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Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×We just got out here, maybe try actually looking first..× They elbow him a little, then turn and start heading off in a different random direction, stepping over a fallen log coated in old claw marks. ×...Maybe I'm a jerk, but I'm glad it's just us two. Cassidy and Emory are fine and all but it hasn't been the same×

He eyes the claw marks for a second, old, but that doesn’t necessarily mean whatever left them is gone. But, he still doesn’t smell any animals, so it’s probably nothing to worry about. He follows after them, nodding his head a bit. “I get what you mean. I’ll miss Cassidy while he’s gone—I’ll miss them both—but this is nice.”

They stop for a second to look at some prints in the soft dirt, kneeling down to get a better view. ×Yeah... let's just try not getting too sappy, you won't believe it but I don't like crying all the time×

“Me neither.” He bends down a bit to get a look, too, and he squints his eyes. “What are those, bear prints?”

They stand up after looking at it some more, then shrug. ×Think so, pretty big so.. maybe a grizzly. Or a really big black bear× Reid starts walking forward again, shoving through branches. ×You don't mind shooting a bear, right? Because if we see one, I'm taking off×

“That depends on if I can actually get a shot at it or not…. I might just end up running with you.” He does not want to fight a giant bear, so he tries to turn them in a different direction. As he walks, he quickly checks that the rifle is loaded, just in case something does show up.

Reid keeps up with him, next to him at first and then following. He can smell deer now, there's indiscernible hoof prints in the dirt as well. ×...Okay, can I say something though? A few months ago when you were upset with me not helping out around the camp, I feel like I kinda brushed it off×

Jameson turns his head a little, sniffing a bit, and follows the scent, keeping an eye out for any bushes they could hide behind.

“You did.” He realizes that sounds harsh, and cringes to himself. “…It’s fine, you were worried about finding Camille. You’ve made up for it plenty since then, anyway.”

×I guess so.. I dunno, I feel like I should apologize again. Or really try and make it up to you, I know there's other things that I've done besides that× They're mumbling now, looking down at the ground as something small darts off into the underbrush.

×...I know you've forgiven me for all this stuff, and maybe I have made up for it. But it's not enough, I can feel it×

“Listen, I forgive you. I really don’t want you spending so much time worrying over this, especially now. Pushing yourself too hard might just make things worse.” He ignores whatever scurried past, putting his rifle back around his shoulder. “….If it bothers you so much, though, what can we do to fix it?”

#more supernatural . it’s incredibly necessary #sentence starters

supernatural : season 5 … sentence starters

“Hey, ass-butt.!”

“Well, go ahead. Kill me.“

“I’m going to kill you, myself.“

“I just don’t think I can trust you.“

“No. It’s foolish, it can’t be done.“

“You are nine kinds of crazy, boy.”

“I can’t do this without you. I can’t.“

“I found a liquor store. And I drank it.”

“You won’t kill him. You wouldn’t dare.“

“Oh, nothing, just the end of the world.“

“I’m making this stuff up as I go. Sue me!”

“Well, then I ain’t gonna let him die alone.“

“Do we have any chance of surviving this?“

“What’s wrong with you? Are you… drunk?“

“I need to step back, ‘cause I’m dangerous.“

“I was dead from the moment we said ‘hello’.“

“I can do this. I can. I’m gonna prove it to you.“

“I thought you were supposed to be impressive.”

“You’ve come a long way to see this, haven’t you?“

“I can’t fight, I can’t walk, but I can do something…”

“I would give anything, anything, to take it all back…”

“All of them? You think you have to save everyone?“

“What am I supposed to do, just let you off the hook?“

“Would you believe I’m actually trying to protect you?“

“But there’s no other explanation. He’s gone for good.“

“Honestly, people don’t need a reason to kill each other.“

“I’m hunted, I have rebelled, and I did it - all of it - for you.“

“There’s something in me that… scares the hell out of me.”

“I’m sure the apocalypse’ll still be there when we get back.“

“You can think whatever you want. I deserve it, and worse.”

“You know we destroyed that kid’s life by telling him the truth.“

“I can see inside your head. And it is a one-track city in there.“

“So, is there a quota? How many people do you have to save?“

“I’m having a hard time forgiving and forgetting here, you know?“

“She was the love of my life; how many times do I gotta kill her?“

“Just when we thought you were out, they pull you back in, huh?”

“Oh, no. He, like, exploded. Like a water balloon of chunky soup.”

