 05:39:50 Loony| anybody free to race for a quest of mine |
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02:12:45 Loony| bluey nice one good job also goodnight have a nice sleep |
02:12:03 Bluey| Goodnight, everyone! It's midnight here lol |
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pretty good! Got a new bf..... |
01:36:03 She came out with quite the interesting coat.
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11:52:19 Targaryen / Blue| Added 3 more peacocks into my collection. Now I just need to save up to buy more barns |
11:40:03 | -HEE Click- she's gonna be gorgeous when she grows up :00 |
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[ooop... Tangle, do Cam have a thing for Liz? Cause that can happen XD And sorry these posts are so short :|] Liz|W/BR|Giant|M: Cam "Currently? No clue. I wasn't able to catch up with Conrad on who my Western-specific students are, but I figured this was as good a chance as any to meet them." She looked at Cam, noting that he was particularly handsome. There was something about that bleach blonde hair and blue eyes that was attractive. She placed her hand near the cremello gelding's nose, smiling at the snuffles and eventual nudging to be pet. Stroking his nose she tickled under his chin, earning a nicker. "I can get you started though before everyone gets here. Need a leg up?" |
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Athens | M: Judea, Edhas Athens watched as his younger friend's expression quickly brightened in joyous excitement. He had gotten used to providing the teen with various activities, usually small and insignificant, to keep his thoughts occupied. If that wasn't done then Judea would've quite literally gone insane. It was at that moment, though, that the blonde realized that they were no longer alone in this. It wasn't just the giving of temporary entertainment; this joining with new people and a new environment held great possability of change in all aspects. He had gotten accustomed to caring for Judea on his own, as well as giving him time with horses, but now the responsability wasn't all on him. Other people-- in this instance, Edhas-- now toyed play in what the teen did and how he developed. That thought was rather off putting for the older friend. For a moment he was zoned off from the world, contemplating if coming here was the right decision. No, stop. That's selfish. Athens scolded himself mentally. Being here was good, and letting Judea move along with others was only beneficial. Right? Deciding that he no longer wanted those thoughts tearing him down, he shoved them to the back of his mind and turned his gaze to Judea. The brunette looked to him for approval and, not wanting to restrict him, Athens gave an encouraging blink. Before he knew it, the teen was zipping off, going for the arena gate.The blonde stared after him for a moment, his natural expression being sweetly anxious in care. With an inward sigh, he blinked himself into a more calm and casual presence, averting his gaze elsewhere. Things would be fine-- he at least had to tell himself that. Hoping to stray toward something else, he let his thoughts and gaze run on their own, going a bit blank in the head for a moment before his green-brown eyes fell on Edhas. He couldn't help but admire his striking violet eyes and long ebony hair. He was, admittedly, rather compelling. Keeping up on the apologetic end, Athens soon went to speak to him. "He'll never leave you alone now." He chuckled softly as a joke about Judea, his natural voice a bit on the quieter, whispery end with a smooth kindness to it. |
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Edhas|SJ/NH|M: Jay, Athens, Judea Dash smiled. "I don't mind." Mumbling to himself he added, "it's better than being yelled at annd given sass." Holding a hand up as the teen neared, Dash stopped him. "First thing's first. Walk around horses. Calm movements aand soft voices." The ebony haired instructor spoke to Judea like he was a child, but still managed to be nice. Gesturing to the paint mare beside him, Dash held out his helmet. Adjusting it to fit Judea's head, he made sure the helmet was tght enough. "Big head shake forward and backward for me."
