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[Action]

[ramble_on]

Birdark? Really?

[He focuses back on the shot, takes it, and sends his prey falling. It's a good shot, right through the chest of the animal, but as he walks over to where it fell, Dean sees that it's...]

Just a regular bird.

[Somehow this seems not as impressive.

Damn it.]

[Action]

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More edible than the Birdark.

[There's something, at least. He drags the bird up by its legs, noting the utter deadness of it. Bless you, small creature, for tonight he feasts on your supple breast.]

This a tie, Rambo?

[Action]

[ramble_on]

For now.

[Until the next competition, which Dean needs to make sure is more challenging.]

You hungry?

[Because he can try to make a meal out of these kills — some sort of pesco-avian dish.]

[Action]

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[He has faith you'll continue to bug him for shooting matches, to be sure.]

Sure. I'll even taste test the shark thing. Just make sure you have Cas on speed dial in case that thing hits me like bad Chinese.