“You gotta stop poking around in my dreams; I need some me time.“

“It’s my job, somebody’s gotta save people’s asses. Yours included.“

“I’m gonna rip you apart from the inside out. Do you understand me?“

“And I lost everything, for nothing. So keep your opinions to yourself.“

“Why do you have to hunt monsters? Why not let someone else do it?“

“You don’t have to be afraid of me,. What do you think I’m going to do?“

“I’m good. I can’t believe I’m saying that, but I am, I’m… I’m really good.“

“Damn right, they’re flawed… But a lot of 'em try to do better, to forgive.”

“I have to believe someone can make the right choice, even if I couldn’t.“

“Don’t you get it? You can’t run from yourself. Why are you running now?“

“You’re sure? I mean, maybe he just vanished into the light or something.“

“You are not the burnt and broken shell of a man that I believed you to be.“

“I guess I’m a little numb with the earth-shattering revelations at this point.“

“You want to be strong, again, but not just strong… stronger than everybody.”

“Same song, different verse. Things are never gonna change with you. Never.“

“I am calm. And I’d very calmly like to talk about the monster that’s hunting us.“

“I know how messed up that sounds, which means, I know how messed up I am.”

“You’re damn right you didn’t listen. You were reckless, and selfish, and arrogant.“

“Last I checked, it wasn’t the road to heaven that was paved with good intentions.“

“You better kill me, now! Or I swear, I will find a way to kill you. And I won’t stop—!”

“I am wearing sunglasses at night! You know who does that? No-talent douchebags.“

“I got your message. It was long, your message. I find the sound of your voice grating.“

“You knew there was something dark inside of you. Deep down, maybe, but you knew.“

“Oh, uh, excuse me for asking, but… aren’t you kind of signing your own death warrant?“

“You were the one that I depended on the most. And you let me down in ways that I can’t even…“

“I got no idea. But what I do have is a G.E.D., and a ‘give 'em hell’ attitude and I’ll figure it out.“

“Could you do me a favor there, Satan, and remind me to quit drinking before I go to bed?“

“You don’t know my family. What you guys call the Apocalypse, I used to call Sunday dinner!“

“I just can’t keep pretending that everything’s all right. Because it’s not. And it’s never going to be.”

“No drinking, no gambling, no premarital sex. They basically just outlawed 90 percent of your personality.”

“Sweetheart, if this is our last night on Earth, then I’m going to spend it with a little thing I call self-respect.“

“You’re not fooling me, you know that? With this 'sympathy for the devil’ crap. I know what you are.”

“It is not fun, it’s not entertaining. It is a river of crap that would send most people howling to the nuthouse!“

“Sooner or later, the past is gonna catch up to you like it always does. You know what happens then? People die.“

“What is going on in this town, it’s what happens when this thing is happy; you cannot imagine what it will do if it’s angry.”

“Look. I know what I did. What I’ve done. And I am trying to climb out of that hole, I am, but you’re not making it any easier.“

“This kind of thing don’t get forgiven, boy. If by some miracle, we pull this off, I want you to lose my number. You understand me?“

“An ugly, evil, belly-to-the-ground supernatural piece of crap. The only difference between them and you, is the size of your ego.”

“And that’s exactly what you’re going to do: you’re going to take all that crap, and you’re gonna bury it. You’re gonna forget about it, because that’s how we keep going.“

supernatural : season 4 … sentence starters

“I’ll man the flashlight.”

“Hey, I just got out of jail. Bring it.”

“I’m not a demon, either, you know.”

“Angel or not, I will stab you in the face.“

“It ends bloody or sad. That’s just the life.”

“Witches, man, they’re so frigging skeevy.”

“I remember I was a hell hound’s chew toy.”

“I like to think its ‘cause of my perky nipples.“

“Dude, you’re confusing reality with porn again.“

“Look, all I know is I wasn’t groped by an angel.“

“So what, now I’m off the hook and you’re on it?“

“What part of that wasn’t a steaming pile of BS?“

“Its like a demon yanked me out. Or rode me out.“

“He was so vanilla that he made vanilla seem spicy.“

“You know our true orders. Are you prepared to disobey?“

“You’re supposed to help people… why didn’t you help me?“

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, you couldn’t have stopped it.“

“I’m not going to make a left hand turn into on coming traffic.“

“I don’t envy the weight that’s on your shoulders. I truly don’t.”

