Jaime didn't even feel the wind on that shot, watching it flicker out of sight and out of harm's way (or to whatever poor soul's electronic device as it streamed past a skyscraper). He shot Starscream a smug look: white teeth glinting in a smirk from the distance he was.
"Really, dude?"
Time to clip this chicken.
--Wait, why didn't I say that out LOUD? That was almost GOOD.
Charging 68% complete.
"Close enough." Jaime propelled forward, taking aim at wing number two and firing.
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"Really, dude?"
Time to clip this chicken.
--Wait, why didn't I say that out LOUD? That was almost GOOD.
Charging 68% complete.
"Close enough." Jaime propelled forward, taking aim at wing number two and firing.