Satisfied with the gear, he helped the teen mount Ricki, adjusting the stirrups and repositioning his seat. "Remember, heels down, toes up. And pretend there's a pole running down your back, keeping it straight. And tuck your butt.' Looking up at Judea, he scrunched his eyebrows a bit at the sun. "Want me to walk with you? Or do you think you got this on your own?" |
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He doesn't have a ' thing ' for Liz, but he will flirt with her consistently XD He does that to most fairly attractive woman Cameron Fairfield | 19 | SJ | Liz The young man laughed unrestrainedly, the picture of Liz attempting to help his 2.1 metre frame. "Nah, I think I'm fine." He grabbed a bunch of mane, resting his hand on Floyd's withers. Moving so that he stood at a right angle to the gelding's shoulder, Cam placed his right hand on his rump. He mounted in a surprisingly fluid movement, his long leg swinging over as he pulled himself up. Glancing at Liz, he couldn't help a slight proud shrug. "So. How'd I do?" He held his chin slightly higher than usual, his helmet adding a quizzical effect. |
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[Yeah lol. I saw that on his sheet. XD Two can play at that game, Tangle] Liz|W/BR|Giant|M: Cam
The shorter brunette allowed a small smile to grace her lips. She watched Cam's form and nodded, keeping a straight face. "Adequately. Being able to do it on your own is a good skill to have." Turning to Giant, she remounted, keeping the large gelding still as she got onto his back in a fluid motion, her stature in no way an obstacle. Tapping the gelding's sides gently, she picked him up to a walk, gesturing for Cam to follow. "One-handed, please. I do hope you picked a horse with training in neck-reining. Keep him at a walk for now, trot at the most." Turning her focus back to the gelding, she urged him on, the chestnut gladly picking up into a lope. Slipping into her seat, she loosened up on the reins, controlling him mostly with her legs. Her skill was clearly shown, in the way that the gelding responded to what seemed to be very small cues. |
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Jay Hernandez | 21 | H & E / SJ | Dash, Judea Jay worked Victory through some exercises, his eyebrows knit in concentration. A curl of chestnut hair fell unnoticed in hos face, the young man the picture of studious attention. Catching Dash's mumbled words, his face dropped into a dark scowl. "Gee thanks," he muttered furiously under his breath, his body stiffening. The brown gelding beneath him picked up on the change immediately, pulling gently at the bit. Jay tugged viciously in response, the snaffle jabbing at Victory's tender mouth. Jay released the tension suddenly, nudging the gelding roughly in the ribs. The man was clearly irritated, his riding showing it clearly. |
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(Sorry it’s short, just trying to figure out how to slot her in lol) Elinor Hunter-George | 18 | M: Kholo Mzi Still recovering from the jet-lag from her 12 hour trans-atlantic flight, Elinor was suddenly jolted awake from her nap, as the taxi came to an abrupt stop. She was here. She handed the taxi driver a $20 bill, and proceeded to haul her luggage out of the trunk. As the taxi tumbled back down the drive, taking her old life with it, Elinor surveyed her surroundings for the first time. Wide-eyed, she took in the rolling hills, the oak lined drive, and the immaculate equestrian facilities that were before her, taking a deep breath, she began to walk further into the yard. Having arrived just outside the main barn, Elinor reached into her pocket with the hand that wasn’t clutching her suitcase and pulled out a small bit of paper. “Kholo Mzi”, she said quietly, reciting the name written on the paper. Before she landed in Virginia, she was told over the phone to ask on arrival for Kholo Mzi, the owner of White Oaks, who would hopefully get her bearings - unfortunately, Elinor realised, she hadn’t a clue what Kholo looked like. Just as she was thinking that, a kind looking woman, with a deep glowing complexion and black braided hair began to walk towards her with a smile. “Hi, I’m Elinor Hunter-George, I’m new here. I was told to look for Kholo Mzi.”, Elinor said confidently, although inside she was cringing, ever too aware of how out of place her strong english accent was. |
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//Emilynn Estelle Johnson (Emmie, Em, Stella), 17// Emilynn looks out the window of her mothers SUV, entranced with the rolling hills and the way that the late afternoon sun shone on them. Her mom had been quiet the entire ride, and Emmie liked it that way. Her mom parked and looked over at Emmie. Understanding the message, Emmie got out of the car, grabbed her stuff without a word, and left. When her car had disapeared, that was when Emmie had allowed any emotion to cross her face. She knew she wasn't wanted at home. This was an escape. Quickly fixing her face, she started looking around for the owner, Kholo Mzi. "Might be in the barn" she muttered to herself, heading in that direction, all the while marveling at the state-of-the-art facilities. While she was looking at people working with the jumping poles, she accedentally knocked into a young woman talking to a nice looking lady. "Excuse me." She said politely. " Would you happen to know where Kholo Mzi is?" |
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Aria|W|Diablo|M: Open Pulling her hair up, Aria smiled as she bobbed her head along to the music playing into her ears from her headphones. She stuck her hands into the pocket of her lightweight sweatshirt, picking up the pace as she maneuvered her way down the center aisle of the barn. Her hips swayed a bit as she walked, the capri leggings she was wearing clinging tight to her legs. Her work boots clomped a little as she made her way to the tack room. Looking at the notice posted from her aunt, she sighed, before fetching Diablo's halter, bridle and grooming kit. Making her way to the gelding's stall, she kissed to the dunalino before opening his stall. Quickly clipping his halter on, she smiled as he nudged her for attention. She brushed out the dun's coat, marveling in how smooth it became, in such a short amount of time. Humming along to the music, she danced a little as she continued to groom him. |
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Kholo Mzi | 33 | D / NH | Elinor Kholo strolled away from the barn, her stature relaxed yet in control. Her short body was covered in a youthful red hoodie, matching scarlet earrings dangling from her ears. Her impression was efficient and calm, her cheery face practically glowing with encouragement. Noticing a two lost-looking young woman, Kholo stepped towards her, pulled out of her thoughts. The first teen's words brought a light smile to her already welcoming face. "Yours truly," she replied, her dimples showing. "And you two are?" |
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