(Bats...why must it always be bats? Even back home, they were annoying. Such tiny targets and you could only aim in the eight basic directions...ugh.)
Alright. I'll take care of them.
(He nods. Okay Grovyle; he'll take out the bats. Despite how much they suck, Django at least has a lot of experience shooting them down. It's admittedly easier than trying to slash them up close. Trust.
He's a professional gunslinger, so even with his ranged attacks being limited to a pin, his accuracy is still pretty top notch. With his Cutie Beam pin at the ready, he takes aim and fires several shots.)
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Alright. I'll take care of them.
(He nods. Okay Grovyle; he'll take out the bats. Despite how much they suck, Django at least has a lot of experience shooting them down. It's admittedly easier than trying to slash them up close. Trust.
He's a professional gunslinger, so even with his ranged attacks being limited to a pin, his accuracy is still pretty top notch. With his Cutie Beam pin at the ready, he takes aim and fires several shots.)