08-01-2018, 01:15 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 65%; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Dean had honestly never been interested in gardening or herbs. He just wasn't made for that stuff, y'know? This isn't to say Dean doesn't know anything about it, because it was .. basically the opposite. Hunting was a rough lifestyle, and you got hurt a lot. Dean had nearly died on quite a few occasions. So his dad had taught him everything he'd need to know about medicine and herbs and shit. Maybe he didn't know quite as much as a real doctor, a real medic, but it'd been enough to get Dean and his brother by. Gardening, though? Dean didn't know shit about gardening. He, personally, thought it was a kind of dumb hobby, but Dean wasn't about to tell somebody to stop enjoying something they enjoy doing just because Dean didn't get it. He may be a dick, but he wasn't that much of a dick.
Dean had, at some point, seen Jericho go into the greenhouse. Dean had known the place existed, of course. It was important to map out every inch of terrain in places you were staying. Places to hide, make sure there wasn't any danger. And .. he can't help but feel a pinch of concern. Would he be alright in there? .. Of course, it takes a while for Dean to go check on him. He had other things to do besides follow the leader like a damn poodle. Jericho may be blind, and missing a leg, and also very timid, but he was also the damn leader and could take care of himself. .. This, of course, doesn't stop Dean from checking in once he's done with whatever he was doing.
"Having fun there?" The german shepard snorts as he walks into the greenhouse. Jericho does seem to be having a fucking blast in his .. plants .. and soil. Gross and boring. But, well. It must be hard, when you're blind. And it's not like Dean has a lot to do, right now. Dean allows himself a sigh, before he makes to approach Jericho, walk a little closer. Uh. He stays away from the plant zones, though. Dean doesn't know how to handle plants or seeds or anything, and he doesn't want to ruin Jericho's hard work. "Uh, you want any help?" The german shepard offers. The offer sounds stilted and awkward, but it's clear that he's being genuine, at the least. He hasn't gotten used to talking to other people here quite yet, but Dean can live with that.
Dean had, at some point, seen Jericho go into the greenhouse. Dean had known the place existed, of course. It was important to map out every inch of terrain in places you were staying. Places to hide, make sure there wasn't any danger. And .. he can't help but feel a pinch of concern. Would he be alright in there? .. Of course, it takes a while for Dean to go check on him. He had other things to do besides follow the leader like a damn poodle. Jericho may be blind, and missing a leg, and also very timid, but he was also the damn leader and could take care of himself. .. This, of course, doesn't stop Dean from checking in once he's done with whatever he was doing.
"Having fun there?" The german shepard snorts as he walks into the greenhouse. Jericho does seem to be having a fucking blast in his .. plants .. and soil. Gross and boring. But, well. It must be hard, when you're blind. And it's not like Dean has a lot to do, right now. Dean allows himself a sigh, before he makes to approach Jericho, walk a little closer. Uh. He stays away from the plant zones, though. Dean doesn't know how to handle plants or seeds or anything, and he doesn't want to ruin Jericho's hard work. "Uh, you want any help?" The german shepard offers. The offer sounds stilted and awkward, but it's clear that he's being genuine, at the least. He hasn't gotten used to talking to other people here quite yet, but Dean can live with that.
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