[She whips around at the voice, instinctively pulling out her magnum (despite the fact that here it only ever shoots rubber darts), and looks around wildly before catching sight of him in the trees. Oh, looked like it was just some tree-loving hippy dude or something. She huffs and sigh and holsters her gun.]
No reason. Just got bored. [Not going to admit she was practicing because she failed at it anyway.]
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No reason. Just got bored. [Not going to admit she was practicing because she failed at it anyway.]