[Johnnie watches in amusement as the whole thing transpires. Fuck it, it's not like it's a big deal to him, they can have the duck. He'll shoot another if he has to - well, as long as he has ammo.
But apparently this is going to be some kind of group situation, and whatever, he's down for that too. He's curious for sure. Maybe not curious enough to seriously want to learn the ins and outs of butchering a duck, but if they wind up here for a few days it can't hurt either.
After a few moments of negotiation via miming, something seems to work itself. The woman takes ahold of the duck, the three end up crossing the stream to Johnnie and Chrissy's side, and they wave for the two out of time to follow along that path Johnnie had parked near.]
I guess we got an invite, huh? To somewhere.
[A small camp upstream on the crest of a low hill overlooking the water - clearly that's where they're headed, once they make their way around a bend and a few tall oak trees. There's smoke from a cooking fire up there, and the wind carries the sound of a couple more voices. Hardly a large town, definitely not the bulk of whatever population lives here, but maybe a place where they catch and cook things before moving on? Fuck if he knows.]
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But apparently this is going to be some kind of group situation, and whatever, he's down for that too. He's curious for sure. Maybe not curious enough to seriously want to learn the ins and outs of butchering a duck, but if they wind up here for a few days it can't hurt either.
After a few moments of negotiation via miming, something seems to work itself. The woman takes ahold of the duck, the three end up crossing the stream to Johnnie and Chrissy's side, and they wave for the two out of time to follow along that path Johnnie had parked near.]
I guess we got an invite, huh? To somewhere.
[A small camp upstream on the crest of a low hill overlooking the water - clearly that's where they're headed, once they make their way around a bend and a few tall oak trees. There's smoke from a cooking fire up there, and the wind carries the sound of a couple more voices. Hardly a large town, definitely not the bulk of whatever population lives here, but maybe a place where they catch and cook things before moving on? Fuck if he knows.]