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[killtime]

[ The camera angle is. Bad. This is a person who does not know how to use their communicator well. They probably can't even take a proper selfie. All that's showing is a pair of combat boots moving around in the grass — someone's backyard? — and in the distance, much farther out, a tree that (oddly enough) has a single board nailed to it for a reason only the gods know. It's not even nailed on straight.

The boots stop wandering. It's quiet for a moment.

Then there's a thwip, almost like the sound of a rubber band, and a thunk moments later, as an arrow hits the crooked board, dead center.

Unceremoniously then, a woman's voice: ]

Any of you know shit about teenagers?

[ Another thunk. A second arrow, its head practically kissing the first where it strikes. ]

What do normal fifteen-year-olds do these days?

[ Thunk. A third arrow. Three for three.

A mutter then, half to herself: ]

Fuck. Probably better get around to the whole "birds and bees" thing.

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[killtime]

[ A dismissive wave of her hand. ]

Fell off the roof, putting the Christmas lights up. Walked it off.

[ Yeah, she walked off cracking her skull open on the driveway. ]

[measuringdicks]

From that high? No fucking way. How're you not fucking dead?

[killtime]

I got better.

[measuringdicks]

Your superpower's just walking shit like that off? Fuck, that's actually really cool. Is it a Porter thing?

[killtime]

No. Been this way some 6,800 years or so.

[ She sounds incredibly blase about it too. ]