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Standardbred said:
(Just a quick thing, I'm getting better, but I still feel a bit weak, so I'm gonna post either tomorrow or on Saturday)
Yay,Glad your feeling better Standard <3 Look forward to you posting again! xP) |
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(Hey guys, just letting y'all know that I'm not gonna be on very much because I started puking both last night and this morning which I had to call in sick at work) |
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Hope you both feel better! :(
Tristan | HJI | Tim, Emily
For the first time, Tristan glanced up from his notes, looking Tim in the eye directly. He clasped his hands on the desk, that same monotonous expression on his face. "Well, sometimes it's not all one-sided, sometimes the other person might have a lot on their mind as well, and it may not all be related to what your friend may think it's related to. Maybe she's been through a lot, more than most people should have to handle. Maybe she's having just as hard of a time with the situation as your friend is. If I were you, I'd tell your friend to not take it too personally, let it develop the way it's supposed to. Don't avoid her, don't chase her, be yourself, you know? But, that's just my two cents. I obviously have never met your friend, or spoken to the girl for any length of time about anything important regarding past traumas." For once, the slightest hint of a smile took over the side of Tristan's mouth, though his tone didn't match. Was this... sarcasm?
"Anyways, I have to go check a new kid in, so... tell your friend I said good luck."
With that, Tristan exited the room calmly. He had already known that Emily would be in Tim's office far before he passed it. He waved to her and continued on, wondering what the next drama would be between the pair. |
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(Mhm,Best wishes to you both <3 )
Timothy Blue / EI / M : Tristan,Emily.
Tim couldn't help but smile a little at how wistful Tristan was,his words gently settling his nerves.He stands after Tristan leaves,Scolding himself as he realised he hadn't even thanked his therapist like peer. His session had massively improved his mood,all his words just making sense.It was although He had an insite into Tim's "friends" problem.Like he'd spoken to- His thoughts were cut abruptly short as he walks into his office,Feeling an immediate presence in his work space, "I'm sorry but this is a private office.So unless there is a problem the-" Tim glances up,His voice dropping off at the realisation of who it was.He clears his throat gently,shutting the door behind him and settling at his desk.He begins to ruffle the papers into a neater pile,Finally Desciding to break the silence, "How can i be of assistance..?" |
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Emily | Eventing | Tim
Emily was a little taken aback by the first encounter she had with Tim, but as it quickly turned into another, just as professional encounter, she didn't know whether to be impressed or disappointed. "I, uh, hope this is a good time..." Emily tucked a long strand of blonde hair behind her ear, then back out, twisting it around her finger subconsciously. "I wanted to discuss a matter with you. I'm, uh, going on a bit of a roadtrip this weekend. I found another of Magik and Mya's full siblings. I wanted to know if you'd go with me? Since, after all, you're my trainer?"
Was this a bad idea? Totally... |
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Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily.
Tim's eyes remained on his desk,Focusing on one particular area as she asked for his assistance.He clears his throat again,Feeling a little unsure.His back remains partially turned,Not quite trusting himself to look at her without his brain going hay-wire. "I just don't ..- " He pauses taking a little time to work it over.It was his job to give advice.And Tristan had said to just smooth it over.He gives a light sigh,Finally turning to look at her. "If you want me to go,And need my advice.Well I'm happy to help.I just need to clear my hours with the boss.." His anxious blue eyes settle on her face as he finishes speaking,Giving a slight smile before turning his attention to the floor, "It that all?I'm just too eager to get back to this paperwork." He says in a light sarcastic tone,His eyes flicking up to her again before rapidly back to the floor. It felt so awful having to be so formal,So different to his usual self.. |
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Emily | Eventing | Tim Emily chuckled a little, shaking her head 'no.' This had gotten really awkward, and it was partially her fault. Yet, this was the downside to having a trainer your age, wasn't it?
"Great, I appreciate it. And, nope. I'm going to school Mya, again, and I think Tristan is going to help me, so I'm just giving you a heads up. Do you need anything from me?" If he was going to play the professional card, so was she. Her tone was now very cold and business like. It was the best way to move on, and it had to be corrected in the next few days, before the two spent a ridiculous amount of time in a small area together. |
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(winter, is Gabi in her room?) Savannah Storm | 16 | Avatar | M: Open
Savannah lay on her bed, tired. Her eyes scanned the room. The white walls, the large window with billowing baby blue curtains. She rolled under her duvet, the blue cover warming her up. She sat up and pulled out a book from the shelf. Rebel of The Sands, it said on the cover, and showed an illustration of a girl riding a horse, escaping from the real world. Savannah sighed. How she wished she could do that. |
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Tangle, she can bother Noah and/or Tristan, they're both down at the barn)) |
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(I'm so scared and Nervous for the Road trip LMAO And of course excited x3 ) Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily,Open.
Tim nods at her,smiling a little at her chuckle.His eyes were warm as they reached up to meet hers, "Well it's no problem." That was cut short again as her tone seemed to change,Turning cold and distant in his direction.His eyes study her face a little,Before he turns away to the desk again his head shaking a little in disbelief.Tim tried not to take it personally,Like Tristan said,But it was hard not to.And his tone did reflect his frustration, "No - That's all.Thanks for popping by." He says quickly,Before flicking his folder back open again and beginning to indulge into his work.Tim tries to look fully occupied by his work,But really was just looking nowhere in particular and rubbing his forehead with his thumb.It was going to be hard not to take it personal.. |
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Nighttime Thunderstorms with Hail
