(And he looks up to see his work. He's totally aware that the shot was luck and his brows knit together as he tries to recall what he just did. He wasn't even trying... but he tries again.
Another wide shot, hitting one of the outer rings and then the final shot is somewhere in between center and wide. When he tries again, nothing happens. He's used up his last shots and he lets out a loud and dramatic sigh, )
Aaaah, I'm really not cut for this! (Get it... because he's a sword.) At this rate, you might as well call me a loser!
(And setting the rifle down carefully and smiles at Heine, a little mischievous even if he tries to be friendly,)
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(And he looks up to see his work. He's totally aware that the shot was luck and his brows knit together as he tries to recall what he just did. He wasn't even trying... but he tries again.
Another wide shot, hitting one of the outer rings and then the final shot is somewhere in between center and wide. When he tries again, nothing happens. He's used up his last shots and he lets out a loud and dramatic sigh, )
Aaaah, I'm really not cut for this! (Get it... because he's a sword.) At this rate, you might as well call me a loser!
(And setting the rifle down carefully and smiles at Heine, a little mischievous even if he tries to be friendly,)
But I prefer "Tsurumaru."