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[will_scarlett]

When Milliways appeared in Sherwood, Will was glad of it as the days have been full and hot.

He heads to the lake where he strips down to his hose, making a pile of the rest of his clothing with his sword and dagger and boots on top before plunging in to the lake.

Then he gets out to lay on the pier with his shirt off and drink the beer he picked up on his way outside.

Once the sun's gone down, he'll head inside and relax by the fire but for now, its nice to be outside where no one is going to appear and try to fight him. Though it does look like there was a major fight here but there aren't bodies which is good.

(OOC: Find him in the lake, by the lake or inside. Open until it scrolls.)

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[hasthehighground]

Clint nods, looks into his almost-finished mug of coffee. "I should probably head out," he says, mildly regretful. Two hours is pushing it, for keeping your circadian rhythm together. "But, hey, I'll keep an eye out if you want to go to the range."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, be glad to shoot with ye. Though ye'll find I'm na as fine a shot as Robin."

[hasthehighground]

"Well," Clint says, laughing. "Good thing for us he's not here."

Unless he is. Which Clint would look forward to, too; he gets the feeling Will's a pretty fine shot to be able to do anything technical with an English longbow.

He nods to Will, half-toasts with his empty mug, and heads out (he drops the mug off at the Bar before he goes).

[will_scarlett]

Will lifts his drink with a grin and then settles back into his chair.