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[ Stephen never quite relaxes. Even though he's in his element, even though it gives him a thrill every time breathing in the thick, pure air. Even as he finds himself smiling at the sun trickling down through the leaves. He can't quite stop expecting a monster to break the spell.
Find him:
At night, he makes campfire. Flickering light and shifting shadow. Follow the sight of the flames, the smell of wood smoke and cooking fish and meat. He will be close by his pack, rifle within easy reach, curled up in a hollow or against a log.
During the day: fishing. Careful hunting, making sure the shots he takes are to animals, not the little sentient bears or people from the Barge. (Try not to get in the way of a bullet, please, everyone.)
He pushes out and explores the forest.
Wades in the streams.
Swims in the pools, not particularly worried about nakedness. (This is probably the only time the rifle ends up away from his hands.)
Once, early on, he finds he's being followed by a group of creatures like little bears rustling the leaves around him. He calls out hello, and they burst out of their cover, brandishing spears. He raises his hands, slowly. - Help him? ]
Find him:
At night, he makes campfire. Flickering light and shifting shadow. Follow the sight of the flames, the smell of wood smoke and cooking fish and meat. He will be close by his pack, rifle within easy reach, curled up in a hollow or against a log.
During the day: fishing. Careful hunting, making sure the shots he takes are to animals, not the little sentient bears or people from the Barge. (Try not to get in the way of a bullet, please, everyone.)
He pushes out and explores the forest.
Wades in the streams.
Swims in the pools, not particularly worried about nakedness. (This is probably the only time the rifle ends up away from his hands.)
Once, early on, he finds he's being followed by a group of creatures like little bears rustling the leaves around him. He calls out hello, and they burst out of their cover, brandishing spears. He raises his hands, slowly. - Help him? ]
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[It's a cozy-looking campsite, and Duke looks over the small bones scattered around it thoughtfully. Stephen's had more success in hunting than he has, but Duke suspects he may be more interested in the skeletons than the meat.] In your element here, huh?
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[ But he is in his element. It's easy to see, in the way he handles the rifle, settles it on his back. ]
I think I might follow that deer. Do you want to join?