He levels the gun and aims, breathing steady and-- to the left, a little to the left yes, his natural inclination anyway, and--]
Oh. [All of that intensity fizzles out in an instant so that Kojuro can hand over his due fee, head bowed for a second, before he promptly resumes Aiming Very Furiously So That He Can Get The Goddamn Dragon Toy And Hug It At Night. When he fires, the lack of noise past a quick click really makes that shit anti-climatic, but that doesn't matter!
DID HE HIT. The gun gets almost tossed aside in his enthusiasm because he really just wants the fat blue dragon so much it hurts now...Shit, just off the bullseye. If the vendor was in a better mood, he might've allowed it to pass, but apparently not.]
Fuck. [He's already jostling for another payout, just barely crackling with static electricity from how angry he is at goofing his shot.] Bear with me, Yukizome. I won't shoot like shit again!
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THAT FUCKING FAT DRAGON IS BLUE
AND IT IS KOJURO'S NOW.
He levels the gun and aims, breathing steady and-- to the left, a little to the left yes, his natural inclination anyway, and--]
Oh. [All of that intensity fizzles out in an instant so that Kojuro can hand over his due fee, head bowed for a second, before he promptly resumes Aiming Very Furiously So That He Can Get The Goddamn Dragon Toy And Hug It At Night. When he fires, the lack of noise past a quick click really makes that shit anti-climatic, but that doesn't matter!
DID HE HIT. The gun gets almost tossed aside in his enthusiasm because he really just wants the fat blue dragon so much it hurts now...Shit, just off the bullseye. If the vendor was in a better mood, he might've allowed it to pass, but apparently not.]
Fuck. [He's already jostling for another payout, just barely crackling with static electricity from how angry he is at goofing his shot.] Bear with me, Yukizome. I won't shoot like shit again!