[ She can't not laugh at that comment. Lucky? Please. ]
Luck's got nothin' to do with it, sugar.
[ Well, maybe it has a little bit to do with it, but that's all. Apollo knows she's too good of an aim not to be excellent at shit like this, and that cock-sure attitude Sully's already noticed is definitely another thing preventing her from admitting to any possible luck that may have happened.
Instead, she watches how he throws with that curious, amused look of hers firmly in place, then laughs good naturedly when he curses. ]
Aw, almost there! [ She purposely steps a little closer to him for her next throw - that once again lands squarely in the center. Well, her amusement isn't going away anytime soon. ] But you better hurry before there's no room on the bullseye left for you at all, yeah?
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Luck's got nothin' to do with it, sugar.
[ Well, maybe it has a little bit to do with it, but that's all. Apollo knows she's too good of an aim not to be excellent at shit like this, and that cock-sure attitude Sully's already noticed is definitely another thing preventing her from admitting to any possible luck that may have happened.
Instead, she watches how he throws with that curious, amused look of hers firmly in place, then laughs good naturedly when he curses. ]
Aw, almost there! [ She purposely steps a little closer to him for her next throw - that once again lands squarely in the center. Well, her amusement isn't going away anytime soon. ] But you better hurry before there's no room on the bullseye left for you at all, yeah?