“You think he’s lying? You want to go Guantanamo on the guy?”

“And you. You’re gassy. You eat half a burrito and you get toxic!”

“Behave yourself, would you? No homework, watch some porn.“

“Zombie-ghost-orgy, huh? Well, that’s it. I’m torching everybody.”

“That was when I was breathing. Now I’m going to eat you alive.“

“Are you sure about that? Because it sounds like crazy on toast.“

“I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.“

“Well, boo-hoo… I’m so sorry you got your feelings hurt, princess.“

“You were gone. I was here. I had to keep on fighting without you.“

“You don’t want to go hunting ghosts without any health insurance.“

“Let’s can the thanks-for-trying speech, participation trophies suck ass.“

“I don’t know if what I’m doing is right. Hell, I don’t even know if I trust you.“

“So what, we’ve got a vampire and a werewolf monster mashing this town?“

“You’ll spill your guts one way or another, I just didn’t want to ruin my shoes.“

“What’s the deal with the liquor store, your parents out of town or something?“

“I can’t get over what a pumpkin pie-eyed-crazy, son of a bitch you really are.”

“Nice to finally talk to you when I’m not, you know, choking on my own blood.“

“Oh, come on! What, are you allergic to straight answers, you son of a bitch?!“

“Apparently shoving a kids arm into a Cuisinart is not a healthy display of anger.“

“I can’t see your face, but those are definitely your brooding and pensive shoulders.”

“There’s nothing more dangerous than some a-hole who thinks he’s on a holy mission.“

“This is going to sound a little… actually, this is going to sound massively, massively crazy.”

“You want to go in there and half-ass it like before? We have the time to get it right. Let’s get it right.“

“Boy, three bedrooms, two bathrooms and one homicide. This place is going to sell like hotcakes.“

“There’s nothing more to say. I can’t keep explaining myself to you. I can’t make you understand.“

“Look, man, I don’t know you, but I’m going to do a public service and let you know that you over share.“

“Okay, well how about this? I’ve got a gun in my pocket and if you don’t come with me, I’ll blow your brains out.“

“Awesome. Its nice to have my head on the chopping block again. I almost forgot what that feels like. Its freaking delightful.“

“Normal people, they see a monster, they run away. But not us. We search out things that want to kill us. Or eat us. You know who does that? Crazy people! We are insane.“

“The things that I saw…. there aren’t words. There is no forgetting. There’s no making it better. Because it is right here… forever. You wouldn’t understand. And I could never make you understand.“

#sentence starters

supernatural : season 3… sentence starters

“My God, you’re a freak.“

“Okay, weirdy-mcweirdison.”

“Sounds pretty X-Files to me.“

“That’s assuming you have a heart.“

“Did it look cool, like in the movies?“

“Do these tacos taste funny to you?“

“Excuse me? No, no. We’re very smart!“

“On silk sheets, rolling naked in money.“

“Oh, don’t go away angry. Just go away.“

“Do I look like a ditchable prom date to you?“

“Yeah, you’re right, that’s completely normal.“

“I get all tingly when you take control like that.“

“But, really, the thing is, no one can save you.”

“I mean, obviously, I wanna hunt some zombies.“

“I know. And those evil sons of bitches know it, too.“

“Nothing good comes out of us, just blood and pain.“

“Well, aren’t you good at just brining down the room?“

“Let me see your knife… so I can gouge my eyes out.“

“I don’t want you thinking, you’re not very good at that.“

“What could you possibly say that sounds crazy to me?“

“If it’s any consolation, I think you’re a truly awful person.“

“After everything I’ve done for this family, I think I’m entitled.“

“There’s some salt in my duffel. Make a circle and get inside.“

“Wait, so you’re mad because I’m starting to agree with you?“

“So, we’re eating bacon cheeseburgers for breakfast, are we?“

“Newsflash, people are supposed to be freaked out by ghosts.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.“

“You’re gonna die, and this… this is what you’re gonna become!“

“Did I just see you strike out with a prostitute? How’s that work?“

“Hey, man, I’ll try anything once, but that sounds uncomfortable.”

“So, you’re only out for yourself, huh? It’s all about number one?”

