[Ironically, Ademnet's manner of speech is equally misleading: he is, albeit recently, Lord Ademnet Daigonis, commander of the royal guard and Lord Protector of the Royal House of Ophraxis-Belmaron. If only he remembered that, he and Barnabas might have a lot to talk about.
But right now, they have bigger concerns.
Ademnet nods assent and picks up the other, trying to ape the way Barnabas aims. His first shot goes wide, and he flushes with embarrassment, muttering under his breath:]
Dal's tits.
[Annoyed, he corrects his aim and tries again. This time, he lands a clean shot through one of the featureless cowboys. He glances over to check how Barnabas is doing, then goes back to picking off cowboys.]
no subject
But right now, they have bigger concerns.
Ademnet nods assent and picks up the other, trying to ape the way Barnabas aims. His first shot goes wide, and he flushes with embarrassment, muttering under his breath:]
Dal's tits.
[Annoyed, he corrects his aim and tries again. This time, he lands a clean shot through one of the featureless cowboys. He glances over to check how Barnabas is doing, then goes back to picking off cowboys.]