she carried a large case of arrows and a bow.....which she awkwardly held out to examine as she walked.

Her eyes were directed toward Dasquian as she saw him sit down upon the rocks to wait for her. A smile crossed the Knight's lips as she continued journeying up the side of the hill until she reached him. She grinned and looked across the way at the rising sun.....and then let her full attention fall back upon the one whom she loved with all of her heart.

"Cormamin lindua ele lle."

She said softly, gently lowering herself to sit upon the larger rocks beside her fellow Knight. Xazor set the bow and arrows across her lap and looked down at them nervously.....for she was skilled to a point in the weapon.....but not nearly as good as Dasquian or Marcus. The sword....now that was a different story. That she was very very skilled in and could give many a run for their credits. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw how.....prepared and composed he appeared with the weapon. Hopefully he would teach her a few things.....

[Dasquian Belargic]

"...'Quel amrun, Melamin."

Dasquian smiled as Xazor sat down, leaning in to steal a quick kiss from the Knight before he sat back against the rock, chuckling to himself. His eyes fell onto the bow that Xazor held, and he quirked an eyebrow. His own had been a gift from Kelt upon there first meeting, no doubt Xazor had received hers from Marcus.

Taking in a deep breath, he looked out across the view.

"I thought perhaps we could practice your shot in the woods for a short while, then maybe you could give me some instruction on how to better use a blade?"

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor smiled and gladly returned the kiss......holding onto it for a few seconds longer than Dasquian would have liked. He did not seem to complain though, as he sat back and looked at her. She blushed slightly and the color of her cheeks mirrored that of the rising sun. She shifted her attention to the woods and nodded in reply to his words.

"Indeed.....I would love to practice my shot....and then teach you some things....."

She said softly, looking down at the bow in her hands. It was a gift from Marcus as well.....something he had given her on Trinith when they spent over a month there. It was beautiful.....a type of black wood with engravings in red....words written in Quenya with ivy leaves carved around them.....weaving and winding themselves over the soft wood of the weapon. She smiled and ran her hand over the words.....knowing what they said and repeating it in her mind, "By life or death I shall protect you...." she said in her mind again. Her attention was diverted back to Dasquian....wondering when they would set off.....

[Dasquian Belargic]

He began walking and motioned for Xazor to follow. The route they took lead them into a medium sized clearing of thin-trunked trees. Dasquian wandered about for a bit before finding a good spot, where they had a 45 foot distance between themselves and the actual tree. The path between the two was clear. Taking up position in line with the tree, he armed himself with the bow and slipped one arrow into place - and drawing it back, allowing it to shoot silently through the air straight into the bark, splintering it.

Looking sideways to Xazor, he grinned.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor had followed Dasquian to the point where they would begin their 'lessons'...or fun, whichever way one looked at it. She smiled gently and watched him as he shot the arrow with perfect accuracy. Her jaw dropped as she replayed the shot over in her mind....not being able to believe it at first. Clumsily, the Knight took up the bow and brought an arrow to rest the way that Marcus had shown her. Now she was ready to shoot...but nothing spectacular would happen unless she used the Force...which she had to restrain herself from doing. Drawing it back, she let go...and the arrow shot out....and up...then fell straight to the ground nearly ten feet from where they stood. She giggled and blushed with embarassment....hiding her face from Dasquian. How stupid she must have looked....but it was a bit funny.....

[Dasquian Belargic]

"So basically when you said you had some skill with a bow..."

Dasquian grinned and poked his tongue out at her as he laughed. Setting down his own longbow on the ground, he paced behind Xazor and motioned for her to hold her arms out infront of her body. Slipping both arms around her, he positioned her hands where they should be, slowly.

"See.. just like this.."

Lifting up an arrow he slipped it into place for her then pulled back the shot, but did not allow it to fire off. Instead let the string fall slack, and repeated this motion as he leant his head over Xazors shoulder, watching to see if she was taking the posture and motions in.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor giggled as she stuck her arms out in front of her and allowed Dasquian to take over her motions...and move her to the proper positions. Then she got a sneaky idea...and let her arm move down to where she knew it did not belong...purposly. She rather liked having his sort of help. Smiling, and blushing since she knew he would catch on quickly, she falsly attempted to make it appear as though she really thought that she was right.

"So like this....right?"

She questioned, really having to try hard not to laugh or even giggle a bit. Her eyes focused on the target and she pretended to focus upon it...knowing that she was terribly mistaken and that if she tried to fire the shot...her hand would probably get nailed with the arrow...or her foot or worse...it would not go anywhere and just fall to the ground! But she knew that Dasquian was there to.....help her...and that is exactly what she wanted....

[Dasquian Belargic]

Shaking his head, he chuckled quietly.

"No no, you moved your left hand to the wrong place,"

Placing his palm over hers, a few fingers linking, he rose it to take a steady hold of the wooden arc of the bow.

[Xazor Elessar]

Xazor smiled gently and kept her hand where he placed it. She pulled back on the arrow's end once again and took a deep breath.....then let it go. The pointed stick went soaring until it reached the tree and grazed it slightly.....now completely making the mark but it was tenfold better than her first attempt. She grinned, happy to have gotten that far.

"I did it!"

She exclaimed with joy, and turned around to hug him quickly. It was a small accomplishment....but she was so happy....