Marian grinned and leaned against a post to watch the new arrivals demonstrate what they could do. That was when she saw that minx Hitomi come in. She must have sensed one of her countrymen had arrived and the homing pigeon that was her vagina had activated. She didn't mind the forward woman so much. She wasn't Marian's type, as she lacked male equipment, but she didn't mind the attention. The woman had been a little too into Marian's red hair until a redheaded whore was hired. It was harder to offend Marian than to just hit on her, though. She gave the woman a polite smile and a wave for her attention, but was eager to see what the newbies would do.

The eastern man sprang into action, and Marian adjusted her attention. She leaned forward with interest, watching him roll and slice the dummies. "Well, hell's bells..." she said with a slow drawl, "Where were you when I was in El Paso..." she said to herself.

The girl had to put in more effort, but managed to ruin her own set of dummies well enough. She seemed rusty, and probably in need of guidance in throwing weapons. Marian hoped Kenichi would be interested in helping teach the girl. Marian used ranged weapons herself, but they were guns and crossbows. She hadn't brought her weapons with her to the courtyard, and had just decided she wasn't counted in the demonstrate her skills category since she was already a member who'd been completing missions, but Snow must have planned to have her show off because a young boy tugged at her sleeve. He had her crossbow and some bolts bundled in his arms. 

"What are you suppose'ta be, a squire??" she asked, somewhat annoyed. She shot a glance at Snow who only looked at her expectantly, and resigned herself to putting on a demonstration. She snatched her equipment from the child before he managed to hurt himself with it, and loaded the bolts efficiently. Across the practice yard were a line of cans, but Marian snorted and looked about. On the second floor balcony above the yard someone had left a wine glass sitting on the ledge. She lined up the crossbow allowing for the considerable crosswinds and let the bolt fly, effectively shattering the glass into sparkling shards and causing a loud shriek of surprise from somewhere inside the balcony's room. A girl rushed out, noted the bolt stuck in the door frame, and looked angrily at the group. 

"Come on, honey, toss that bolt down here for me. And don't leave cups out on the balcony where they can get hurt!" The girl scowled, and pulled the bolt from the wall and dropped it. Marian motioned for the boy to go fetch it, which he did quickly.

"Cans on a fence are for babes at the breast, can we move on?" she asked.