[nice. that shot was kind of a rough one, but he did it! man, archer is amazing. he watches the bird wobble in the air and struggle, though he's slightly confused by the fact it didn't seem to really notice the shot at first. can they brainwash birds, now? they can't. right? they can't.
he's been in and seen enough plane crashes to realise what's happening and how its gliding to a stop rather than just shrieking and dropping out the sky like he'd expected and-- jesus. archer's eye sight must be getting pretty shitty because that thing is way bigger than he expected and--
oh. shit. fuck. it's clearly aiming for the yard he's currently in. fuck!
archer would shoot again, but he's distracted getting his dog back inside. that bird could definitely eat... whatever the dog's name is.]
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he's been in and seen enough plane crashes to realise what's happening and how its gliding to a stop rather than just shrieking and dropping out the sky like he'd expected and-- jesus. archer's eye sight must be getting pretty shitty because that thing is way bigger than he expected and--
oh. shit. fuck. it's clearly aiming for the yard he's currently in. fuck!
archer would shoot again, but he's distracted getting his dog back inside. that bird could definitely eat... whatever the dog's name is.]