Think of that scrumptious carnality twice in one day

[hark_and_hush]

Who: OPEN to all members of the hunting and fishing club and anyone else who is interested.
Where: Starting in the park
When: Day 79
What: A meeting!
Warnings: -

Ruby's put out an assortment of vegetables and other plants to snack on. Most of them don't look like anything you'd find in a grocery store, but she knows they're all edible. She's made a fancy platter of them on one of the picnic tables and she's giving everyone space to mingle.

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[justrunsasaloon]

She raised her eyebrows again, wondering just what he meant by that. People who said that usually managed not to shoot themselves and didn't do too well with not shooting other people. Especially when it came to moving targets.

She's cynical, but she's usually been proven right.

"A few." She admitted. "Only one gun. Figure someone around here knows how to make a bow." She hoped so anyway. She could use it or a crossbow to get a few things down. It's been a while, but no reason not to brush up on the skills.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

He notices those raised eyebrows and understands her cynicism, even if she's not voicing it. Had anyone said something similar to him, he'd have questioned their ability, too. That she's too polite to say it, or simply doesn't want to question him further, doesn't mean he can't tell she's not entirely convinced.

The smile he gives her is a little too sharp, for a moment, before transforming into something more polite. "Don't worry," he says, "I have excellent aim." A pause, and then: "Although I've never tried with a bow."

A crossbow would, admittedly, be a lot more reasonable to use than their guns with their scant supply of bullets.

[justrunsasaloon]

She mentally marks him as someone that she needs to tell Jo to keep an eye on. Jo's usually really good about it. They'd worked as a team around the roadhouse for years.

"Bow will last longer. Got the wood, and arrowheads are easy enough to make." She remembers an aunt who used to make them from flint and from bone. Maybe the library had something about it. "A lot harder to fire a bow, or crossbow, than a gun. The recoil's different."

Especially with crossbow versus gun.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

"Sounds like a good project," he says, and he's already thinking about how he should go to the library and find out whether there are any books about how to make a crossbow. It's not simply the fact that it will be useful for hunting, but for the fact that having a project to occupy his time is important. It's too easy to get bored here.

He pauses to take one of the snacks off the table, then nods at her. "Sounds like you've had some experience with a bow," he says, his tone respectful -- anyone who can provide new knowledge is worthy of respect, after all -- "Maybe you can teach the rest of us."