[Kaethe]

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Kaethe lifted her bow one last time, and nocked the arrow. Aiming it at the target, she pulled the bowstring back, then released, letting the arrow fly towards the target. When it had hit, a little too far to the left for Kaethe's liking, she grabbed her quiver, slung it on her back, and went to collect the still-usable arrows. She needed to get some more. Ah, well, there was always tommorrow. Returning to the predetermined starting point, she drew another arrow from her quiver and repeated the process.

[Suka]

Suka walked into the training grounds. Ever since Xanth had awarded him his throwing stars, he'd wondered why they were given to him. He'd never used them before... yet, as he held them in his hand, he had a feeling like he'd done it before. But a lot of things had changed since the quest. He was still shaking the random visions that always seemed to pick the worst times to pop up.

On the oppisiste side of the grounds, he noticed another Apalos using a bow and arrow. For his angle he couldn't see if she was any good or not, but he assumed so. Archery was deffinatly a womans sport. Smirking, Suka walked over to a target and eyed it. Taking hold of his star, he took quite a few steps back, then chucked the star at the target. When it made its mark, dead center, Suka eyes widened. A grin plastered on his face and he took a look around to boast if anyone should have happened to see it. Seeing no on was there, he shrugged, the took out another star. Cockly, he chucked it at the target again. This time however, it compleatly missed the target, and stuck into a nearby tree.

Guess i'm going to have to practice after all.

[Kaethe]

Kaethe couldn't help but smirk as the cocky Apalos missed his mark completely.

Oh, I'm sorry, but were you trying to hit the target? Here. Let me show you how.

Pulling out an arrow, Kaethe nocked it, and drew the bow back. Closing her eyes, she breathed in deeply, and felt herself and the bow connect. Opening her eyes, she aimed the bow at the back of newcomer's target, which was thin enough to see the markings through it, pulled the string to the farthest distance for greater power, and let the arrow fly in one fluid movement. When she saw that it had hit the bull's eye, she smiled languidly. Pretty good, considering she'd been out there for hours already, in the heat of the day. She was getting better. Slipping her bow and quiver over her shoulder, Kaethe glided over to the Anyeli.

Care to try again, Anyeli?

[Suka]

Suka raised his eyebrow as the Anyeli drew back her arrow and let it fly toward his target. Yea right. He thought. First of all, she was aming from behind. There was no way she could see the rings. Second of all, she was way to far off. He crossed his arms as he watched her let the arrow go. When the puched through the material of the target, not in inch away from his first throwing star, his mouth droped. Shaking his head, he scowled.

Lucky shot. He yelled out to her. There is no way she could make the same shot again. His first had been lucky, and his second, well. His second prooved he knew nothing about throwing stars. Which was odd, because they felt like second nature in his hand.

[Kaethe]

Lucky shot.

Within seconds of the Anyeli's comment, Kaethe had drawn another arrow from her quiver and knocked in the bow. Stepping back a few paces more, she drew the arrow back, and let it fly. When it landed only an inch from her previous arrow, she allowed herself a quick triumphant smile, her eyes glistening.

I prefer to call it skill. Making her way over to the other Angel, Kaethe extended her hand in a greeting. Who knows, maybe she'd finally found a training partner. I'm Kaethe. Kaethe Raesean. And you are?

Please remember you aren't officially trained as a warrior until level 4. One lucky shot, maybe, but you're a little young to have this kind of skill.

[Suka]

Suka let out a breath when the second arrow hit its mark. :potty: She's good. Shaking his head he walked up to the target and pulled out his first star. Holding it up for the approching Anyeli to see, he smirked. Hey, I didn't complealty miss. He was about to walk to the tree to pull out his second worthless star when she walked up to him and introduced herself.

Suka looked at her extended hand, and thought. Normally he'd ignore something as trivial as contact, as it seemed benieth him. But why pass up a chance to touch somone as lovly as this. Smiling, he took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips for a gentle kiss. Suka. Suka Matali. He said, a mechevious glint in his eye.

[Kaethe]

Kaethe couldn't help but blush as Suka kissed her hand. Withdrawing her hand, she nodded towards the throwing stars in his hand to try and change the subject.

Have you had those long? I would suggest practicing with something simpler, and larger, to work on your aim. Those little things are devilishly tricky to manuever.

Turning her attention to her arrows, she made her way over to retreive them from the target, her skirt billowing gracefully in the small breeze.

[Suka]

Suka grined when he saw her cheeks redden. This might be easy. He thought. Somthing inside him panged. Like... a lost thought. Frowning slightly when Kaethe's back as turned, he held his chest a moment. The feeling was ood, but by the time she turned to him, it had vanished. Strightening up, Suka walked over to the tree and tugged out the star. Placing it in his hand, he was carefull not to cut himself with its razor sharp edges. His gloves were useful with that though.

