Hunt 004 ~ [Action/Dictated]

[squirrelhunter]

[Hello, Paradisa. Daryl's lazy, relaxed, southern drawl comes out over the journals.]

So, anyone here like huntin'? There's prob'ly a bit of fair game out in the woods. I reckon I got a decent map o' the area.

[He's not too comfortable on wishing up food. Besides, old habits died hard.]

...Could maybe do with some company, s'long as y'don't scare the prey away.

[Daryl then sets his journal to one side on the couch in the lobby. The sounds of him tinkering with his crossbow will filter through.]

((OOC: Open over the journals or in person in the lobby.))

Comments

[squirrelhunter]

I ain't no tour guide. I'm goin' out there to hunt. Y'can tag along if y'want.

[fanstheflame]

[he snorts] I wasn't asking you to hold my hand or anything. I just don't wanna get lost.

[squirrelhunter]

Good. Y'won't if ya followin' me.

...You ever hunted before?

[fanstheflame]

Only every day, back home. To survive. Where am I meeting you?