The rhythmic sound of his knife carving into the block of wood, the act of giving something shape, the simple pleasure of feeling the knife cut through layer after layer of wood was something David loved dearly. If he could, David would of no doubt simply carved wood till the end of his days, simply thinking about anything yet everything. But, of course he went along with Kimberly and had chosen to become a marine. It had seemed, at the time, to be something worth doing, even if David did not understand what came over him to accept. Not to say he regretted his actions, nay, he was quite alright with his choice. But it still confused him a great bit why he had accepted, he simply could not understand why he had. Mayhaps it was just something that he would never get an answer to, so instead he would just continue on his chosen path.
David turned to look at the man who was bringing a cart towards him and the girl who was standing there, the large container on the cart was a curious thing. However David turned his attention back to his carving which he never stopped despite turning to look away. David had assumed the boy was simply going around and giving people food, as the tiny pot wasn't nearly large enough to feed him full. David did make a note to go to the place where giants apparently rested on marine ford where he could perhaps find some food. When the man however called out to him, David was quite surprised that the pot was for him. David hadn't actually expected to be fed now, instead planning to go eat around dinner when he normally ate. However David was not going to complain. Setting his block of wood and knife down upon the ground, David would reach over and pick up the aluminum before raising it to his Helmet. David using his left hand which was empty, would grab the bottom of the Helmet and pull it up until his mouth was clear, which would reveal David's slight beard, nothing more then a thick goatee, and laying the aluminum back to launch the food inside into his mouth before lowing his Helmet back into place. Setting the Aluminum down beside him, David would speak after chewing a humble "Thank you." before picking his things back up again as he pondered the girls questions.
David was a very hard thinker, always thinking questions and answers through before continuing on. It was how he solved most things, be it what he would do tomorrow or what he planned to do for dinner, he thought it threw. It wasn't like he was worried about what he would say, more of just a habit that came to pass, even if David couldn't recall how it came to be. So when met with a constant barrage of questions, David simply started thinking each one through before he started constructing a sentence piece by piece on the best way to answer. It took David a few minutes to do so, in which time he never moved his head away from the piece of wood he was carving, even ignoring the two women who were insulting the girl who had asked him questions.
"My name, is David Sinh, it is the name I assumed during my time as a slave on Drum Island. My owner had decided he had like the name, or so I assume." David's voice was a low rumble, yet his voiced carried like most people's couldn't. "I am not sure how long it has taken me to learn the bow, but I assume it was quite a long time. Most people must be learned over the course of a long time to be good at it." David would continue responding, never once taking his gaze away from his block of wood, only stopping his carving to wipe wood remnants off of knife by running the flat of the blade along his left gauntlet that held his block of wood. "I have dreams, truth be told. I simply go through the motions of the thing we all call life, and I am contempt." David at this point would raise his knife up to inspect the blade to see if it had dulled at all, before continuing on. "I am currently two-hundred fifty-eight years old. Nearing the end of an average giant's life span, at least that is what I have been told by Kimberly." David spoke, before a voice from across the courtyard yelled at him "I said call me Kim dammit!" to which David gave no motion showing he had heard Rear Admiral Kimberly.
David would turn his head slightly to look at the small girl who had called herself Ai. David would look at her for a minute as his knife continued rhythmicly carving away at the block off wood in his hand which was starting to have a round shape. David would shake his head as he regarded the work in his hands, before speaking. "I do not know how to teach one so small on how you could use a bow. My grievances." David said, the sound of his knife continued to permeate the air around him.
It was soon after David spoke to Ai, that the smaller then normal one would exclaim to him a challenge. The smaller one wanted him to hit the remaining targets that littered the view to the ocean. David as he was prone to do, just sat there for a spell, before speaking in the same methodical voice as before. "Why would I do such a thing? There is no reason to do so besides you wishing to witness my skills once more. Perhaps it is not my skill you wish for, rather someone to speak to? I have only met you, so it is not my place to say which is which, but I will not shoot for I have no sufficient reason to." David said, as he raised his work up to his eye level so he could inspect a place he just cut to see if he cut a bit to deeply before bringing it back down to his lap and continued.
