Name: Booker DeWitt
Canon: Bioshock Infinite
Location: Near the stables.

Booker'd been here for long enough to know his way around, now, and he liked the slow, easy pace of the place. Seemed like a real calm down after some of the things he'd been through. He liked to come out and walk, and when he'd discovered there was a stables, he'd signed up first thing to work there.

One of the reasons he had been so good in the Cavalry was his skill with horses, and he enjoyed being around them. Heck, he didn't even mind the inevitable clean-up that they needed. So here he was, just working, and, for the first time in awhile, enjoying himself without a care.

He was out walking a horse, giving it a little exercise since it hadn't been ridden in the last day, and making sure to keep an eye on it in case it developed any hitches or tried to throw a shoe. The horse, feeling his skill, and knowing he would take care of it, moved with a confident pace next to him as he gently tugged on the basic harness that was all it was wearing currently.