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Kythra was going to do some target practice herself, but when she got there she found that someone had beaten her to it. Not wanting an audience, even one that wouldn't be watching her anyway, she decided to stand back and watch whoever it was...oh, right, Voer...as he worked.
A perfect score and perfect aim. Not bad, not bad at all. Kythra allowed herself a nod of admiration in recognition of the other's skills. Voer, if no one else in her class, knew what he was doing and probably deserved her respect, if this was typical of the results he got.
It seemed like he was finished and she wouldn't want to appear as though she was waiting around for him so she left, taking a round-about route to class and arriving after Voer did, making a seemingly unrelated entrance. |