[Eventually, the hapless dart-throwers turn to other drunken activities. Hornet remains in place, eyeing up the dart board, before carefully shifting positions. She narrows her eyes, drawing her needle back, then throws.]
[The needle strikes right in the center, snapping the board in half and embedding itself in the wall. Hornet pumps her fist a little.]
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[The needle strikes right in the center, snapping the board in half and embedding itself in the wall. Hornet pumps her fist a little.]