“All I’m saying is that you’re my weak spot. You are. And I’m yours.“

“You think you’re being funny but you’re being really, really childish.“

“You make me an offer and I think you’ll find me highly cooperative.“

“I don’t know what you’re smiling about, you’re not going anywhere.“

“I mean… no one can save you because you don’t want to be saved.“

“Now what do you say we destroy that ugly-ass piece of dead thing?“

“Okay, how about you tell me where they are, or I kill you, right now?“

“I knew it was going happen. I know everything that’s going to happen.”

“They’re here because their bodies are here, somewhere in the house.“

“Don’t you dare look down your nose at me. You’re no better than I am.”

“And you know something else? Stop trying to act like you’re not afraid.“

“Your own father didn’t care whether you lived or died. Why should you?“

“You’re lying. And you may as well drop it, ‘cause I can see right through you.“

“It’s a free country. A man can’t chose his own syrup? What have we become?“

“So, what do you say we kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell?”

“Yeah, its like putting a neon sign on your front door that says ‘come kill us now’.”

“You’ve got a lot of people fooled, but, see, I know the truth. I know what it’s like.“

“Tried everything I know to save your life, and I can’t. No matter what I do, you die.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?! You can’t just go around shooting people like that!“

“A hand of glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week.“

“No, I’m not mad, I’m… I’m worried. I’m worried because you’re not acting like yourself.”

“Look, I’m just saying that its crazy, you know? Even for us crazy, like Dingo-ate-my-baby crazy.”

“Really, just like that? I thought you would have been like 'no, we can’t, he’s human, its wrong’.“

“How’d you get like this? Huh? What, your daddy not give you enough hugs or something?

“Some whiskey here, a hooker there, and they’ll walk right into Hell with big, fat smiles on their faces.“

“Of course, I peed myself. Man gets hits by a car, you think he has full control over his bladder? Come on!“

“I’m sorry! I mean, this is all my fault. I know that. But, what you’re doing, it’s not gonna save me. It’s only gonna kill you.“

“No. You’re not going to bust out the misty goodbye speech. If this is my last day on earth I don’t want it to be socially awkward.“

#sentence starters

supernatural : season 2 … sentence starters

“I think I’m adorable.“

“My God, you are attractive!“

“Put the knife down, damn it!“

“He said that I might have to kill you.”

“You don’t think I’m a little twisted, too?”

“What else would a ghost be scared of?“

“Guess I gotta save your ass for a change.“

“So, what, we should just leave them to die?“

“If it’s the last thing I do, I’m gonna save you.“

“It’s over for me. It doesn’t have to be for you.“

“Hit me all you want. It won’t change anything.“

“Dude, you’re not gonna poke her with a stick!“

“This weight on my shoulders, man… I’m tired of it.”

“Why didn’t you kill me? You had a dozen chances.“

“What are you talking about? I’m a joy to be around!“

“Well, it takes two to, you know… have hardcore sex.“

“You shouldn’t have done that. How could you do that?!“

“Oh, don’t listen to him, baby. He doesn’t understand us.“

“What do you think? Vengeful spirit, underline ‘vengeful’?“

“Well, except for all the pee-your-pants terror, yeah, sure.“

“You haven’t called a soul for help, you haven’t even tried.“

“I put too much on your shoulders. I made you grow up too fast.“

“Great. So, we’ve got to clean up these people’s mess for them?”

“I had one job. And I screwed it up. I blew it. And for that I’m sorry.”

“No, they’re doing our job. Only they don’t know it, so they suck at it.“

“I think you did it for yourself so you wouldn’t have to live without her.“

“You and I have seen things most people couldn’t even dream about.“

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.. And I don’t care what it takes.“

“And I’m not all right. Not at all. But, neither are you. That much I know.”

“Hey, see if they’ve got any pie. Bring me some pie! Love me some pie.“

“You’ve got to help me. I’ve gotta get better, I’ve gotta get back in there.“

“Listen to me. We’re going to patch you up, okay? You’ll be as good as new.“

“But I’ve always done the best I could. I just don’t want to fight anymore, okay?”

“But whatever I do to you, it’s nothing compared to what you do to yourself, is it?“

“Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero?“

“Stop asking if I need anything, stop asking if I’m okay. I’m okay. Really. I promise.“

“Just give me some time. Give me some time to think, okay? I’m begging you here.”

“Most people spend their lives in shades of gray. ‘Is this right, is that wrong’? Not us.“

“I don’t know how to help you. But I’ll keep trying, alright? As long as you keep fighting.”

“It’s supposed to be tough! We’re supposed to struggle with this, that’s the whole point!”

