Mech pilot (Closed for The_Weeping_Angel )

[The_Weeping_Angel]

When she finally left the water Laurel collected her clothes and walked past john and went into the tent, where she dried off.

 

[JonathanBair]

As she walked by Jon he asked "How was the water?"

Jon wants to give her space so he dose not really plan to ask anything more then that... Tho he has a few things on his mind with her, but being respectful to give her time and space...

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Wet,” replied before crawling into the tent.

A little later she exited, dry and in clean clothes. “What are we eating first? Your kill or mine?"
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[JonathanBair]

Jon says "Well I hope water is wet and enjoyable...." "I will be cooking your rabbit things first, and making jerky with the deer like thing, tho it is much lighter then Earth white tail deer, so wont give as much but still a good amount... Tho making it jerky will take 12 hours low and slow heat to cook.."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Ok,” she replies throing he not padd on the ground with her puncil and sitting done beside itt.

After a secund she were drawning in it.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon asks "Do you want me to cook the rabbit's now? Should take about 20 minutes to cook... A bit less if I brake them up into sections.."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Whenever you want,” she replied without really caring. Maybe the rabbit was poisonous and would kill her.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon says ok going to brake one up into parts and cook the second one intact....

Jon gets his bayonet and start to cut the rabbit in half along the spine... Jon digs a hole in the ground to the side of the fire pit area and puts some grass on the bottom of the hole where he puts the 2 rabbits then starts the fire... The new hole he dug basically acting as a wood burning oven....

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Sitting on the ground she drew in her note pad, sketching something, her hands quick and short, writing as well as drawing before flipping the page and making more notes and sketches. Over and over, page after page, she drew.

 

[JonathanBair]

I can see the rabbit looks like it is fully cooked, I use my knife to poke and open up my side to make sure it is done all the way.. I move the fire away from the little hole and I call out "Grub is done, Can you please grab the trays from my pack for us...."

I get the deer that is hanging up on a tree trunk that I found was downed, so I move the truck and the deer next to the fire to let it start it's slow cooking while we eat...

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Standing up Laurel went to the designated pack and returned with the trays. After getting her portion she sat and ate, making notes in her sketch books as she did so.

 

[JonathanBair]

After eating, Jon grabbed his riffle and slung it over his shoulder and said "We are going to need allot of fire wood tonight to keep the fire going all night.. We will not need it hot so much, but wide to cook the deer on all 4 sides at once...I am going out to collect more wood."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Ok,” she replied turning back to her sketch book, but not before she took a glance at all the wood she’d already gathered the night before.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon sees the glance and says "With the fire being so wide, I am not sure the large pile you got will last us the night... I just want to play it safe and have extra... If we do have more wood then what we need tonight, then that means we will not need to get some tomorrow.. Like the old saying, better to have and not need then to need and not have...."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Sure,” she replied not even looking up from her book and her sketches and notes.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon asks "later tonight when we go to bed, may I see your drawings, or are they to personal?"

Jon waits for a bit, then says "Well I am going to get us extra wood, as the wide fire area will burn about twice what we got... If we had a shed or a closet to smoke the deer thing in, the wood we got now would be more then enough, but I did not bring a spare room with me *chuckles at his lame joke*.. Ya that was lame, but it is me...."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Looking up for moment she just shrugged. “Didn’t say anything,” she finally replied. “Do as you want.”

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon nods "Ok I am going to get wood now... Thank you for willing to be willing to share your art work with me tonight."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

When he came back her notebook was laying where she’d been sitting. A rock on top of it to keep it safe from any breeze or being blown into the fire.

In the tent her clothes were folded and laying beside her sleeping bag, which she’d folded open and ready for her return.

Her towel, shoes, and handgun was missing. She’d probably gone swimming again.​

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon put the wood down, looked at the tent noticing that... Jon moves to the river bank unsling my rifle as he hold it to my side as Jon lay down.. Jon smile and say "enjoy the water, I will keep guard for you while keeping you company.. Feel free to ignore me tho..."

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Stack the wood and get more, I don’t need a guard.” Laurel called before sliding under the water again.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon is torn... He dose not want to push him self on her if she dose not want him, but yet with the meat in the camp and so far away from the base the big predators could be around and for some fucked up reason he enjoys being around her... Sure her sexy body is also a perk, but as a person he wants to be with her...

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Swimming slowly Laurel stayed in the water for quite some time, the light showing she wasn’t wearing anything, but thn she did have a tendency to prefer nudity or very little clothing. “I am safe enough on my own, anything out there will come towards the camp and the raw meat than it will me and the loud noises I’m making.”

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon says "That is true, I will weave you be." With a bit of a hurt tone in his voice. Jon gets up so he can sling his rifle again and pick up a bit more wood.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

When he returned Laurel was sitting by the fire, her towel on her shoulders as she dried off from the heat of the flames.