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[passedover]

[It’s morning. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and there are two new arrivals around town who seem convinced that something very suspicious is going on here. Dressed in what can only be described as tactical gear, they’re clearly some kind of military, and appear to be acting accordingly. In a situation like this, the best course of action is obviously to fall back on instinct in an attempt to get to the bottom of whatever this is supposed to be. For these two, that means proceeding with caution.

Clearly there’s nothing questionable about two men carrying big guns through farms and fields, speaking to each other quietly as if to keep from being overheard. Keeping together, never straying far from the other, or lingering too long in a single area. Not at all questionable, or scary, or yeah no what are these two idiots doing.

They’re doing recon, of course! And they’re fairly thorough about it, methodically searching, poking around, overturning anything that looks questionable and possibly pointing guns at it. Was that thing yours? Sorry, it’s being inspected now. Do you live in this house? No problem, they’re just going to check around back. See or experience anything strange during your stay? No? Are you sure?

Or maybe you just come across them while going about your business. They’re obviously friendly with each other, even if they’re regarding everything else with some degree of wariness. It seems like a great idea to approach, if only to ask what the heck they think they’re doing.]

(ooc: It’s a two for one deal with Jack strikecommand and Gabriel passedover. We’ll both be replying to all threads unless otherwise requested.)

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[passedover]

We're military.

[Said enough without going in-depth about it all, or at least that was what Gabriel hoped, watching Jack do his thing with the gun for a few seconds. Let his stance relax now that it was in better hands, at the very least.

This kid probably watched one too many action or war movies...]

How do you know McCree, just run in to him here?

[autolatrist]

Heh... It was gifted to me by fate.

[He got lost in the mines and tripped over it in the dark.]

And so was Jesse. [He puts his hand over his heart, gazing off at the horizon, eyes sparkling.] Two free birds with the same song in our hearts...

[Sorry boys, you've lost him.]

[strikecommand]

[Jack shares a Very Meaningful Look with Gabriel, as if he's not sure whether or not there's something wrong with this kid.]

He should be back soon. You can come in and wait, if you want.

[Maybe he's going to regret this.]

There's lemonade in the house.

[passedover]

[Very Meaningful. What The Fuck Is This.

Good idea to let Jack keep that gun for a little while, clearly.]

A lot cooler inside than out here, too.

[Then why was Gabriel standing outside on the porch? Because he could, and was tying to wrap his head around just... Suddenly having to farm, apparently.]

[autolatrist]

[Is there really anything to be unsure about, though. Despite what may have been said in other threads some people really are just this stupid. He does snap out of it at the invitation, at least.]

-eh? That's really alright...? [Come to think of it, he's kind of roasting alive in this jacket. His obligatory Japanese modesty probably doesn't mean much when he's already creeping up the stairs toward the door.]

Heh, well, please pardon the intrusion...

[strikecommand]

[Well, now Jack is hoping that McCree really will be back soon, but that's mostly because he's a bad entertainer. There is lemonade though, on the kitchen table, and it's clear that he's been putting some rudimentary carpentry skills to use reorganizing the house.

He gestures for Karamatsu to head to the kitchen, away from dropcloths and tools.]

Help yourself.

[passedover]

Just call if you need help with something in there.

[And hopefully not get in to something that was more or less. Just the natural accidental sort of thing when entering an unfamiliar house honestly.

Jesse was going to need to explain this kid, too.]

HONEY I'M HOME

[deadouttalock]

I'm back!

[It is probably not too long after that McCree finds his way back to the farm carrying a small bag of groceries and supplies because yeah there was construction to be done.]

[autolatrist]

[Not too long, but more than enough time for Karamatsu to shrink more and more into himself, because... heeee's all by himself in someone else's house with people he doesn't even know, this is the worst, this was a mistake, maybe he can jump out the window and make a break for it... once he's done this lemonade. Because it's actually pretty good and it would be a shame to waste it.

Fortunately, McCree shows up in time to stop any self-defenestration, and Karamatsu hops up from his spot at the kitchen table. HIS HERO. THANK GOD.]

Jesse!

[AHEM. Be cool, this is fine, everything is fine. Finally, some degree of familiar comfort. He's just gonna slip his shades back on and lean on the table like he owns the place.]

Heh... hey.

[deadouttalock]

Oh hey. Shoot, if I'd known you were swingin' by I would've come back sooner.

[He'll set the bag on table, then lean in and lower his voice.]

...Did Jack or Gabe see you come in?

[Dear reader it would be natural to assume McCree asks as if to spare himself the embarrassment of being acquainted with someone like Karamatsu Matsuno... but no, no, this is McCree asking as if to spare himself the acquaintance two of closest authoritative figures in his life currently present like any self-respecting (???) young man would.

And surely they are not far.]

[autolatrist]

[Aww, he wanted the leaning in to be for a smooch or something... but he knows a good stealthy whisper when he hears one and answers equally low.]

