Like autumn leaves his sense fell from

[fooloftheking]

WHO: Bobo Del Rey
WHERE: Around the North village
WHEN: Early part of October to mid month
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: PG probably. Will warn for stronger

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The Woods

Grabbing an axe from the storerooms and straps that he found as well, Bobo heads off into the woods several times a week. It's been years since he's had to function without electricity, but he's lived in a time where all a man had was what he gathers for himself. Or got others to gather for him.

Sadly Bobo does not have others to do it, and so he's preparing on his own. If this place is anything like the world he knows that looks so much like this, then there's snow coming, bitter cold nights, and a need to ensure they are not a problem for him.

Often due to the weather he strips away the fur coat he wears everywhere, leaving it laying over a low branch while he works. A few times when he's been working for a while, he adds his shirt to the pile, figuring he's far enough out that perhaps no one will see the demon's mark on his back. Here it may not glow, appearing to be a massive scar, but still there long enough he doesn't consider it much.

He hauls the wood back with the straps, hanging on his back and starts making a well stacked pile to one side of his place in the North village.

Fishing, of a sort

He'd once talked to another here about building a stone and stick trap to try and capture fishes instead of spending time fishing. Gathering up a lot of sticks from when he's chopped wood, he carries a bundle down to the river. Adding large smooth stones to the pile where he's working, he leaves his boots and coat high on the banks and starts working on building a M shaped trap like ones he remembers from a century or so before. He's not sure that red salt will work to preserve fish, but he's willing to try.

The Inn

Bobo makes a point of coming to the Inn at least once a day for a meal. He tends to sit by himself, with his back to the wall when he can, watching others from time to time, though he isn't used to approaching others and isn't sure how to begin.

About once a week he can be seen heading into the kitchen with something he's gathered or killed, leaving them in the kitchen for those that prepare the meals or others. He remembers well enough that payment is needed, or at least appreciated, and so he ensures that they have the items they need to continue making the meals.

Comments

[fooloftheking]

"With others? Maybe not. With you? We'll see," he says, because he's still feeling off kilter with the generosity that seems to be part of who he is in this place. He gets it. He can be anyone he wants. He just hates the idea that his life before this was choice and not nature, not realizing that in some fundamental ways, his nature has been changed here. Not to mention how different a person can be when their environment changes. Even if one prison for another.

Bobo straightens, staring at Ty for a long time. At length he just shakes his head, bending to work on jamming the rocks against one another to make things secure. "It's not about me doing anything but what I've been through, but it's one of those things where I sound like I'm trying to scare children."

[succored]

"I'll take it." Ty said with a small laugh, hands on his hips as he watched Bobo work to make everything sturdier. "But first we'll see if this even catches much." Once it seemed like everything was as good as it was going to get, he slogged back to shore, picking up his pack again.

If he was concerned or scared or worried about the weight of the other man's stare, it didn't seem to affect him in the slightest. He was used to unnerving people, for better or for worse, who had looked at him from everything to reverence or disgust. It seemed more like this was assessing, and there was no reason to worry about it. Either he made the cut in whatever judgement Bobo was passing or he didn't.

"Good thing I don't scare easily." He couldn't argue that he wasn't a child, considering everything the other man had told him, so he didn't. "But if there's nothing else, I need to head off. I'll see you around?"

[fooloftheking]

Most of it is put together, and Bobo knows all it needs is some leaves for shade and then time to see if it works. He'd get it finished and then hope none of this has been a waste of time. He chuckles then, giving Ty a nod.

"I think that's a very good thing," he admits, though maybe that's not the best assessment for Ty's sake. He nods though, waving a hand at him. "Go on. I'll check it tomorrow and let you know how our work did."