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[hecu_marine]

In between running outdoors, practice at the shooting range, and studying like hell for when he goes back, Adrian's been keeping himself busy by making himself a reasonably basic longbow. It's just a plain ol' wooden selfbow- backing it with anything comes later. After he's dealt with a far more basic question, namely, arrows. Can't do much without those. He's managed to braid himself a string, and he reckons it'll be respectable enough for the weight of the bow, but until he's actually got something to shoot he's kinda screwed.

Now, he could get fiberglass shafts or dowels from the Bar, but what fun would that be? He's got a whole forest outside to work with, and if he can't find a couple of willow wands or something along those lines that he can split and whittle down to usable shafts then he's not the country boy he thought he was.

He'll be coming indoors once he's done, so feel free to catch the Marine either inside or out.


[tinytag: Adrian Shephard (Half-Life: Opposing Force)]

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[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

"Heartless whatever is around. Agrabah has pot-spiders. They're Heartless that used to be crockery." he's not joking.

[hecu_marine]

"... uh huh," says Shephard. "See, now, I'd bitch about that soundin' like a crock of shit if I hadn't been here long enough to know that damn near everywhere else is really fuckin' weird. And home ain't exactly normal neither, not any more."

[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

"If you did say it was a crock of shit I'd just shrug. It's not like I can care. Everything has a heart. Everything can lose that heart. The only things that don't have a heart are Nobodies - I don't know why Nobodies are called Nobodies and Heartless are Heartless when Heartless are hearts fallen to Darkness and Nobodies don't have hearts. So don't ask - and that's why Nobodies don't really exist. Exactly."

He's as confused as Shephard probably is. He didn't get so much taught as lectured until he could parrot the right information.

[hecu_marine]

"... Somebody here's on drugs," says Shephard after a while, "'n I'm pretty sure it ain't me."

[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

"I don't even have biology." Roxas points out, "Neither do my ex-bosses." he pauses at that, "Neither did they, when I was working for them. I guess a bunch of them got hearts." The last is said dubiously.

[hecu_marine]

"Tell me none of 'em're named anything like 'Grinch' or 'Mary Lou Who'?" Shephard says suddenly.

He may be remembering his childhood stories a little bit wrong.

[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

"Uh. No. Xenmas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, Lexaeus, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene. The only one with a zed is Zexion. The rest have x's."

[hecu_marine]

"Just checkin'," says Shephard. "We got a story about a real asshole of a guy named the Grinch who gets a heart for Christmas. Weird shit, but I didn't write it."

[lockitwithkeys.livejournal.com]

"If it were that easy Santa would have given us hearts a long time ago." Roxas says simply. He knows Santa exists.