While the coffee brewed Goodnight checked on the horses. He untethered both of them to bring them down to the river to drink. He was hoping they'd hit a town or something before the end of the day. At this rate he'd take a few half-finished buildings in the middle of a plain. But he needed to restock - he'd missed his chance skipping town so quickly with Bokyung, but he didn't need people getting curious.
He was also starting to work through what exactly he needed to do to pull this off without a hitch. He might need to call in a favor or two, but it'd be worth it. He didn't want to kill this man, nor did he want to actually turn him in. So they'd have to get creative.
Goodnight was startled out his thoughts when his horse lifted her head and promptly dropped water all down his neck, which prompted a shove and a string of cussing in Cajun French. The mare did not seem remotely perturbed.
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Date: 2016-11-15 09:00 pm (UTC)He was also starting to work through what exactly he needed to do to pull this off without a hitch. He might need to call in a favor or two, but it'd be worth it. He didn't want to kill this man, nor did he want to actually turn him in. So they'd have to get creative.
Goodnight was startled out his thoughts when his horse lifted her head and promptly dropped water all down his neck, which prompted a shove and a string of cussing in Cajun French. The mare did not seem remotely perturbed.