Date: 2024-01-15 12:42 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] b_a_n_g
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I bet you'd be eating it with a spoon.

[For his part, the survival aspect was something that he could fall back on as well as the fact that it would keep them busy. They wouldn't be surrounded by their thoughts in the quiet times, but settling was something he avoided. He hadn't managed it in Deerington, and he wasn't about to start now. Except that he was right here with this ongoing conversation.

His head leaned towards those fingers, and his arms dropped away from Jack's shoulders so that he could slip his arm hands up and under the younger man's shirt. His fingers played over hard muscles and the smoothest of skin that told him where every scar was.]


A distillery in the back somewhere and a green house to get through the winter months. We could become partial suppliers to the Harvest. [He shrugged his shoulders. He'd never had a farm animal before. Annabelle and Specter were the first pets he had ever had.] Whatever you want. I guess I would have to learn how to treat wool....
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