John's day-to-day doesn't start with checking traps or heading out for hours to go hunting and gathering as part of his contribution. His injury wouldn't allow for anything like that, so finally, after healing enough that he could be active again, John took to setting up a work-out much like the one he had back in his military days.
That particular day, John is on a run when he notices someone ahead, but it's not until he gets closer that he sees a woman walk towards that person and punch him right in the face. Then he notices someone else standing off the path; a tall, bald man, looking as dirty and unkempt as the woman.
Something wasn't right.
"Hey!" John hollers, slowing on his approach to them, only to realize the tall guy was heading his way and not to shake his hand.
As John Druitt extends his fist, John leans to the side, grabs his wrist, twists and punches him in the jaw instead.
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That particular day, John is on a run when he notices someone ahead, but it's not until he gets closer that he sees a woman walk towards that person and punch him right in the face. Then he notices someone else standing off the path; a tall, bald man, looking as dirty and unkempt as the woman.
Something wasn't right.
"Hey!" John hollers, slowing on his approach to them, only to realize the tall guy was heading his way and not to shake his hand.
As John Druitt extends his fist, John leans to the side, grabs his wrist, twists and punches him in the jaw instead.