“So, what? So, you’re just gonna give up? I mean, you’re just gonna lay down and die?“

“Don’t get mad at me. Don’t you do that. I had to. I had to look out for you. That’s my job!“

“Something big and bad is coming, and it’s coming fast, and their side holds all the cards.”

“Wow, that attitude is just way too healthy for me. I’m officially uncomfortable now. Thank you.“

“I just think, whatever’s going to happen is going to happen. It’s out of my control; it’s just fate.“

“Can we not fight? You know, half the time we’re fighting I don’t know what we’re fighting about.“

“So, you want me to believe in this stuff? I’m gonna need to see some hard proof. You got any?“

“They say you can’t protect your loved ones forever. Well, I say screw that… what else is family for?”

“Those are good things. You don’t throw things like that away… They might be hard to find later.“

“Check the freezer. Maybe there’s some human hearts behind the Häagen-Dazs or something.“

“You did that. And you didn’t complain, not once. I just want you to know that I am so proud of you.“

“I’m an Aquarius. I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach, and frisky women. And I did not kill anyone.“

“But what if she knew how much it cost? What if she knew it cost your soul? How do you think she’d feel?“

“That’s ectoplasm… Well, I think I know what we’re dealing with here. It’s the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.”

“That’s crap. You always have a choice. You can either roll over and die or you can keep fighting, no matter what.“

“You know, maybe the spirits are trying to shut down the movie ‘cause they think it sucks. 'Cause, I mean… it kinda does.“

“And you’re pissed at me, and I get it. That’s fine, I deserve it. But we lay low until we figure out our next move, okay?“

“Come here. I’m gonna lay my head gently on your shoulder. Maybe we can cry, and hug, and maybe even slow dance.“

“I’ve done everything you’ve ever asked me, everything. I’ve given everything I’ve ever had. Now you’re just going to sit there and you’re gonna watch me die?“

#sentence starters

#they just had these guys saying some bullllshiiittt #sentence starters

supernatural : season 1 … sentence starters

“Never? You’re never afraid?“

“Must you cheapen the moment?”

“Well, that’s ‘cause you’re a freak.“

“That’s not fear. That is precaution.“

“Now listen to me, it wasn’t your fault.“

“I swore I was done hunting for good.“

“You’re scared. It’s okay, I understand.“

“I hope your apple pie’s freakin’ worth it!“

“Alright, whatever. I’m too tired to argue.“

“You’re not gonna try to kill me, are you?“

“Let me know if you see any dead people.”

“I wish I could have that kind of innocence.“

“Sorry, I can’t hear you. The music’s too loud.“

“No, no I… I was seeing things. It’s impossible.”

“Come on, it wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t that bad.“

“And you’re hiking out in biker boots and jeans?“

“You’re not gonna let me die in peace, are you?“

“So, what, all of this never keeps you up at night?“

“'Cause that’s what I made it out of. It’s homemade.“

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.“

“You know who starts a sentence with ‘truth is’? Liars.”

“If we make it out of here alive, we are so breaking up.“

“Yeah, you’re right, it’s not my fault; but it’s my problem!“

“You don’t know all about it. I haven’t told you everything.“

“So, what, you’re just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?“

“What kind of house doesn’t have salt? Low sodium freaks!“

“I know it’s not easy, but I’m gonna die and you can’t stop it.“

“As long as I’m around, nothing bad is gonna happen to you.“

“Kids are strong. You’d be surprised what they can deal with.“

“I swear, man, you gotta update your cassette tape collection.“

“I’m not sure you realize just how much trouble you’re in here.“

“You wanna shoot me, baby? Go ahead. It won’t end anything.“

“You wanna tell me what’s goin’ on in that freaky head of yours?“

“People don’t come here for the truth, they come for good news.“

“All I’m saying, you vanish like that again, I’m not looking for you.“

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.“

“No, look, man, everybody’s gotta open up to someone, sometime.“

“Now that this is all over, I want you to tell me what that secret was.“

“No, you’re not fine. You’re like a powder keg, man; it’s not like you.“

“You know, I’m thinking you can hear me, you just don’t want to talk.“

“I respected him. But no matter what I did, it was never good enough.“

“Look, man, I get you’re nervous, alright? But you gotta stay focused.“

“See, that attitude right there, that is why I always got the extra cookie.“

“Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, I’m gonna whack you with a spoon!“