Have you had those long? I would suggest practicing with something simpler, and larger, to work on your aim. Those little things are devilishly tricky to manuever.

Suka raised en eyebrow. Yea, these are my reward for the quest. Though i don't know why. He thought. He couldn't remember much of the quest. Just tidbits here and there. Mainly up until he went down intil tha basement. After that... it was a blur. Shaking clear his thoughts, Suka walked over to where Keathe stood, and leaned on the target, a little closer to her then normal people would be comfortable with. Smiling, he looked her up and down. So... You wanna teach me how to knock your arrow? He asked grinning.

[Kaethe]

So... You wanna teach me how to knock your arrow? Making a mental face at the dirty connotations that comment held, Kaethe replied as evenly as she could.

I don't quite think you're ready for the longbow just yet. I'm sure you could borrow a shortbow and practice with that for now, b ut until you can handle that, well, you're just going to have to wait for this. Slipping away from Suka, Kaethe hung her quiver and bow from a hook on the tree, and unsheathed her sword. Trning to face Suka once more, Kaethe raised an eyebrow and asked

Care for a fence?

[Suka]

Suka pushed himself off the target as Kaethe moved away from him. Following her somewhat closly, he replied to her comment. Oh im sure someone as bueatiful... i mean, somone as skilled, as you, could deffinalty show me. Trying to hold back his grin, Suka just smiled her way. He didn't know if she was intrested, nor did he care. All thoughts of training had sliped his mind as he followed behind her. He stoped as they neared a tree and let his eyes wander.

Care for a fence?

Looking up into her eyes, he have a small grin. Oh I would. But I wouldn't want to see your pretty self come to harm. He paused a moment. His comment might have been taken badly, as she didn't seem the type that relied on others much. Continuing, he let his chain fall from his arm as he held one end in his hand. Besides. I don't have a sword. He gave her a wink, then wrapped his chain around his wrist while walking up closer to her yet again. So... Keathe. What fighting to you... Suka let his gaze drop to her full lips. ...Fancy?

[Kaethe]

Running her fingertips along the flat of her sword, Kaethe replied in kind.

I suppose it depends... on my mood, that is. Taking a few swings with her sword, the blade flashed through the air.

I am almost positive there's a sword you could borrow from the weapons shed. Care to take a look? Sauntering over to the aforementioned shed, Kaethe opened the door and stepped inside. Perusing the various weapons mounted on the wall, she selected three for Suka to choose from.

[Suka]

Suka shook his head as she walked away from him towards the shed. She just didn't quite get it. Well... if she really wanted to fight, then he had something for her. Moving along behind her, he saw the three swords he assumed she wanted him to use. Raising his eyebrow he looked at them. Fisrt of all, he wouldn't be caught dead using a sword he himself didn't pick out. Second of all, he wouldn't use a swoard that was built for another man. And third of all, he prefered weapons less... juvenile.

Ignoring the weapons Kaethe tried to show him, he stood next to her, not bringing away his gaze. If you want to fight... might I suggest something a little more... raw? Hand to hand combat is far more... satisfying. With that Suka wanted to reach out and touch her, but he held himself back. Soon... he thought, Soon.

[Kaethe]

Rolling her eyes, Kaethe replaced the swords.

Well, I find sabeur to much more... sophisticated. And I highly doubt you'd want to challenge me; you'll find yourself with a more than worthy opponent. Flicking her long black curls back away from her face, Kaethe bound them with a golden cord from her wrist. Then, in her melodic voice, she added

I suppose that if you don't wish to fence with me, then I shall have to go find an opponent. Perhaps I shall see you soon, Suka?

[Suka]

Suka grined at her words. He'd never fought with a sword, she was most certianly right about her being more than a worthy opponent. But when it came to hand to hand combat, he could deffinalty hold his own. He admited his memory was still a little fuzzy. And sertinaly blured with those of Dazadi's, but he remembered how he'd fight with his friends often. He even wrestled his sister. Besides, theres something much more, dangerious about fighting without a weapon. If you were to ever find yourself without one, and needed to defend yourself, thats the type of warrior that could really hold their own.

Suka was about to tell her as much when she flicked her hair at him. She was taunting him, and he knew it. He also didn't bother to hide the fact that he liked it. Girls who play hard to get are quite the challange. And this one... this one was something else. Practically drooling, Suka moved quickly to step in front of her and block her path. Putting his hand out to hold her still with his palm on her shoulder, he smiled at her. Looking her in the eyes, he attempted to show a "softer" side to him. Now hold on there killer. No need to rush off so fast. Tell me... other than fencing... what can i do to get you to stay? The corner of his smile twitched upward into a small grin. He was having fun, and didn't want to see her run off so quickly.

[Kaethe]

Something about Suka made Kaethe... uneasy. She replied archly to his comment, saying

Well, for one, you can take your hands off me. Here Kaethe gingerly removed his hand from her shoulder with her finger and thumb, then continued on.

