[So Jack and McCree have already run into each other, maybe they did a little recon and scouting around of their own before McCree talked Jack into checking out the plot of farmland assigned to him. The hesitation was understandable, who wanted to formally accept something that didn't really feel like your own when you knew you had a home somewhere else already? Somewhere... across time and space and useless bus schedules, apparently.
Jack's farmhouse and barn were in pretty decent shape, certainly livable, but the lands themselves were a mess. Patches of grass and weeds were overgrown in thick patches, some waist-high. Fallen trees and brush cluttered up the entire area. Tree roots gnarled up old cobble-stone walking paths, what little bits were able to be identified as such. Wood fences stood, amazingly, but were overgrown with vines and what appeared to be the only salvageable current food growing wild on the property--corn. Lots of corn.
Work needed to be done, and neither Jack or McCree were to eager to start. Jack proposed some more scouting, told him he'd be back in a while. That was fine, McCree just wanted to sit and have a smoke for a while. A while turned into boredom, boredom turned into a restlessness he didn't know what to do with.
Whenever Jack and Gabe come back they'll find McCree, surprisingly, casually clearing out the barn and its upper loft.]
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Jack's farmhouse and barn were in pretty decent shape, certainly livable, but the lands themselves were a mess. Patches of grass and weeds were overgrown in thick patches, some waist-high. Fallen trees and brush cluttered up the entire area. Tree roots gnarled up old cobble-stone walking paths, what little bits were able to be identified as such. Wood fences stood, amazingly, but were overgrown with vines and what appeared to be the only salvageable current food growing wild on the property--corn. Lots of corn.
Work needed to be done, and neither Jack or McCree were to eager to start. Jack proposed some more scouting, told him he'd be back in a while. That was fine, McCree just wanted to sit and have a smoke for a while. A while turned into boredom, boredom turned into a restlessness he didn't know what to do with.
Whenever Jack and Gabe come back they'll find McCree, surprisingly, casually clearing out the barn and its upper loft.]