Snippet #1456423

The silent march was grim but bearable; at least this way nobody had to hear anyone else complain. Talae was not uncomfortable with silence- she rather preferred it to anything else, truly. Her feet slogged through the mire, and she was surprised to find that for the most part, her armor did not let in any of the water that had begun its descent from the sky a while back. She supposed she should be grateful for this, but at the moment, this reaction was stymied by the discomforting dampness of her face and hair.

Which all disappeared into nothingness when they were called to form up, her own particular group moving to the side of the heavier unit, at first for unknown purpose. Within a few moments, though, the reason became abundantly clear. Talae was left with a moment of feeling rather useless, being out of throwing range for any of her knives or flasks of poison. This, too, was remedied, when the Lieutenant shoved a crossbow into her hands.

Talae was caught off-guard for a moment; she had absolutely no idea how to work one of these things, and spent a few moments watching Kisikoni load a bolt into his before she thought she might have some inclination as to how this was properly done. Right... so this mechanism goes... fit the bolt in, and... more than a little apprehensive, Talae took careful aim at one of the children, deciding that the throat was as good a target as any. At Sid's word, she sighted down the shaft of the bolt and slowly depressed the trigger, sending it flying in what she took to be at the very least the general direction of her target. She did not watch to see if it connected though; she'd need all the time she could get to reload and fire again.

The kickback was a bit unexpected, and had she mot been wearing the armor, it might have bruised something. Making a note to be ready for that next time, Talae reloaded, noting that the Children were getting closer. Though this was far from a good thing, she might actually be useful soon, which could be considered a small positive in an otherwise irritating situation such as this.

Though... she really would rather they were all dead by then. Not that she was holding out hope for any such thing, mind.