Secondly, you could learn to fence. Cocking her eyebrow, she added

As you might be able to tell, a dress is hardly the ideal raiment to wrestle in. Otherwise, well, you would be on the ground right now, gasping for breath. So consider yourself lucky. I'm in a good mood today. So saying, she pushed past Suka, and made her way back to the tree she had left her bow and quiver on. As she pulled the quiver's strap across her body, her golden arm cuff flashed in the sunlight.

[Suka]

Suka chuckled as Kaethe pried his hand of her shoulder. Ok ok. When she continued on about wearing a dress while wrestling, Suka followed behind her as she made her way to the tree. Smirking, he kept more of a distance between them than before. Looking at her dress, he casually crossed his arms. You know... You could always take it off. Suke grined at his own comment, then cocked he head and looked at her.

This woman had spunk. It was intresting to play with, as long as it didn't turn into hot headedness. If that where to happen, it would be a compleate turn off. But Suka was useually pretty good at claming women down. Especially using the abilities of an angel. Walking up close to her, he put his hand on the tree and leaned in. Nice cuff. Shiny. It was a lame line, but other than fighting the girl he'd rather be wooing, he had nothing else to offer.

Please be careful how far you take this flirting. It's getting borderline.

[Kaethe]

Her left eyebrow seemed to be frozen in place, perpetually raised at Sula's risque comments.

If you don't mind, I rather keep my clothing on. Especially in the presence of one such as yourself. And thank you, it was my mother's. And her mother before that, and her mother before that, and so on.. Stopping midway in her grasp for her bow, Kaethe turned around to face Suka.

If you don't fence, use the bow or throwing stars, then what do you do, besides hand to hand combat? I hardly think that would be useful in most types of combat. Stopping herself from inquiring further about this strange anyeli, she turned back to the tree, and grasping her bow and slipping it on her back, took off into the air. She hadn't flown all day, and her wings were aching from disuse.

[Suka]

Suka laughed on her comment about her clothing. He knew she wouldn't take him up on his suggestion. At least... not now. He watched her silently as she moved to put on her bow. When she stoped and turned back to him however, he widened his grin and gave he a little wink. She certinaly was gorgeous.

If you don't fence, use the bow or throwing stars, then what do you do, besides hand to hand combat? I hardly think that would be useful in most combat.

Suka raised his brow at her quetion. Had she not seen his chain? Maybe some people just don't know what to think of it. As she opened his mouth to respond to her, she turned away, sliped on her bow, the took off into flight. The sudden spread of her wings and pump into the air sent a large gust of wind his direction. Suprised, Suka shielded his eyes from the dust poofing from the ground. After a moment, he looked up at the fading Keathe. Well that... Tearing away his thoughts, Suka quickly expanded his own wings and pumped them hard, lifting himself in the air. It took a few moments, but he was able to catch up to her. Flying slightly above her, and to the right, he looked down. You often ask questions and fly away? He asked her.

In his mind, Suka wondered why he was putting up with a chase like this. It wasn't like it was hard for him to get girls. Maybe thats why he was accepting it. Like some sort of challange. Well, at least he was having fun for the moment.

[Kaethe]

As Suka pulled up to her, Kaethe stopped mid-air. Bringing herself up to Suka, she teasingly replied to his question.

Of course! I do it at least once a day, usually more! Feeling adrenaline surging through her veins, Kaethe did a lazy backflip, the hem of her skirt fluttering promisingly. Nothing showed, of course, but what was the harm in toying with him? He could very well become her newest boytoy. As she flipped, the cord binding her curls back fell to the ground, and a cloud of black tendrils framed her face enticingly as she smiled.

[Suka]

Suka slowed to a stop and turned to face her as she did the same. Her voice did a 180, and compleatly turned into a playful kittens. Suka smiled at the change. There was something about her being hard to get that was... alluring. But at the same time, at least this seemed like it was progress. Thrusting his wings to keep him afloat, he started to move closer to her, when she suddenly did a back flip.

Suka's stomach lurched with the opportunity she'd given him, alas, nothing was taken from it. Smirking at her teasing, he tuted in his head. If she planed on playing like this, she might not know where she was taking him. Coming upright from her flip, her hair fell down from its band and fitted her face. Suka's stomach lurched yet again as his mind racing with many thoughts. His eye wandered from the tip of her head down her soft face. Pausing a moment yet again on her lucious lips, they continued to wander to the beautiful tips of her black strands.

From the corner of his eye, he saw her golden cord plumiting toward the ground. Tucking in his wings, he dove quickly, reachng out for the cords. Upon catching them, he expanded his wings to slow himself down, twisting in the air. Making his way back to where Keathe was, he came up behind her, extreamly close, and wraped his arm around her side, holding out the cords for her to take. Without actually touching her, he stopke softly near her ear fom the exertment of the dive. I believe you droped something. he said, smiling.