"Oh, that's funny." Rather than take offense, Johanna shifts her weight to her other leg, letting her hip cock out to the side a bit. She watches Kate's return; she watches Kate throw; she watches Kate miss the center of the target. She isn't bad. She definitely has the right sense. Whatever training she's had has probably helped her there--but she's still not making her mark. And even when she does, she still won't be Johanna Mason.
But really: who is Johanna Mason, except Johanna.
Anyways, Kate is still fun to watch. Johanna's not wandering off any time soon, and not just because Kate's got her axes. After the second toss, Johanna cocks her right eyebrow, just a little, her mouth still pinched in that smirk.
"So you're a good archer... and this is easier than archery." She draws an invisible line between the two points, in mid-air. "Does that mean you suck at archery, because you suck at this."
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But really: who is Johanna Mason, except Johanna.
Anyways, Kate is still fun to watch. Johanna's not wandering off any time soon, and not just because Kate's got her axes. After the second toss, Johanna cocks her right eyebrow, just a little, her mouth still pinched in that smirk.
"So you're a good archer... and this is easier than archery." She draws an invisible line between the two points, in mid-air. "Does that mean you suck at archery, because you suck at this."