Nah, horses will be quieter. Think they'll handle the weather better, too.
[It's raining steadily now, though not enough to really drench, it's just a constant drip. Hell, it'll keep the dust down for a while and that's useful too.
If somehow he and Chrissy really need to make a fast, sudden escape, they'll have to circle back here and hop on the bike, and then from there he'll figure it out. But that's the kind of thing best left as a backup plan.
He waves for Cruz to follow along with them as they head toward the bike to load their stuff on it.]
We're just gettin' everything outta your house early so we can get outta your hair after we pull this off. Appreciate you givin' us a place to sleep, though.
[Mostly. Look, it really was helpful at first. Better than being picked on by asshole folks in town who were ready to treat him like a criminal before he'd done anything wrong. And okay, they were right without knowing it, but at least now he'll earn that reputation for a legitimate reason and not just because he doesn't look white enough for them.
Cruz seems briefly pensive, but nods as he accepts this explanation.]
Come with me, then. Over here.
[Elsewhere in the barn, a space has been cleared in the earthen floor for drawing, and Diego is standing over a diagram of the farm drawn in the ground with the stick in his hand. The farmhouse is marked at the far end of the plot, and Johnnie helps to point out where they should aim to put down the burn piles and start the fires - all with the purpose of getting that field to burn completely, and fast, so that even if one of the piles gets put out by the owners, it won't be enough to stop the flames from the rest.]
There usually aren't nighttime patrols over this side of the farm here, to the south and west. The patrols are just there to keep the slaves in order, normally, so at night they watch over the quarters and make sure nobody gets out. We'll need to draw them off to make sure everyone has time to run for the wagon when the fires start.
[Guillermo explains as he outlines the small bunkhouse next to the farmhouse where everyone is normally penned in at night, and Johnnie nods.]
Fine. We get the fires goin' first, give them time to grow. I'll hang out in the field on the horse, keep an eye on those fires an' make sure nobody comes to put 'em out too soon. I want two people with me, an' if the guards come our way we'll deal with 'em. We need someone else to go rally the folks in that bunkhouse an' make sure everyone's out before the fire gets there. An' someone else better watch the house, that family's gonna be a problem too when they all wake up.
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[It's raining steadily now, though not enough to really drench, it's just a constant drip. Hell, it'll keep the dust down for a while and that's useful too.
If somehow he and Chrissy really need to make a fast, sudden escape, they'll have to circle back here and hop on the bike, and then from there he'll figure it out. But that's the kind of thing best left as a backup plan.
He waves for Cruz to follow along with them as they head toward the bike to load their stuff on it.]
We're just gettin' everything outta your house early so we can get outta your hair after we pull this off. Appreciate you givin' us a place to sleep, though.
[Mostly. Look, it really was helpful at first. Better than being picked on by asshole folks in town who were ready to treat him like a criminal before he'd done anything wrong. And okay, they were right without knowing it, but at least now he'll earn that reputation for a legitimate reason and not just because he doesn't look white enough for them.
Cruz seems briefly pensive, but nods as he accepts this explanation.]
Come with me, then. Over here.
[Elsewhere in the barn, a space has been cleared in the earthen floor for drawing, and Diego is standing over a diagram of the farm drawn in the ground with the stick in his hand. The farmhouse is marked at the far end of the plot, and Johnnie helps to point out where they should aim to put down the burn piles and start the fires - all with the purpose of getting that field to burn completely, and fast, so that even if one of the piles gets put out by the owners, it won't be enough to stop the flames from the rest.]
There usually aren't nighttime patrols over this side of the farm here, to the south and west. The patrols are just there to keep the slaves in order, normally, so at night they watch over the quarters and make sure nobody gets out. We'll need to draw them off to make sure everyone has time to run for the wagon when the fires start.
[Guillermo explains as he outlines the small bunkhouse next to the farmhouse where everyone is normally penned in at night, and Johnnie nods.]
Fine. We get the fires goin' first, give them time to grow. I'll hang out in the field on the horse, keep an eye on those fires an' make sure nobody comes to put 'em out too soon. I want two people with me, an' if the guards come our way we'll deal with 'em. We need someone else to go rally the folks in that bunkhouse an' make sure everyone's out before the fire gets there. An' someone else better watch the house, that family's gonna be a problem too when they all wake up.