[Jimmy snaps his head around when the knife is tossed to watch it fly, an astonished gasp leaving him once the knife hits the target dead center.]
Woooah...boy, am I ever!
[Jimmy looks back down at his own knife before deciding on using his right hand. He tends to swap hands for a lot of things he does, but that one seems the safest. Then, he takes up position near the target as instructed, waving his left hand to signal for his Breloom to move out of the way.
Once he's lumbered a safe distance behind where Jimmy is standing, he holds up the knife with his lips pursed in concentration.
A second later he tosses it- a bit too hard, sending the knife jutting downwards as it clips the edge of the target and spins into the dirt.]
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Woooah...boy, am I ever!
[Jimmy looks back down at his own knife before deciding on using his right hand. He tends to swap hands for a lot of things he does, but that one seems the safest. Then, he takes up position near the target as instructed, waving his left hand to signal for his Breloom to move out of the way.
Once he's lumbered a safe distance behind where Jimmy is standing, he holds up the knife with his lips pursed in concentration.
A second later he tosses it- a bit too hard, sending the knife jutting downwards as it clips the edge of the target and spins into the dirt.]
Aw!