Frances scrunches up her nose, shaking her head. "Nah, I just close my eyes and pick one. Makes it a surprise every time, Houdini."
Frances grimaces at their luck. "Yay we answered the Colonel's inquiry. Go us," she sighs and reaches in her quiver. "Come on, let's go mess with Texas. 'Ey uglies!" Nocking a few high-whistling arrows to the string, she fires them to land short of the locals with with large smoky bangs.
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