#kalinanns

Another day of loitering near the hole, but at least this time, he’s met with another familiar face. There’s a million things he could say, but for some reason, his brain thinks of the least helpful conversation starter: “...hey, Lady.”

     An interesting change of pace... An art exhibit of this scale seemed rather odd at first, given the whispers of past chaos that tends to sweep across the island. And while there may always be a chance for something else to go awry, there was no fault in checking out this establishment for simple curiosity.

     To start off, the Dark Slayer keeps his focus in the Canvas Gallery. The home of his childhood had quite a fair number of oil paintings across the halls and rooms. Seeing so many like this once more brings an old sense of nostalgia over him, though he makes sure to keep his expression stern as usual.

     In time, a new sort of nostalgia comes to face him-- The face of a woman he had not seen in about twenty years... Quite frankly, he had almost forgotten about her entirely. A handful of encounters in just one day doesn’t exactly leave a perfect imprint in one’s memory... But at the very least, he remembered just enough for the rest of his old memories to come back just after a simple glance at her direction.

     A demon hunter with mismatched eyes... familiar eyes in multiple ways. The scar across her nose, the white outfit reminiscent of what she wore so long ago... Ah, but what was her name?

Okay, take 500. It probably hasn’t been that many times, but considering how long she’s been at practicing, it sure feels like it. Last time she tried her hands at archery AND got on the hoverboard she flew pretty far. She’s still got the little scabs to remind her. 

She inhales, holds in her breath for just a moment and then exhales, “Alright! Alright, Issy. You’ve been practicing. You’re going to hit those targets and you’re going to hit it WHILE on the hoverboard.” She waves her hand with a nervous chuckle, “you---you got this.” Before she hops on her wheeled hoverboard and pulls her bow out and gets ready, she’s looking around. She doesn’t want anyone watching in case she does fall and kisses the ground like last time. OOf, that was embarrassing.  She moves, creates momentum and hops on the board. There are three trunks with little targets on them. She may be going a little too fast for her comfort, but she’s not going to let that stop her. She aims with the first one and quickshots her arrow at the target and misses. “Damn,” She curses under her breath. 

   and so she waits, hips cocked to the side with a smirk tugging at her lips.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Lady!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 346!

You'll be given a BB gun.

Enjoy your stay!