 11:33:00 Fawn| Yeah concussions are serious and if not given the proper time to heal and recover can lead to lifelong problems. In order for me to coach soccer I have to be trained and certified yearly in concussion training because of how dangerous they are. |
11:31:11 Wolf, I agree with Fawn- you do NOT want to mess around with a potential concussion.
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11:28:21 Fawn| Wolf, limit all screen time, reading or anything that stimulates your brain. Honestly I'd go see a doctor to be checked for a concussion |
11:26:09 Wolf Burger (Leg)| Thanks I'm gonna go to bed soon the computer light makes my head hurt more >.> |
11:24:25 Glacier cats| Could be a mild concussion |
11:23:59 Glacier cats| Hopefully you will be better tomorrow, Wolf |
11:18:47 Wolf Burger (Leg)| But I have a really bad headache, that feels inside my head, and ringing in my ears, along with extra tiredness, and a hard time concentrating this happened yesterday afternoon. But the sympotoms have carried into today/night |
11:17:56 Wolf Burger (Leg)| We were collecting wood in the back of a little trailer attached to a 4x4 thing, my dad was driving, she randomly decided to stand up while he was driving, knowing our land is bumpy. She fell, she elbowed/caught me in the head coming down so she wouldn't fall >.> |
11:16:23 Wolf Burger (Leg)| I think I may have gotten a light concussion from my sister >> |
10:51:41 Glacier cats| Okay, just need to capture 4 more triple Suberb horses, maybe after RO, I can |
10:51:39 | Keep your secrets then. I have mine own... Lol |
10:48:51 RFS (OG Name)| its called it for a reason lol |
10:45:56 Stalker of Chat| Dont worry about that.. XD |
10:41:17 | Goodness, Willow what are you doing to your horses in your round pen? Lol |
10:39:39 Stalker of Chat| I think its just a spacing issue. My barns seem to be alright now but my pastures are kinda smushed together |
10:37:17 | just tried change the barn names. |
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My bad! Losing my mind as per usual XD Conrad | Western | Liz Conrad gave a small smile when she mentioned his title, his glance still wandering awkwardly. Emily seemed to have taken off, Tristan had hauled himself into the barn, and Wyatt had gone home, probably. He assumed dinner would be soon, but hadn't seen anyone else around, or headed that way. Usually he would've checked his watch, but one of the colts had smashed him against the round pen and broken it a few hours prior. "Oh, heh... that makes sense. Yeah, if you're looking for the other western instructor, you've found him. I'm Conrad Kellison," he said professionally, a tinge of sheepishness to his voice. He never liked to drop his family name, it seemed to get everything handed to him. Everyone knew their dad, and it bugged Conrad how Keenan was able to drop it like a hot potato everywhere he went. The guy didn't even involve himself in horsemanship, and somehow he thought he'd acquired all the horse-god genes. If anything, he'd acquired the stupid genes... "Well, I assume dinner is pretty soon, do you wanna eat together, and I can fill you in on what's been going on around here?" |
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Liz|W/BR|Giant|M: Conrad Liz raised her eyebrows as she heard the name, before smiling. "I hope your father's name doesn't hang over what you can do. I saw you working with that filly. I know what it feels like to have the shadow of an all great and powerful father hang over you. Andrew Farrow is not a father who most are blessed with." She too felt uncomfortable with dropping her father's name, the rider and trainer's reputation well-known amongst the western community. "Dinner sounds amazing." She said, dismounting and scratching Giant's neck. "Lead on!" |
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Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily,Open. The blonde had sat nearly as stiffly as she had,although was a little more content with being in her company.She didn't return his affection - Which hardly shocked him but still made his heart sting slightly.But it was to be expected,after another disappearance. It was hearing her never ending sobs,the broken nature of her tears wracking her body against him that really began to get to him - the way the loss of two limbs had made her loose so much more than that. But it was the way she turned to him,those eyes meeting his as she whispered a plead that broke his calmness.His eyes couldn't help but well-up,filled with pain and guilt as a year overspilled slightly.He'd done this to her.With a weak clear of his throat,he hastily wiped his own tear away,before running his thumb along her cheeks to wipe away hers. "Wow Emily,Are you hiding a river in there?" He had whispered,tone just quiet and lacking it's sarcasm.Tim soon gave up wiping all of the salted water from her stained skin,there was some colour to her cheeks though he thought with a little relief. "Emily I Won't - I can't leave you again." This was true.Not only did he really want to stay with here, the blackmailing situation kind of held him to the centre.So in effect he was stuck here however she reacted - Timothy just hoped it was well to make his time here a little easier,Easier on her too.He held her eyes,seeing the way she didn't believe him,a sceptical glint to her eye. "Emily - I promise.I swear on..-" He paused,taking a deep breath and glancing to the ceiling, "I swear on Boomer's life." Tim's eyes flicked away,the thought of his everything shifting in an instant now he'd made that promise.That gelding was his life,and if there was anything he had missed during his time away it was his cool expressions,the way he knew Tim's thoughts without him uttering a word.The way he just made the world shut out around them. He cleared his throat again,clamping his eyes shut at the unbearable thought.It seemed to only Make it worse however,momentarily picturing the bay lay sprawled on the ground.Tim's eyes flicked open quickly,removing his arm and standing slowly.Wandering toward the door he then added in a more encouraging tone. "I brought gifts." He returned a moment later from outside the doorway,stepping inside and lugging tack balanced rather unelegantly over him.He had forgotten how much these leather pieces weighed he realised with a huff of effort as he layed the saddle over the bedside table as if putting it on Mya's back itself.Then followed a bucket,bridle and multitude of sponges and cleaning products. "They're Mya's.Getting a bit mucky don't you think?" He murmured gently,as if musing over it before turning with a shrug. "I'll come and grab them in a little while - .. " With this he headed toward the door,bringing the door behind him to leave her in peace. "Oh and please don't make it dark again.That bedframe is evil - My toe can't handle another hit." He called over his shoulder in a lightly humorous tone before closing the door fully and wandering down the hallway back toward the barns. Yes,he realised bedrooms were hardly the most practical for cleaning tack.But if he knew anything about Emily it was the meticulous care and pride she took in everything.He just hoped now wasn't too late to refind that passion.And besides,he now noted with a little bit of genius - It shouldn't have taken her to realise without her tack Mya couldn't be ridden.Could that be enough to make her come outside without realising she'd been manipulated into it rather unwillingly? His phone buzzed,Tim not needing to look to know who it was - It seemed it was time to find this Katrina. |
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Tanglewood said:
Samantha post???
