Range
@kingofarchery
Clint rolled his shoulders glad to finally get clearance from Bobbi. While he did use several weapons one handed he really wanted to keep in practice with his favorite bow as well. That required both arms. Plus he did his best to practice his aim from either hand with the rest of what he could do. So of course the first place he wanted to head to the humble archery range he set up awhile back.
He slipped the small nearly invisible hearing aids in place when he collected his bow and quiver of stock arrows. The kind good enough for practice but also reusable if he needed them. Clint’s hearing aids for the range as an extra degree of protection in case someone got close to the range. No need to court accidents when resources were low so he didn’t have a fancy range master or sensors to warn him if anyone approached.
One thing he did have a nice little toy that could rapidly fire dishware tennis balls or whatever else he loaded up in there for target practice in multiple directions. Mostly tennis balls as they tended to be reusable and easier to find and salvage arrows from. After a basic warm up against the stationary targets he pressed the pedal with his foot to engage it. A very satisfactory feeling to see every single fuzzy yellow orb drop with his arrow stuck in it. Yup he still had it.
His gaze flicked back and to the side. “Enjoying the show?”