Cameron catches it, flicking through it quickly, skim reading the pages. "So you're definitely sticking round this time?" He asks, not looking up from the folder. Olivia smiles slightly, putting her bow over her shoulder. She walks over to Ford and examines his grip. "That's close. If you move that hand up a bit and adjust your stance slightly so you're like this," Olivia says, bringing her bow off her shoulder and into position easily.
"The rest of the mission is confidential." Drew added. "I will not discuss it without the boss orders."
Cameron nods, shutting the folder and glancing at his watch. He throws the folder back to Drew before leaning back into the sofa again. "How do you think we should handle the ball?" He asks, his face blank. Lauryn hops off the stage and heads towards the doors of the hall, glancing around as she does. She sighs, running a hand through her hair before walking towards Cameron's office. "Tomorrow every thing starts," she calls to Mina. Olivia nods and smiles. "Yep," she comments before loading an arrow and shooting it into the middle of the last target.
Ford stays like this for a while then aims at a target and shoots, missing by quite a bit. "Imma gonna need a lot of practice."
Richard walks down to where Edward, Olivia, and Ford were, lighting up a new cigarette. "Well, at least there won't be sprinklers here."
"Practice makes perfect. Different weapons suit different people. For some it will be natural, others it won't. You'll get there, don't worry," Olivia says before loading another arrow. She aims at a target and shoots, the arrow landing beside Edward's. "No, but there's something called other people throwing water over you." Cameron goes to pull a bit of paper out of his jacket then curses. "Lauryn has it," he comments. Lauryn leans on the door frame to the office. "I have what?" She asks, her arms folded across her chest.
Ford tries shooting again. "With the risk of sounding like Karate Kid 2." Stops and quotes "The body is the greatest weapon" Chuckles
Lauryn leans on the door frame to the office. "I have what?" She asks, her arms folded across her chest. "And I'm pretty sure I have a name, or a dozen names with all my aliases." "Does training really draw this much of a crowd?" Olivia mutters to herself, reloading her bow. Olivia smirks slightly, rolling her eyes as she does. "It's also the mind and logic you have behind it."
"Here to train as well" Alastair said before going on to the climbing wall. Edwards supervises the students training.