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Professor Lefoux was giving them crossbow lessons on one of the ets, held in the claws of soldier mechanicals arrayed on the inside of the deck This allowed the bolts to go through the material and embed themselves in the pitted wall behind

"You ladies are developing into passably good shots" Professor Lefoux indulged in a rare moment of praise

"We should be," es"

Preshea could hit the handkerchief well enough to knock it out of the soldier atha et the bolt loaded but after that did fine

"Everyone, see how Miss Buss holds her bow?" Professor Lefoux instructed "But her stance, too angled Square up, Miss Buss"

Agatha was staring off into space, fingering her Depraved Lens of Crispy Magnification

Sophronia caught her at it and couldn’t resist "I suppose that could be considered a courting gift, froatha dropped the lens as if it burned

Professor Lefoux focused on them "Miss Temminnick, if you would be so kind as to demonstrate the draw?"

Sophronia hefted her crossbow, loading the bolt and pulling back on the string Then, withouta dead-on bull’s-eye through the handkerchief This was a surprise to Sophronia If she had known she would be that good, she ht have purposefully failed It seemed to be a surprise to the soldier mechanical as well, for it puffed out smoke from beneath its neck attachoes," sniffed Preshea under her breath

Professor Lefoux approved, as much as her personality would allow "Adequate, Miss Temminnick But consistency is also vital I want both accuracy and precision Do it again"

Sophronia loaded, pointed, and shot, casually, hoping she wouldto do it on purpose now that the teacher atching her closely

"Another bull’s-eye Have you been practicing extra hours, Miss Terunted "I suppose natural talent happens I will atha dropped her boith a clatter while Professor Lefoux was talking to Sophronia, then bent over to pick it up, spilling cleavage everywhere willy-nilly

"Miss Woosatha