-Heather walks over and takes a sit but was kinda isolating herself, still recovering from her old partner's death which still broke her heart then she looked over at everyone before looking down at her lap then she checks her ankle carefully, seeing that she just sprained it, feeling no broken bones so far while her back was shooting pain up her spine, knowing that she'll have a painful, soreful bruise there in the morning-

Heather glances over at Heather, who appears to be nursing an injury--or several. "What's the matter with you, Drama Queen?"

Emily, sitting down in between Tristan and Tim, gives Noah look. "Noah!"

He shrugs, a sly smile hitting his face as he looks back to Savannah, then to Heather. "Geez, sorry I have curiosity, Emily."

Tim glances up,trying to ignore Noahs comments as best as he could.Although he had to admit,His mention of Tristans reaction had intrigued him.

He felt a nervous pang as more people began to appear,Tim hadn't realised so many would want to join.Settling into his seat,He shimmies over a little to expand the circle,Allowing for them to sit down too.

"Well I had planned on a earlier night - Seems this game could go on for a while!"

He says with a slight chuckle,Breaking a little with nerves.His eyes don't leave the floor the whole time bar glancing up at the newer people.

-Heather glared at Noah a bit when he called her that- "That's quite rude to call someone a Drama Queen. But I guess you was calling yourself that, little boy" -She looked away as she carefully messages her sprained ankle with her right hand with gentle pressure to it. Wondering if it was even a good idea to be here or not-

Emily | Eventing | Tim, gang, Noah

"I'm kind of with Tim, here..." Emily glanced over comfortably, wondering why he looked so uncomfortable. Perhaps he was just tired. Had he been tired all day then? "I have to pack in the morning, its going to be a nice little trip and my brother arrives late afternoon."

Noah glanced over to the two girls, and whispered, "watch this," followed by Noah looking at Emily and blurting out, "did you know he's madly in love with you?"

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Card Gang.

Tim's blue eyes had grown with concern watching Heather rub her injuries.He had no idea as to how she had done them,But the way she was acting was really worrying.

His worrying quickly doubled as Noah shifts,Knowing immediately he was up to something.Tim's head unvolutarily shakes at the sound of his voice,Giving a quick eye roll followed by a quiet yawn.

"Well I - I think you'll all get on a little quicker if I head out,Tomorrow is going to be busy I Feel."

He hastily stands,Heading for the door as his eyes sweep from face to face.They stop momentarily at Emily,Before flicking quite quickly away toward Heather.Tim tries to hide his concern before walking out,Calling once he was out the door way,

"Night All - And No betting!"

He begins to head for the stables,Subconsciously worrying about his Lame gelding.

Emily shrugged--this wasn't an unusual thing for Noah to make similarly-aged young men that knew Emily uncomfortable. However, Tim's reaction made her a bit confused, if not uncomfortable. "Who is, my stepbrother?" Emily gave a slight smirk, then rose to her feet. "As much fun as this seems, I want to check on my ponies before I go to sleep. Then, I want to sleep."

A small bit of playful banter had allowed for Tim's unknown escape to the barn. Emily had thought he had gone back to his room like he had mentioned, so she didn't think anything of walking down to the barn herself, quietly slipping into Magik's stall with little as a word. She wondered why the lights were on, but left it up to all-night lighting, something she wasn't used to but appreciated. She began pulling her horses out of their stalls and putting them in the outside crossties as she did, routinely, at least five times a day.

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Arriving at His Grey's stall,Tim slips inside,Biting his lip as he runs a hand down to his hock.It seemed no better,Like a fire inside the little Gelding's leg.

The silence beside the running water really was a killer..

Emily had gone into the tack room to get her grooming supplies, so she hadn't heard his speaking nor the water. When she exited, there was a horse in the wash stall adjacent to where she was, so she visibly jumped, a small squeal escaping her lips. "Oh, hi pony... you scared me..." Emily softly kissed the muzzle of the gray, not knowing Tim was right behind her. When she turned around, she jumped and squealed again, this time backing away, nearly into Looney.

"I--I thought--" Gulping, Emily's face turned as rosy as Tim's. She took a deep breath, and began again. "I thought you went up to your room."