[It's enough. Eames moves another few steps forward, tracking the light and watching carefully for any shadows that move. It's a waiting game for the most part, and Eames is impatient to get this over and done with. It pays off though, when he catches a glimpse of a leg and fires immediately. No way is he waiting to see more and risk the fucking mosquito taking flight again.]
[It hits, though it's probably a bit much to hope he got it in the knee, but no vampire he's ever seen is gonna get up and run off after having a piece of wood shoved in their leg. And given he has the time, there may be just a little bit of theatrics to the way Eames walks toward their fallen new friend. Ears open - sound carries in these tunnels, and there's every chance there's more nearby - but why not have a little fun with things?]
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[It hits, though it's probably a bit much to hope he got it in the knee, but no vampire he's ever seen is gonna get up and run off after having a piece of wood shoved in their leg. And given he has the time, there may be just a little bit of theatrics to the way Eames walks toward their fallen new friend. Ears open - sound carries in these tunnels, and there's every chance there's more nearby - but why not have a little fun with things?]