A previous engagement

She looked closer at the tree, and made the tree trunk raise a little, and bend over right in front of her. With the remaining needle, she stuck it right in the bullseye. And smiled at herself.

He laughed and smiled, "Hey, you work with what you've got, right? I'd say that counts." He winked at her.

Hugging her back, he said, "Honestly, though?" He stepped up right beside her and pointed halfway between them and the tree. "I started right there and worked my way back. I'm still working my way back. And lets put it this way..." He grinned at what he was about to say, "If I tried to move a tree..." he bent down, plucked out a blade of grass, moved it a few inches and stuck it back in the ground. "That's about as much as I can do."

Enelya laughed, "Hey, thats something!" She loved his sense of humor. She could never be around him and not laugh at some point. It was a nice feeling.

He shrugged. "If you say so... but I still disagree." He stuck his tongue out at her.

He went back to tossing his weapons at the board on the tree from his 15' mark. After a while, he started throwing two at a time from each hand; the needles were held between thumb and index, index and middle. The accuracy was noticably less but most of them still hit the board somewhere.

He put his hands on his hips with a sarcasticly exasperated look on his face while the vine was wrapped around him. "Helloooo? Trying to train down there!" He couldn't hold the pose long before laughing. He stepped down onto the pad, taking a seat next to her.

"I feel sorry for people who meet me, and have a fear of heights." She winked, and gave a wicked grin.

"I love being up high.He smiled and looked at her. "And that is a good grin. Very good grin." He gave his own wicked grin, teeth showing and when he lowered his head, shadow covered his eyes.

"Besides, training gets boring after awhile, don't you think?"

He shrugged. "Sometimes, maybe, but I like watching myself improve. It holds a wonderful sense of acomplishment."

She pushed some hair out of her face from the slight breeze, and shuddered, "Phew, its getting a little cold, winter sure is coming along quickly..."

He smiled into the breeze, letting with wind comb his hair. "I love it. Brings back fond memories of tha attic." He smiled to himself.

"I don't know, I think yours is giving mine a run for its money!"

He laughed, "Yeah, well, it'd be hard to top it with with a pretty face like your's."

She shivered a little, and rubbed her arms, trying to create some friction. She looked up and him and gave him a wink.

He smiled at her without looking at her and wrapped his arm around her while leaning into her, rubbing her arm gently; his rough hands made an interesting contrast in the situation.

"You've improved, and accomplished much since I met you, I think."

"You think, huh?" His voice wasn't scolding at all, but almost gentle. "So what have you seen me start with that I've improved with since I got here?" He knew she'd have a tough time answering that, since he only recently showed her his secondary ability.

"I don't know about that..." She murmered.

"Nah..." His voice was quiet as he put a soothing hand on the top of her head. "I mean it, I really do." He stroked her hair twice before letting his hand rest on her head again. His own hair caught a small breeze and he closed his eyes as he hair left his face and opened them when it fell back.