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Max shifted his foot a little to the side. His right arm flexed as it pulled back the string, before his fingers released the tension. The arrow shot forward through the air with a distinct swoosh before it embedded itself into a target placed a reasonable distance away. It was a couple of inches off of his mark, but still impressive. Max had always been on the front line of the archers in camp, and he always worked to improve himself. He grabbed another arrow out of the cylinder beside him and set it on the string, ready to shoot again.

Max, before pulling back the string, noticed someone that he had not seen practicing before suddenly arrive and begin to shoot at a target. Perhaps, thought Max, he was just trying to improve his shots. But, when the boy began to shoot, Max observed that he was already very good. Max turned his attention away and focused back on his target. He raised the bow and pulled the string back to a spot behind his chin. He took a deep breath, looked straight at the target, and released his shot. The arrow whirred into life and struck straight into the red dot in the middle of the symbol. A grin hinted at Max, but he pushed it away, knowing that if he wanted to be good, then he would have to get more of these.

Dylan Momsmer ~ son of Hermes

I live for the Applause
put your hands and make them touch

Dylan had been practicing his archery ever sense Max had taught him. He wanted to practice a hit more and maybe he might seen Max. He stilled remembered how nice and sweet Max was and not to forget how good looking he was too. Max finally found himself close to the arena before he walked in he had to go get the bow and arrow he had borrowed from one of his Apollo friends. They had a spare one for Dylan, but he never took it with him because he was always concerned they might need an extra one and they can't be able to find one. He got the bow and arrow and he made his way to the shooting area. He took a stand at the far end and he shot one. He didn't even hit anything it just went flying. Dylan started to laugh so hard other people looked at him weird. He walked around and saw Max! He smiled and once Max hit the target almost hitting the girl he clapped "Yay! For not killing the girl and hitting the bullseye!" Dylan said.

Max was watching his arrow shoot at the target, when he noticed a girl almost step right in front of it. His eyes went wide, and every muscle in his body tensed up. Thank the gods, she jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding the fatal accident. Max cupped his hands over his mouth, and looked at the girl with a mix of shock, concern, and anger.

"Are you okay?" He asked. His disposition was too kind to be able to scold her for mindlessly walking in front of the arrow. Nobody was even supposed to walk in front of the line of archers whatsoever, even if none of them looked like they were shooting. It was a fairly established rule in the camp, and it almost made Max wonder if she was at all new here.

Hearing applause from somewhere behind him, Max turned around, puzzled. Who would be clapping for him. Upon seeing a boy with somewhat large glasses and blond hair, Max recognized Dylan. His face relaxed, somewhat, and his hands dropped to his pockets.

"Dylan?" Max said, in a kind of disbelief. The last time they had spoken, Max had helped Dylan practice his archery. Dylan hadn't shot a bow before that, so it was a surprise to see him here. "What are you doing here?" the son of Dionysus questioned.

Dylan Momsmer ~ son of Hermes

I live for the Applause
put your hands and make them touch

He watched as Maz was concerned about the girl. Dylan took a few steps towards the. Max still looked the same, a handsome boy, with a good body, and just a beautiful sight to look at. Dylan smiled to himself. Dylan looked at Max and smiled. He the gave Max a small hug and let go. "I was practicing my archery. I'm not like you though." Dylan then stepped up and shot an arrow and saw it almost hit the bulls eyes. Even Dylan was surprised what he just did. Last time he just missed completely. Dylan let out a scream of surprise and laughed. "Last time I missed the thing. And now you can call me Dylan the kid who thinks he can shoot a bow." he laughed at his own joke.