[ Low, dry, almost to herself. God, her kingdom for a gun. She's a sharp shot and she could hit those creatures from where they're hidden if she had her weapon, but as it is, it's two sticks between them and not much else. She wets her lips, thinking. ]
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[ Low, dry, almost to herself. God, her kingdom for a gun. She's a sharp shot and she could hit those creatures from where they're hidden if she had her weapon, but as it is, it's two sticks between them and not much else. She wets her lips, thinking. ]
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