Oh Sugar - Yes! Will get her up Asap ;P ) |
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Samantha Starr / Diamante Starr / M: Open. + Timothy Blue The blonde reemerged from her dorm with a distasteful look as always across her features.They were totally wasted on her,The tranfixing eyes and wide-well set lips.Instead she chose to pucker them,tying back her strawberry hair that most girls her age would die for. Having spent the last hour rearranging her things,claiming nearly all of the shared dorm with items and even taking the leisure to move alot allot of her roommates things.The way they had previously been arranged had simply been an offence to her eyes. So now locking the door she felt more satisfied,having touched up her make-up and made a clothes change already - having brought a store's worth of designer clothing along.Sam headed down and out the building,finding herself walking along the perimeters of White Oak's surrounding pastures.But rather than taking in the stunning scenery as most people would have,she instead (true to character) found herself picking out petty faults in her fellow rider's mounts.She didn't like the way they stood,their mule like ears. 'And that grey has nothing on Mickey.' She uttered rather rudely,her eyes watching the horse in the far field with Disguist. "That Grey happens to have one of the best Connemara lines in England.Looney is actually rather an exquisite sooty grey if you look beneath the mud." Savannah turned upon her heel,a little in shock as the voice caught her off guard.Her eyes soon found a thin and rather sickly character looking back at her,his gaze hard and cool.She couldn't help but feel a little bit of respect - and by that I mean miniscule. "Samantha I presume?Timothy - believe I'm your new coach?" He asked in a stiff and cold tone,clearly not impressed about the circumstances upon which he was been pressured into teaching such a brat.Tim had seen her around the circuit,and he did think she had potential if only shed drop the snotty attitude. 'He's yours?!' She had giggled a little mockingly,shaking her head slightly, 'Dad said he was getting me one of the best in the business.' Timothy's gaze suddenly became a glare,his tone now low and icy, "First things first.You dont get me - I'm not one of your little puppets Samantha.I demand the respect i deserve,you only ask the same I'm sure..Well..Anyways.This Will not work if you disrespect me or my methods - So i suggest if you're serious about this you pay attention." Sam had crossed her arms stubbornly,but gave no attempt to back answer just yet.Tim took this as her way of showing understanding,not expecting anything else but her silence. "Good - then I shall lookforwards to seeing you and your mount this afternoon." Before Sam could protest Tim had hopped the fence and was striding toward his bay and grey in the far field.His stomach was tinged with nerves at what he had just done - Would that be enough to push the blackmailed over the edge already?He knew enough of the Starr family to know no one spoke to them like that. Sorry they're so long lately - I'm a little more excited and creative at the moment so its going rather well in my head :3 ) |
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Tristan | HJCT | Sandra, Tim Tristan nodded, snickering to himself that it seemed as though while her older sister couldn't be bothered to say a word, this girl was a non-stop flow of them. Standing up with a cooled off demeanor from the events of the afternoon, he gestured to the door. "Come on, kid, let's go see if we can find him." As they walked around the barn aisle, Tristan saw Tim coming back from the dorms. Deciding he didn't want to know, and being rather relieved that it seemed as though he'd never have to deal with Emily again, having Wyatt on her daytime schedule and Tim here to deal with her in the evenings, he decided to get straight to the point. "Tim? I'm looking for Cam, have you seen him? You know who he is, right, or was he after you?" |
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Will adapt my post for Tristan to after his encounter for Sam in a min ;P ) |
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Conrad | WCT | Liz Conrad gave a respectful nod, his eyes showing recognition for her father. His brother would've made some joke about how he didn't know her dad because of the glory theirs emitted, but that wasn't him in any way. Stoic but kind, the man replied, "I don't think they'll start serving for at least another fifteen minutes or so, so I can come into the barn and show you the horses we're teaching from, if you want. I figure you have to untack him, anyway?" |
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