[What. Do you even say to that? To accidentally spraying your girlfriend with monster bird bits? No chance in hitting her, not with his aim. But the blowback?]
Uh.
[He's stood up a bit from his bunker, his expression pretty stricken. If it weren't his rifle, the instinct would have been to toss it to one side, in the classic "wasn't me".]
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[What. Do you even say to that? To accidentally spraying your girlfriend with monster bird bits? No chance in hitting her, not with his aim. But the blowback?]
Uh.
[He's stood up a bit from his bunker, his expression pretty stricken. If it weren't his rifle, the instinct would have been to toss it to one side, in the classic "wasn't me".]
... Towel?