[ wanda knows her strengths are not in actual fighting and weaponry, at least not without her powers. she accepts the critique at face value, huffing a soft breath of a laugh. ]
Thanks, [ she says dryly, even as she follows the instructions, shifting her elbow and inching her legs a bit apart. she tries again, face scrunched up in concentration.
and misses.
but this time! her arrow hits the target. the very very edge of the target, but it hit and wanda's face lights up excitedly, not fussed by how badly she succeeded. ]
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Thanks, [ she says dryly, even as she follows the instructions, shifting her elbow and inching her legs a bit apart. she tries again, face scrunched up in concentration.
and misses.
but this time! her arrow hits the target. the very very edge of the target, but it hit and wanda's face lights up excitedly, not fussed by how badly she succeeded. ]
I did it!