David turned to look at the man who was bringing a cart towards him and the girl who was standing there, the large container on the cart was a curious thing. However David turned his attention back to his carving which he never stopped despite turning to look away. David had assumed the boy was simply going around and giving people food, as the tiny pot wasn't nearly large enough to feed him full. David did make a note to go to the place where giants apparently rested on marine ford where he could perhaps find some food. When the man however called out to him, David was quite surprised that the pot was for him. David hadn't actually expected to be fed now, instead planning to go eat around dinner when he normally ate. However David was not going to complain. Setting his block of wood and knife down upon the ground, David would reach over and pick up the aluminum before raising it to his Helmet. David using his left hand which was empty, would grab the bottom of the Helmet and pull it up until his mouth was clear, which would reveal David's slight beard, nothing more then a thick goatee, and laying the aluminum back to launch the food inside into his mouth before lowing his Helmet back into place. Setting the Aluminum down beside him, David would speak after chewing a humble "Thank you." before picking his things back up again as he pondered the girls questions.
David was a very hard thinker, always thinking questions and answers through before continuing on. It was how he solved most things, be it what he would do tomorrow or what he planned to do for dinner, he thought it threw. It wasn't like he was worried about what he would say, more of just a habit that came to pass, even if David couldn't recall how it came to be. So when met with a constant barrage of questions, David simply started thinking each one through before he started constructing a sentence piece by piece on the best way to answer. It took David a few minutes to do so, in which time he never moved his head away from the piece of wood he was carving, even ignoring the two women who were insulting the girl who had asked him questions.
"My name, is David Sinh, it is the name I assumed during my time as a slave on Drum Island. My owner had decided he had like the name, or so I assume." David's voice was a low rumble, yet his voiced carried like most people's couldn't. "I am not sure how long it has taken me to learn the bow, but I assume it was quite a long time. Most people must be learned over the course of a long time to be good at it." David would continue responding, never once taking his gaze away from his block of wood, only stopping his carving to wipe wood remnants off of knife by running the flat of the blade along his left gauntlet that held his block of wood. "I have dreams, truth be told. I simply go through the motions of the thing we all call life, and I am contempt." David at this point would raise his knife up to inspect the blade to see if it had dulled at all, before continuing on. "I am currently two-hundred fifty-eight years old. Nearing the end of an average giant's life span, at least that is what I have been told by Kimberly." David spoke, before a voice from across the courtyard yelled at him "I said call me Kim dammit!" to which David gave no motion showing he had heard Rear Admiral Kimberly.
David would turn his head slightly to look at the small girl who had called herself Ai. David would look at her for a minute as his knife continued rhythmicly carving away at the block off wood in his hand which was starting to have a round shape. David would shake his head as he regarded the work in his hands, before speaking. "I do not know how to teach one so small on how you could use a bow. My grievances." David said, the sound of his knife continued to permeate the air around him.
It was soon after David spoke to Ai, that the smaller then normal one would exclaim to him a challenge. The smaller one wanted him to hit the remaining targets that littered the view to the ocean. David as he was prone to do, just sat there for a spell, before speaking in the same methodical voice as before. "Why would I do such a thing? There is no reason to do so besides you wishing to witness my skills once more. Perhaps it is not my skill you wish for, rather someone to speak to? I have only met you, so it is not my place to say which is which, but I will not shoot for I have no sufficient reason to." David said, as he raised his work up to his eye level so he could inspect a place he just cut to see if he cut a bit to deeply before bringing it back down to his lap and continued.
- OOC:
+5 Doriki to perception due to Marksmen
Equipment:
Arrows: 9- David's Greatbow:
Equipment Name: David's Great Bow
Equipment Description:
The great boy used by David during the entirety of his slavery and a bit after. The bow is made of wood from a piece of one of the great mangrove trees of the Sabaody Archipelago, that from its highest point t lowest is 44ft in height. The "string" used for the bow string is a sturdy rope that is tired around both sides of the bow making it bend into its bow shape.
The maximum range of this Great bow is quite long, mainly because of its draw weight and how huge it is allows David to shoot quite a ways away. When shot with absolute perfection, David could reach 250m at maximum
Equipment Grade: Common