[He snickers and playfully punches Chrissy in the arm for that. Fuck. He'll show her a wild ride...
The sound and smell of sizzling onions grabs his attention away for a second. Goddamn he's hungry, that piece of jerky didn't count as breakfast. Those onions have him drooling.]
He can ride Nayáwsa'. If I can round him up, that is. The horse, not Redmayne here.
[Johnnie laughs at that too, as he takes out a cigarette to help keep his stomach quiet while food is being prepared, then offers the pack out to the others with him just in case anyone wants one. He's set for a while with all the smokes he grabbed back in New Orleans, that's for sure.]
So how do ghost horses come to be, anyway? We've only seen ghost people so far. Were they yours when you were alive?
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[He snickers and playfully punches Chrissy in the arm for that. Fuck. He'll show her a wild ride...
The sound and smell of sizzling onions grabs his attention away for a second. Goddamn he's hungry, that piece of jerky didn't count as breakfast. Those onions have him drooling.]
He can ride Nayáwsa'. If I can round him up, that is. The horse, not Redmayne here.
[Johnnie laughs at that too, as he takes out a cigarette to help keep his stomach quiet while food is being prepared, then offers the pack out to the others with him just in case anyone wants one. He's set for a while with all the smokes he grabbed back in New Orleans, that's for sure.]
So how do ghost horses come to be, anyway? We've only seen ghost people so far. Were they yours when you were alive?