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[Fiona Starling]

Fiona was just going through and enjoying the day, it was warming up just a bit, probably would not be that way for long, but it was a good day to head out to the archery range. Although Fiona herself was not great with a bow and arrow, she wanted to practice her whips, and no place was better than the range. It gave her plenty of room and a great target to aim at.

She was wearing a more gold-glittery outfit than she normally would to practice in, but she never knew who she was going to meet up with anytime soon. She felt like she needed to actually try and look better here more often, for what reason, she never really knew.

As she got closer to the area she wanted to be at, she got herself much more comfortable and shook her hands out, taking a deep breath she pulled her hands upwards. There she felt two long vines come up and wrap around her forearms; she lifted her arms up and they came up from the ground, stretching her hands out, they whipped out with a loud crack. The noise made a large smile come over her lips, oh how she loved that sound.

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[Issac Mallon]

Issac took a break from his potions today and decided the Archery range would be a decent place to practice some offensive spells. The young boy of Hecate had not practiced them in a while and was scared that he would severely injure someone if he tried. However wasn't that the point of offensive magic? To bring harm and curses upon your foes. Issac was dressed for the weather in a pair of long sleeves and sweat pants. He honestly didn't look very well put together but it was the quickest he could find on whim and didn't want to bother with doing laundry so the boy made his way to the archery range and was muttering to himself trying to remember the correct incantations for his offensive spells. He was not a big weapons kid but he did he like his magical ability although he felt like in the last two years he had been at camp that he was not improving much at all.

The young man made his way to the archery range and saw a young girl already working out there and was using her whips which were apparently made of vines. Issac picked a safe distance from the girl and did not want to injure her so he picked somewhere she would be safe. "Nice whips. I like the look of them...are they real vines?" Issac asked nervously still keeping a safe distance. He did not wanna get struck by them and was just ensuring he safety as well should he incorrectly mutter an incantation with disastrous effects. Lucky for Issac he was only allowed five spells a day. Along with them being more powerful at night because he was afraid of the dark. He just hoped his companion was nice and understand, for this was one of his first times seeing her that he could recall. He really hoped this went well.