“Well, you shouldn’t blame yourself, 'cause there was nothing you could’ve done.“

“I’ll tell you what else helps: killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can.“

“I mean, I figure our family’s so screwed to hell; maybe we can help some others.“

“We talking, like, misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh, ‘squeal like a pig’ trouble?“

“Yeah? When I told Dad I was scared of the thing in my closet, he gave me a .45.“

“Some people are just born tortured. So when they die, their spirits are just as dark.“

“Look, I’m just saying, that there’s something about this girl that I can’t quite put my finger on.“

“What are we gonna tell her? She can’t go into the woods because of a big scary monster?“

“Hey, these are pretty good. You mind if I sit and draw with you for a while? I’m not so bad myself.“

“You’re a selfish bastard, you know that? You just do whatever you want. Don’t care what anybody thinks.“

“Must be hard with your sense of direction… never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.“

“I think he wants us to pick up where he left off, you know, saving people, hunting things — the family business.”

“I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can’t keep it burning over the long haul, it’s gonna kill you.“

“Don’t be afraid of the dark? What, are you kidding me? Of course you should be afraid of the dark! You know what’s out there!”

“Oh, there’s nothin’ like it. Holdin’ their life in your hands. Seein’ the fear in their eyes just before they go dark. Makes you feel powerful alive.“

“Look, I know losing someone you love. It’s terrible. You shut yourself off. Believe me, I know. But when you shut out pain… you shut out everything else, too.”

“Well, I’ve lied, a lot. I’ve stolen. I’ve lusted. And the other day I met this man, a nice guy, you know? And we had a really good chat, sort of like this. Then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest. Does that make me a bad person?”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×We just got out here, maybe try actually looking first..× They elbow him a little, then turn and start heading off in a different random direction, stepping over a fallen log coated in old claw marks. ×...Maybe I'm a jerk, but I'm glad it's just us two. Cassidy and Emory are fine and all but it hasn't been the same×

He eyes the claw marks for a second, old, but that doesn’t necessarily mean whatever left them is gone. But, he still doesn’t smell any animals, so it’s probably nothing to worry about. He follows after them, nodding his head a bit. “I get what you mean. I’ll miss Cassidy while he’s gone—I’ll miss them both—but this is nice.”

They stop for a second to look at some prints in the soft dirt, kneeling down to get a better view. ×Yeah... let's just try not getting too sappy, you won't believe it but I don't like crying all the time×

“Me neither.” He bends down a bit to get a look, too, and he squints his eyes. “What are those, bear prints?”

They stand up after looking at it some more, then shrug. ×Think so, pretty big so.. maybe a grizzly. Or a really big black bear× Reid starts walking forward again, shoving through branches. ×You don't mind shooting a bear, right? Because if we see one, I'm taking off×

“That depends on if I can actually get a shot at it or not…. I might just end up running with you.” He does not want to fight a giant bear, so he tries to turn them in a different direction. As he walks, he quickly checks that the rifle is loaded, just in case something does show up.

Reid keeps up with him, next to him at first and then following. He can smell deer now, there's indiscernible hoof prints in the dirt as well. ×...Okay, can I say something though? A few months ago when you were upset with me not helping out around the camp, I feel like I kinda brushed it off×

Jameson turns his head a little, sniffing a bit, and follows the scent, keeping an eye out for any bushes they could hide behind.

“You did.” He realizes that sounds harsh, and cringes to himself. “…It’s fine, you were worried about finding Camille. You’ve made up for it plenty since then, anyway.”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×We just got out here, maybe try actually looking first..× They elbow him a little, then turn and start heading off in a different random direction, stepping over a fallen log coated in old claw marks. ×...Maybe I'm a jerk, but I'm glad it's just us two. Cassidy and Emory are fine and all but it hasn't been the same×

He eyes the claw marks for a second, old, but that doesn’t necessarily mean whatever left them is gone. But, he still doesn’t smell any animals, so it’s probably nothing to worry about. He follows after them, nodding his head a bit. “I get what you mean. I’ll miss Cassidy while he’s gone—I’ll miss them both—but this is nice.”

They stop for a second to look at some prints in the soft dirt, kneeling down to get a better view. ×Yeah... let's just try not getting too sappy, you won't believe it but I don't like crying all the time×

“Me neither.” He bends down a bit to get a look, too, and he squints his eyes. “What are those, bear prints?”