Those two? Yeah... they took my gun hostage, so I couldn't leave to find you.

[deadouttalock]

They took your gun!? [Shouted as far as loud-whispers would permit. THOSE JERKS why would they...? Was there something wrong with his gun? Maybe they were trying to fix it? More importantly is the fact Karamatsu had a gun in the first place.]

Wait what kind is it?

[strikecommand]

[JACK IS LIKE ONE ROOM OVER LISTENING TO ALL OF THIS]

[passedover]

[JACK HUSH THIS WAS IS GETTING GOOD INFO ABOUT HOW THIS EVEN HAPPENED.]

[autolatrist]

[If Team Dad isn't piled on top of each other in there with their ears literally pressed to the wall I quit this thread just sayin]

It was a one-of-a-kind rifle. Ah, it's a shame I couldn't show it to you... [He puts his hands in his pockets, finally regaining some of his casual confidence. Or his mask of it? One and the same with him.]

Heh. But no common gun would ever do it again for you once you saw it, so maybe this is for the best.

[deadouttalock]

Must've really been somethin', huh. [McCree rubs his chin, curious to see it. Fortunately he is very aware Jack and Gabe are like, right on the other side of the wall. That's the designated eavesdropping wall now. He cups one hand to his mouth and shouts much louder than necessary for said wall separating them, as if to pretend he didn't know they were there.]

Hey ya'll, where's this poor fellow's rifle at?! I wanna' have a look!

[strikecommand]

He was going to kill someone with it.

[Jack is right on the other side of the wall and he's not giving up the gun.]

[autolatrist]

[HOW LONG HAVE THEY-]

Everything was under control!

[passedover]

You shot a hole in the side of the barn when one of us said something to you.

[He'd gone and looked to make sure no one had been hurt. Gabriel wasn't even yelling, he was leaning against that frame in clear damn sight.]

Want to be impressive with a gun? Learn actual gun handling. Not getting it back until you've learned, and if McCree wants to argue that he can go repair the damage done himself while you're getting lessons. [Pointedly foot set down there.] Once that's over?

You can have it back, and get further lessons in how to use that thing.

[deadouttalock]

Wh--

[Any protest turns into a drawn out confused whine and he slouches. There's a lot to unpack as his superior lays it all out. Karamatsu didn't know how to use a gun...? Or was he just goofing around and Jack and Gabe caught him at a bad moment and took it as inexperience? Either way, there's a fresh hole in the barn, apparently, and McCree's 99.9% sure he's going to end up fixing it anyway. He passes Karamatsu a quick glance of sudden exasperation before directing it at Gabe.]

Come on boss, how's anyone supposed to learn how to use a gun if you take it away from them?

[Maybe some small part of him relates, having handled guns since he was so little and with no one telling him otherwise.]

[passedover]

How do you think he'd be taught? A toy gun or one of ours? There's no shame in learning to be better.

[Of course Karamatsu would be allowed to learn with the gun that had been taken, he just wouldn't be able to keep it until it seemed he knew how to handle it better than he'd shown in the first place.

The look did nothing but get the usual scowl aimed at McCree that much more, head tilted to one side.]

Think he should help you with repairs, since he's the one who did the damage?

[deadouttalock]

[McCree looks immediately to his left to Karamatsu and stares intensely. HE'S GOING TO BE A DECENT HUMAN BEING AND GOOD FRIEND AND SAY YES, RIGHT?]

[autolatrist]

[This is where he'd normally shrink back again and apologize and agree to Gabe's demands immediately, but since he's got McCree here to back him up, he's feeling much bolder about letting his true shitty colours fly. He raises his eyebrows and blows his bangs out of his face, then looks to McCree with a face that says, can you believe this asshole?

...Except the look he's getting in return isn't quite the one he wanted. Um. H...hm. Okay. Confidence gone. He wilts under his stare and stares at the ground.]

Y-yeah... I'll fix it... Uh, you're sure it was me?

[passedover]

Good man. [Aimed right at Karamatsu even.

Shoulders relaxed, even if his arms remained folded, letting out a huff of air as he shot a quick glance back at Jack. Gabriel was honestly going to leave the gun control in his hands unless he didn't want full responsibility of proceeding forwards.

They both had their own strengths and weaknesses when it came to things, after all. Reason they worked together so well.]

Like I said, no shame in getting better. Or taking responsibility.

[autolatrist]

[UUUUUGGGGHHH responsibility's such a dirty word. Like moist. How nice to have someone filling the role of Choromatsu while he's away from home like this...

But it's fine, because Karamatsu can happily agree with one thing: he is a very good man. That's why he's going to go through with these outrageous demands.]

Heh... Not only will I improve myself, I'll make sure your barn looks better than ever. That's a guarantee!

[Hope you guys want his ugly mug painted all over the side of the barn. With roses and sparkles and some kind of cheesy inspirational quote.]