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(OOC: Yeah, fair enough. To be honest, I didn't read the post too thoroughly and by the time I realized she hadn't actually shot him I was fully committed to the joke.)

Jane screamed a meaty, primal scream, throwing one arm in front of his face and randomly kicking his feet. In panic, he randomly fired his rocket launcher all around the jungle. One of them sailed off into the canopy, never to be seen again, another slammed harmlessly into the forest floor, and the third hit Junko square in the chest, which had about the same effect as getting hit by a baseball thrown underhand. Once the ammunition -- his and Junko's -- ran out, and with that, Jane blinked, slowly looked around for a moment, and then the branch holding him snapped. He yelped in shock and dropped his weapon, only to land harmlessly on top of the Harbinger.

"...oh," he eventually muttered. After a moment of heavy, exhausted breathing, he let out a long, low moan and flopped down onto the creature's back. "I'm getting too old for this."