They stand up after looking at it some more, then shrug. ×Think so, pretty big so.. maybe a grizzly. Or a really big black bear× Reid starts walking forward again, shoving through branches. ×You don't mind shooting a bear, right? Because if we see one, I'm taking off×

“That depends on if I can actually get a shot at it or not…. I might just end up running with you.” He does not want to fight a giant bear, so he tries to turn them in a different direction. As he walks, he quickly checks that the rifle is loaded, just in case something does show up.

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×We just got out here, maybe try actually looking first..× They elbow him a little, then turn and start heading off in a different random direction, stepping over a fallen log coated in old claw marks. ×...Maybe I'm a jerk, but I'm glad it's just us two. Cassidy and Emory are fine and all but it hasn't been the same×

He eyes the claw marks for a second, old, but that doesn’t necessarily mean whatever left them is gone. But, he still doesn’t smell any animals, so it’s probably nothing to worry about. He follows after them, nodding his head a bit. “I get what you mean. I’ll miss Cassidy while he’s gone—I’ll miss them both—but this is nice.”

They stop for a second to look at some prints in the soft dirt, kneeling down to get a better view. ×Yeah... let's just try not getting too sappy, you won't believe it but I don't like crying all the time×

“Me neither.” He bends down a bit to get a look, too, and he squints his eyes. “What are those, bear prints?”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×We just got out here, maybe try actually looking first..× They elbow him a little, then turn and start heading off in a different random direction, stepping over a fallen log coated in old claw marks. ×...Maybe I'm a jerk, but I'm glad it's just us two. Cassidy and Emory are fine and all but it hasn't been the same×

He eyes the claw marks for a second, old, but that doesn’t necessarily mean whatever left them is gone. But, he still doesn’t smell any animals, so it’s probably nothing to worry about. He follows after them, nodding his head a bit. “I get what you mean. I’ll miss Cassidy while he’s gone—I’ll miss them both—but this is nice.”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×That could be fun, the hunting seem decent around here?× It doesn't matter if it is or isn't, it's not like there's anything else they could go do.. and they probably need money.

“There might be deer..? I honestly haven’t been paying much attention to that, so we’ll have to see.” Jameson shrugs his shoulders and gets up, gathering the things they’d need for a short little hunting trip.

Reid starts lacing their boots back up, holstering their gun and pulling their coat on, leaving their vest and knife on the bed. They still look tired, any day now. ×..Fishing and hunting, should we go on a picnic next?×

“Maybe... Wouldn’t be any different from what we usually do.” He smiles slightly, but he looks tired, too. Obviously for very different, non-fatal-disease reasons. He grabs his coat and shrugs it on before slinging his rifle around himself. Then he heads for the door.

Reid follows him out, and in good usual fashion, they keep following him all the way out into the woods near the town. Besides the normal tracking Jameson does, he doesn't catch the scent of any deer or rabbit unfortunately. Oh well, deeper into the woods they have to go!

He’s getting a little annoyed by not finding anything, but he can’t deny that he’s having a nice time just walking around. Eventually he slows down a bit so he’s beside Reid, glancing at the trees. “Do you see anything?”

They've got their hands in their pockets, kind of absentmindedly as they wander along with him. ×Nothing animal related, if that's what you're wondering.. At least it's not snowing×

“Or raining..” He sighs a little bit, scuffing his boot against the dirt as they walk. “Maybe we should turn back if we don’t find anything soon, we probably shouldn’t be out here much longer with how cold it is.”

He mostly means they shouldn’t be outside any longer, but he knows they don’t want to hear him fussing over them.

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×That could be fun, the hunting seem decent around here?× It doesn't matter if it is or isn't, it's not like there's anything else they could go do.. and they probably need money.

“There might be deer..? I honestly haven’t been paying much attention to that, so we’ll have to see.” Jameson shrugs his shoulders and gets up, gathering the things they’d need for a short little hunting trip.

Reid starts lacing their boots back up, holstering their gun and pulling their coat on, leaving their vest and knife on the bed. They still look tired, any day now. ×..Fishing and hunting, should we go on a picnic next?×

“Maybe... Wouldn’t be any different from what we usually do.” He smiles slightly, but he looks tired, too. Obviously for very different, non-fatal-disease reasons. He grabs his coat and shrugs it on before slinging his rifle around himself. Then he heads for the door.

