Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-35775904-20190222213128/@comment-35828480-20190309211222

Vix-Edgar

Boredom boredom…. There’s nothing to do around here. I can feel the tension in the air. We’re all waiting for the battle to begin. I know Harn has done things to us all, and I don’t mean to be selfish but I will personally rip him limb from limb for killing my sister.

So I guess I’m depressed. But I can’t let my stupid pointless worthless feelings cause other people to get in trouble. I’m not letting this happen again. Yeah I should be more open. But I don’t want to weigh people down with my personal problems and…

Vix! Stop! You are doing fine, you have people who care about you, and you have cool dragons. What is there to worry about? Losing my mom (all the family I have left), losing my friends, losing Rita… oh wait. She is my friend. So why is that separate..?- ARGHAFLARGHEHH How can I not fall for- VIX! Snap out of it! We have a battle to win! Of course it hasn’t started yet…

Alright. Training. Training won’t be that hard, now could it? I went out and got a target, and got my crossbow from my cabin. Then I went out and set the target down 10 meters away from me. I stood at a line, and shot. I didn’t even hit the target.

Argh. I tried again. This time I hit the target, but I was quite a bit off. What happened to my skill? Grima used to call me a hotshot. All I would hit was the bullseye. I could hardly miss it even if I tried to.

You CAN do this. I pointed the crossbow at the bullseye. I put all my focus onto the tip of the arrow. I raised the crossbow up to eye level. Then I pulled the trigger. A whizzing sound, and wood and metal flew through the arrow at the speed of a bullet. Before I could blink, there was an arrow stuck in the bullseye. The BULLSEYE!!! I did it! Yaaahhhhhh! I wish there were someone around to high five. Or maybe not. They might see me flinch because I’m so used to Grima’s sandpaper-hands.

Ugh just stop thinking about her. You might start crying and… Whatever. I kept practicing my aim, and never missed a shot.

“Good aim.” Said a voice behind me.

I nearly jumped out of my skin. I turned around, and it was Rita. She smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but do a big doofus grin. I kept shooting at the target. Whenever I got a bullseye, Rita did an overdramatic applause. I was grinning ear from ear.

“Can I try?” She asked.

“Sure I guess,” I replied, handing the crossbow to her.

She held it awkwardly, away from her face and pulled the trigger. The arrow didn’t hit the target. I held back a laugh. She tried again. And, unsurprisingly, missed. I walked over towards her. I grabbed her arm, and pulled it closer to her so that the crossbow was right in front of her. She shot. This time she hit the target, but it was on the edge.

“Relax your arms, it doesn’t help when you’re all tensed up,” I advised.

She lowered her shoulders and loosened her arms. I moved her arms ever so slightly, and pulled the crossbow up higher so that her eye was behind the arrow. I didn’t realize I was right next to her. I could hear her breathing. It was kinda cute. Stop thinking that way Vix. You’re just teaching her how to use a crossbow formally.

“Now,” I said softly, close to her ear, “watch the arrow closely, as long as it’s right there, wherever it’s pointing, it will go there. Go ahead, pull the trigger.”

Rita took a breath, and pulled the trigger. My eye followed the arrow all the way into the bullseye.

“Yeah! I knew you could do it! You’re amazing!” I stopped awkwardly, watching her expression. “I uh mean you’re good at this… amazing at it, like not that you’re amazing. Oh wait. You are. But that’s not what I mean. Uhhh… congrats?”

Rita laughed. “Thanks.”

Okay what now… what do I say? Ooh! Maybe I should tell her the thing. No.. too soon. Or is it? Maybe if I don’t tell her someone else will and…

“Rita, can I, uh, tell you something?” I asked awkwardly.

“Sure,” she said.

“I, um.. I l-l-li-li...” Rita’s eyes were studying me, as if trying to read my mind. “I li-like yo- I liked your speech! Yeah, that’s it. I really liked your speech. That’s what I was going to say.”

Smooth, Vix. Why can’t you say it, you shy baboon. I put my hands in my hair and tried to smile. You look like a dork. Rita just laughed.

“Thank you Vix, I appreciate it,” she said.

And she started walking away. I sighed, and watched her walk. Another chance wasted. Welp. Better luck next time, Romeo. I walked back to my cabin where Triton and Tumble were sleeping. Yawn. I was a little tired, too. I sat down between them, using Triton’s wing as a blanket and Tumble as a pillow.

“Good night you two..” and I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, it was late morning. Oh Thor, I’m late for breakfast. I quickly combed my hair and scrambled to the dining area, where everyone else was seated. I sat down on the far end of the table, as usual. I gripped Grima’s hear necklace in my hand. As far as I’m concerned, life’s pretty good. My dad disowned me, Grima’s dead, I’m a failure, and there’s a battle about to happen. Yaaay enthusiasm. Whoopdeedoo.

Then Aud walked over and sat down next to me. She had this big evil grin on her face. Oh no. What is she plotting?

“Soooo how’s it goin?” She asked, nudging me.

“Um, good I guess?” I said, scooting away from her.

She raised an eyebrow, “just good?”

“Yeah, you got a problem with that?” I shot back.

“Woah woah, calm down, lover boy. So when ya gonna ask her out?” Aud grinned.

I spit out my water, splattering it all over the table. My cheeks burned. “What. Are. You. Talking. About?”

“Oh c’mon, it’s obvious you’re in loooove,” Aud teased, “and Rita likes you too.”

Wait. She does?

“How do you know?”

“She’s my twin of course,” Aud said matter-o-factly. “So, are you gonna ask her out or not?”