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[It was high time that she stopped relying on bullets in a place where ammunitions were more difficult to come by, but her reluctance to rely on other people made it hard to ask for help. Instead, Carter had taken to secluding herself a few hours out of the day and going into the woods to practise. Every day, when she wasn't researching the other worlds in the library or working behind the bar at the pub, she spent three hours or more in the woods behind CH 5 throwing knives and axes at the trees.
It helped defuse some of her frustration with being stuck without anything to occupy her, too.
Today, while she's throwing axes, her journal which had been propping up her book on knife-throwing techniques starts recording. At first it's a steady rhythm of the blade thunking into the tree trunk and the sight of her throwing small hand-held axes at a target off-screen. When the axes hanging off her belt are depleted, she stares at her handiwork and frowns.]
Bloody thing keeps pulling to the left. Centre line, Carter. Legs and arms aren't worth nearly as much.
[She disappears off screen to retrieve the axes and reappears two minutes later. A minor adjustment to her aim and she throws another axe, the arc of the throw taking the spinning blade low. This time the thunk is accompanied by a wry smile.]
Much better.
It helped defuse some of her frustration with being stuck without anything to occupy her, too.
Today, while she's throwing axes, her journal which had been propping up her book on knife-throwing techniques starts recording. At first it's a steady rhythm of the blade thunking into the tree trunk and the sight of her throwing small hand-held axes at a target off-screen. When the axes hanging off her belt are depleted, she stares at her handiwork and frowns.]
Bloody thing keeps pulling to the left. Centre line, Carter. Legs and arms aren't worth nearly as much.
[She disappears off screen to retrieve the axes and reappears two minutes later. A minor adjustment to her aim and she throws another axe, the arc of the throw taking the spinning blade low. This time the thunk is accompanied by a wry smile.]
Much better.
