Emily | Eventing | Tim, Tristan, Noah

Emily gave an audible sigh of annoyance, her face cradled in her hands as she sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor. She had showered and changed, and was now wearing a large sweatshirt and leggings, her wet hair pulled up in a messy bun. Noah's appearance was identical to how it had been just about an hour prior when they had been outside, still in riding clothes.

The young woman thought about how much she wished Tim wasn't such a good guy as she listened to the conversation between Noah and the two trainers, she really didn't want to deal with him any more than she had to for now. She smiled softly and uncomfortably, her face a dull pink as the two young men entered. "Hey..." she greeted, obviously feeling uncomfortable with not only Tim but Tristan too.

-Heather was laying on the dirt ground as Mystery was on the other side of the arena, she groaned a bit as she felt the pain coursing through her back & spine but she was forcing herself to stand back up on her feet, hoping that no one has seen the fall then she started making her way over to the mare, limping a bit as she probably sprained her ankle from the fall as well. She gently grabbed the mare's reins then she started leading Mystery back to the stables-

Tim lifts his hand slightly in acknowledgement,walking a little behind Tristan in a slightly nervous manner.He says nothing,clearing his throat a little before choosing a place to sit.Tim freezes a little before sitting,Hesitating slightly.Was this professional?Normal?Was Emily going to..?

He shakes his head a little,Rubbing his neck and clearing his throat again.He was looking forward to playing,But he could do with a rest.And if they weren't comfortable with him here..

His face reddens lightly at the realisation he had been contemplating all this in his head whilst standing awkwardly.

Noah | HJ/E | Emily, Tim, Tristan

Noah looked around the group, not paying any mind to Tim, who was awkwardly deciding between not sitting at all and sitting next to Emily, which would have completed their little circle. He watched Emily too, she actually looked a tad offended that he hadn't sat down yet. It was subtle, though, and only because of how well he knew her that he could tell.

Smirking, he piped up, "unless you're planning on peeking at all of our cards, I suggest you take a seat, mate."

He then counted, frowning. "We still aren't a big enough group to get a good game of mafia going. We need more people. Emily and Tristan, you're up."

Tristan shrugged, "fine by me. Emily, are you okay to walk around some? You probably know the most people out of our group anyway."

Emily gave a small nod and stretched to her feet carefully, quickly velcroing her braces back onto her ankles. "Yeah, I'm fine with that." She seemed oddly satisfied with the idea of going with Tristan, Noah wondered what that was about.

They left quickly, headed towards the barn. In their absence, an excruciating silence was born. After a few minutes, Noah gestured to the floor. "You know, she's gone now. You can sit if you want to." He waited a moment, then said, "so, do you like-like Emily?"

-Heather limped a bit into the barn while leading her new horse, Mystery. The young woman hoped that she doesn't get seen by anyone as she goes into one of the wash stalls then starts untacking the mare-

Tristan and Emily were deep in conversation as they walked in the dark, headed down towards the barn.

"So, how do you know Noah?"

Emily gave a bit of a chuckle just thinking about that kid--he was nuts. "You probably know by now that he is the youngest of the three Cooley siblings, and by Cooley, I mean, the Cooleys. As in Spencer Cooley, Cooley Acres Cooley. He loves throwing that around."

Tristan nodded in recognition. "I wondered, but yeah. Wow. That's pretty cool."

Emily nodded, "yeah, his parents take on a ton of interns every year, some of them future instructors, some into the breeding industry, the whole nine. Each one gets a trash job that none of the paid staff want to do. They say it builds character. I got accepted in while I was getting certified to become an instructor, and because I was the top of my class, they gave me the honor of being the babysitter of the young, reckless little brother who kept getting everyone else in trouble. He took a liking to me and we became best buddies. I might even say he missed me when I left."

"I could see him being troublesome," Tristan acknowledged. "But it doesn't come from a bad place. You can tell he just doesn't know any better, he learned by imitating his family."

Emily glanced over at him, trying to scan his face for validation. "You know them, then?"

Tristan nodded. "I've met them a handful of times. Not my favorite people, let's just say. I can tell Noah draws a lot from you because you care about him, you're kind."

A little pink, Emily didn't know what to say. She was a little confused truthfully, her mind was still clouded from the days' events prior to then. "I-- thank you?"

"I was just acknowledging the reasons behind his behavior, don't worry about it too much." Tristan shrugged it off casually. "But, yeah, anyways. Apparantly he's primarily my student, but I'm sharing him with Tim. We ought to have fun with that, huh?"

Emily giggled a little. "He may be bold and talkative, but he takes that courage into his riding. He's not exactly Spencer, but he does have talent. He just needs to learn how to harness that energy and brain power and he'll survive just fine."

"Yeah, I may need your help with that..."

The pair finally made it to the barn, just then noticing Heather. Nothing seemed off at first, mainly due to the fact that the horse's body was blocking their view of Heather.

Emily beamed a great smile. "Did you get a new horse?!"

(If you wanna see what she looks like, her picture is in the sign ups :3)

-Heather poked her head out from the mare's left side, calming her down as she was still skittish from earlier- "Easy girl, easy" -The mare settled down a bit from Heather's soft voice then she looked at Emily and nods a bit- "Yeah, I bought her from a guy that sold horses for a good price. She came from England but she was taken away from her old owners that abused her over there since someone called animal control" -she said then explains what the mare is while introducing her- "This is Mystery, She's a Silver Buckskin Roan Splash White Rabicano Brazilian Sport Horse and she's 17hhs" -Mystery's blue eyes looked over at the two humans as she gave a nervous snort from her snorts-

"That's a mouthful," Tristan said, the ghost of a smile forming on his lips. "She looks like fun. Congratulations."

"She's so pretty!" Emily exclaimed, giving Heather a huge hug. It was only then that she noticed something was off about Heather's balance. Tristan noticed it too.

"You took a fall, did you? Do you need it checked out?" As someone who hates drama and additional questions, Tristan just decided to make his assumption and get straight to the point. "Does she need to go back out and get worked with? I can grab my helmet, if you want the help. If not, that's fine too."