Reid follows him out, and in good usual fashion, they keep following him all the way out into the woods near the town. Besides the normal tracking Jameson does, he doesn't catch the scent of any deer or rabbit unfortunately. Oh well, deeper into the woods they have to go!

He’s getting a little annoyed by not finding anything, but he can’t deny that he’s having a nice time just walking around. Eventually he slows down a bit so he’s beside Reid, glancing at the trees. “Do you see anything?”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×That could be fun, the hunting seem decent around here?× It doesn't matter if it is or isn't, it's not like there's anything else they could go do.. and they probably need money.

“There might be deer..? I honestly haven’t been paying much attention to that, so we’ll have to see.” Jameson shrugs his shoulders and gets up, gathering the things they’d need for a short little hunting trip.

Reid starts lacing their boots back up, holstering their gun and pulling their coat on, leaving their vest and knife on the bed. They still look tired, any day now. ×..Fishing and hunting, should we go on a picnic next?×

“Maybe... Wouldn’t be any different from what we usually do.” He smiles slightly, but he looks tired, too. Obviously for very different, non-fatal-disease reasons. He grabs his coat and shrugs it on before slinging his rifle around himself. Then he heads for the door.

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

×That could be fun, the hunting seem decent around here?× It doesn't matter if it is or isn't, it's not like there's anything else they could go do.. and they probably need money.

“There might be deer..? I honestly haven’t been paying much attention to that, so we’ll have to see.” Jameson shrugs his shoulders and gets up, gathering the things they’d need for a short little hunting trip.

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

Truthfully, it is a very normal town. Nothing's lurking around any corners or waiting for Jameson to let his guard down so they can pounce. No, nobody even seems to recognize him as some criminal on the run. It's also nice that Reid isn't here because they probably wouldn't be much fun to hang out with.

He finds the butcher backing up his stand pretty early, though. Not anything to sell, maybe he could go hunting.. Reid could probably handle that.

His mind wanders as he watches for a moment…. Hunting would be nice, even if they don’t find anything. He’d still get to spend time with Reid.

He continues to wander around aimlessly, wanting to give them plenty of time to rest, but eventually returns to their room to lie down himself.

It's much later when Reid stirs, they're awake now but still don't move for a few minutes. They do sit up eventually, rubbing crusties from their eyes as they look around and remember where they are. ×Jameson? You up?×

He was sound asleep, snoring and twitching and looking somewhat peaceful. But thankfully he’s a light sleeper, so he jolts awake and covers his eyes with his arm for a minute. Slowly, he sits up, nodding his head. “Did you sleep okay?”

×Yeah, actually. Beds make all the difference, I'm serious, sleeping on the ground can't be good for you× They scoot to the edge of their bed and stand up, stretching their arms up above their head. ×I see you didn't get murdered×

He nods. “I think this town might be too boring for that, but I did pick up some rounds for my rifle, if you wanted to go hunting later… I know we just woke up and everything.”

Jameson's awakened to the sound of arguing, although he usually gets up earlier than the others, it's still pretty early even for him. It's Reid and Emory, although it sounds like Reid mostly.

They've been pretty combative the last few days, which is actually a pleasant switch from the catatonic state they were in before that. Probably brought on by a midnight seizure of some kind.. still, at least they're moving around and talking again and he doesn't have to put them down like a horse with a broken leg just yet.

It takes Jameson some time to get up, not wanting to deal with an argument this early in the morning. But still, he gets himself dressed and steps out of the tent. He’s followed shortly by Cassidy, who evidently isn’t a morning person and trudges off to get himself coffee.

After a second of watching them keep at it, he whistles for their attention. “What’s the problem?”

Truthfully, it is a very normal town. Nothing's lurking around any corners or waiting for Jameson to let his guard down so they can pounce. No, nobody even seems to recognize him as some criminal on the run. It's also nice that Reid isn't here because they probably wouldn't be much fun to hang out with.

He finds the butcher backing up his stand pretty early, though. Not anything to sell, maybe he could go hunting.. Reid could probably handle that.

His mind wanders as he watches for a moment…. Hunting would be nice, even if they don’t find anything. He’d still get to spend time with Reid.

He continues to wander around aimlessly, wanting to give them plenty of time to rest, but eventually returns to their room to lie down himself.

It's much later when Reid stirs, they're awake now but still don't move for a few minutes. They do sit up eventually, rubbing crusties from their eyes as they look around and remember where they are. ×Jameson? You up?×