[ Here's the thing: Ritsuka tends to operate on instinct more than she does any sort of learned tactics. For the most part, there is nothing about her that is special or outstanding--she's average-looking, average strength, average speed, and below average magical capacity.
What she does have, though, is an extraordinary amount of luck and gumption. At this point, she's very good at guessing how high to jump when someone yells at her to do so.
And she wasn't lying about her arm, even if she's some years out of practice. When Handsome Statue Man yells now, she draws her arm back and flings the javelin, not entirely like she'd throw a baseball. It shouldn't work, but somehow (that luck at play again, perhaps), it does.
Well, mostly.
She does try to aim for his shoulder, like directed, but instead it goes through his forearm, and then straight through. Ritsuka openly winces at the noise it makes. ]
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[ Here's the thing: Ritsuka tends to operate on instinct more than she does any sort of learned tactics. For the most part, there is nothing about her that is special or outstanding--she's average-looking, average strength, average speed, and below average magical capacity.
What she does have, though, is an extraordinary amount of luck and gumption. At this point, she's very good at guessing how high to jump when someone yells at her to do so.
And she wasn't lying about her arm, even if she's some years out of practice. When Handsome Statue Man yells now, she draws her arm back and flings the javelin, not entirely like she'd throw a baseball. It shouldn't work, but somehow (that luck at play again, perhaps), it does.
Well, mostly.
She does try to aim for his shoulder, like directed, but instead it goes through his forearm, and then straight through. Ritsuka openly winces at the noise it makes. ]
Aha--...