Another Day, Another Place [Lukas]

[Lukas Miles]

As Lukas climbed down the stairs, headed for the place to practice archery he let the two of them fall into what he thought was a companionable silence. If only because he was too immersed in his own thoughts to be able to hold a proper conversation. His thoughts would have been quite easy for a telepath to read, as it centered around the small boy trailing behind him. Spurred by the gloves decorating Samuel's hands.

Would just not having secondhand things be enough? Maybe there were other precautions he should investigate. After all, a new power was completely unpredictable and it would be in Samuel's best interest that he did all he could to make sure the boy didn't have unwanted flares. The tracker eventually just vowed to talk to Emerson the next time he was in the school. The other man would definitely know how to avoid side effects for Samuel. Maybe even give him some idea what to expect.

Maybe he'd even finally be able to convince the man to try adopting.

If Samuel had voiced his fears of being scared of getting lost, Lukas probably reassured the boy that it was perfectly fine. After all, he'd been living in his home for many, many years and still managed to get lost. Granted it was a side effect of his power but still. It could help the boy feel better.

Lukas continued the silence as he opened the door and let Samuel go outside, quietly heading towards the shed on the edge of a rather large field with various targets, walls, fences, and in one place there was even a haphazardly built tree house. A tree house that was bound to give anyone who even looked at it tetanus, though. He glanced over at Samuel and smiled some, finally breaking the silence between them.

"Well, they all have tried... Spencer doesn't much care for it, nor does 'Lyss. But they know how. Its kind of a bonding activity for the family, like the southern states shoot guns." He explained, not even mildly worried about rambling around a boy who was going to become part of the family. Regardless of how briefly it may be. "Now I don't have any training bows new that you can use, but it should be relatively safe for you to handle one of the boy's old training bows. Just keep your gloves on." With a gentle nod he opened up the shed and peered inside at the collection of training bows and arrows. All the better ones - the more expensive ones, the ones made of metal or wood - were in the house rather than the shed.

[Samuel Knight]

Samuel was perfectly comfortable with the silence. Silence was one of the few things he was comfortable with, so long as the mood wasn't dark. Angry silence was the worst thing imaginable. But this wasn't angry silence, he'd learned to recognize that a long time ago. So, he was happy with the situation. He enjoyed few things more than a friendly silence, after all.

As for clothes, he definitely found new clothes more comfortable than secondhand. When his family found out about his power, they'd ordered and then rush shipped some specially packaged clothes for him. He assumed clothing that hadn't been specially shipped in would be all right, though. He'd worn such clothing before, after all, when he first manifested. It hadn't been the most comfortable experience, but it hadn't been that bad. He compared it with wearing an itchy shirt-- wearable, but distracting.

He strode outside, quietly taking in the area. A treehouse? Now that he liked... He made mental note to climb up there sometime soon. As Lukas spoke, Samuel turned his attention to him. Bonding activity. Like his real family, the one he wished had adopted him, had gone hiking. Whether the Miles' family use of archery as a bonding activity worked for them or not was yet to be seen. He'd been in families that had "bonding activities" that didn't really bond the family.

"It doesn't matter if I use secondhand stuff," he said, clearly but quietly. "I usually wear my gloves anyway." When Lukas opened the shed's door, he stared at the different bows. He didn't really have the first clue when it came to these things, but he definitely felt excited at the prospect of learning. Despite the excitement, he didn't show it beyond a slightly brighter, less slouched, look. "They look cool," he said, still quiet.

[Lukas Miles]

((kinda short. But eh.))

Lukas would have said that the bonding activities he and his family did worked. At least for the most part. There were always a few of them that flopped because no plan was so perfect that it kept everyone entertained. But for a majority of the Miles family they liked competing and betting on who could shoot what. If they weren't out on the field, or weren't on vacation, then they simply spent time in each others company. Lukas was of the opinion that it did work for making them a family.

He nodded some as he listened to Samuel's words, a gentle smile pulling at his lips as Samuel stood just a little bit straighter. Though he wasn't sure if it was from being excited or simply being outside that had the boy looking even mildly interested. Hazel eyes scanned the boy before he pulled out a bow he though might be appropriate for Samuel's weight along with a pair of arm protectors. As an almost after thought he grabbed the quiver that came with the boy. "Do you know how to put the protector on and why you should wear one?"

[Samuel Knight]

As Lukas picked up a bow, Samuel couldn't help but shift a little in quiet excitement. Was he going to get to learn a little archery already? He could definitely put off getting more alone time for that... He noted that Lukas had also picked up a couple weird leather things, which after a second look he decided were those arm things that people wore on their forearms when they did archery. He had little idea what they were for, though. Helping with carpel tunnel or something?

Do you know how to put the protector on and why you should wear one?

Samuel shook his head in answer to both questions. Just because he had a slight thought as to why someone would wear the protector didn't mean that he was going to offer the thought. He didn't offer thoughts unless he was sure of their being right, after all. As far as putting it on, he figured it would be pretty simple. It didn't really look complicated, anyway. But the last thing he wanted to do was make a fool of himself trying by himself and getting it wrong. He didn't like to do things wrong in general, let alone when he was first getting to know someone.