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Do you think you could pull this arrow out of my thigh? ( With a smile still on her face, she slightly turns and pulled her coat back to reveal an arrow perfectly sticking out. How fun! ) I tried it myself, but I think the adrenaline is focusing on keeping me conscious more than anything else!

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"Gods... I think a dying deer would be less pathetic than this." Morgan sighs, marching over to the tree and climbing it with ease. She then shimmied over the branch that held the rope and Miho up and pulled out a unique looking knife. "If you think your head hurts now, just wait!" +

ᴍɪʜᴏ sʜɪɴᴊᴜ@tetheredmelody.bsky.social · 2y ago

She seemed about as limp as a flour sack, swaying lightly as she shook her head, her frown only growing. “Was I supposed to?” No cameras at a glance…whoever set this up must be really good at being discreet. “I think that’s just gonna make the migraine worse…”

The Morgan of all trades leaped out of the brush at the sound of prey being snagged— "AHAH!! I got you, you.....You..." A look up, look down. "Sheesh! At least give me some kind of fight! No curses? No yelling? Not even a little 'Just you wait until I get out of here pipsqueak!'?"

ᴍɪʜᴏ sʜɪɴᴊᴜ@tetheredmelody.bsky.social · 2y ago

If the sudden rustle of leaves followed by a high-pitched yelp were any indicator, she either nabbed a rookie or— “…God…damn it…” From her comfortable casual wear and the fact that she seemed so…resigned, it’s pretty clear that Morgan was just a little bit off target.