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Emily | Eventing | Kholo
Emily gave a small sigh, her eyes saddened, but seemingly at peace for some odd reason. "Yeah, there is. Can we talk inside?"
Going inside the office with Kholo, Emily laid out many pieces of paper and handed them to Kholo. "Here are some details on what I'm about to discuss with you. First of all, the eventing trainer and I are not working out as well as I'd like. He's a great guy, it just isn't a good fit. I'd like to transfer to working under you and the show jumping and cross country trainers individually, if that's alright. Furthermore, I've been given a business proposition to ride resales horses that can be moved here, and they will be paid for by the owners until sold. I would like to take them up on this, but I am not sure about housing them. That brings me to the blueprints that are in that folder." She shows the older woman a picture of a dilapidated barn on the farm. "In the folder are blueprints to restore the barn up on the hill. I'm willing to put in the work to make it happen, I just wanted to ask you if you'd consider it. It would likely attract a lot of attention for the farm. So, may I have your blessing, for those two matters?"
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(Thanks all! Excited to be here <3)
Emery | 20 | Open
Emery let Mio look around, his ears perked as he took in his new surroundings. The atypical blaze on his face made him intriguing, not to mention his color and leg markings. He gave a snort, and began walking calmly against Emery's side. He was still attentive to his surroundings, but didn't cause too much trouble. Emery walked inside the large stable, and began looking for Mio's name on any of the name plates. Soon, she found it, and walked him into the luxurious stall. "Good boy, Mio." She said, patting his muscular neck. She put his lead over his neck and undid all of the straps on the blanket, pulling it off of his dark chestnut body. Then, she undid all of the boots and took his halter as well.
Leaving him in the stall, she carried everything back to her trailer. She organized it and put it away, and closed the trailer up, before finding her phone to see if there were any messages from Kholo, or anything else she should pay attention to. Being that there wasn't she went inside her trailer and changed. Her outfit was a pair of grey breeches with a teal polo shirt, and knee high black socks. She slipped on her tennis shoes again and grabbed her boot bag, containing her tall black Ariat boots, her helmet, gloves and spurs. She also went to her trailer and grabbed Mio's custom saddle, saddle pads, dressage boots and his double bridle. She figured that now was as good of a time as any to get riding, since she felt she was much further behind everyone else there.
Their journey from Ireland had not been easy, as Mio had to be quarantined for some time before they would allow him to leave and come to the farm. Emery carried everything, a bit clumsily, but thankfully not dropping anything, yet. She hadn't seen anyone else yet, and was slightly thankful for that.
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(No problem, Fresh people for Keenan to annoy is awesome lol! XD )
Timothy Blue / EI / M: Open.
Boomer had continued foraging even without his rider on the saddle,Oblivous to most other noises as his ear flicks between the greenery and his owner.Tim was now nestled at the bottom of a tree trunk not too far away,Curled up with his head tucked tightly into his knees in the fetal position.He felt utterly rediculous, and was pleading for everyone to just stay away as he sits to try and think everything through.It seemed to work a little,Giving the space he needed to calm everything - Even if it did end with him left in solem tears. After a while if trying to cool his puffy eyes,trying to remove any signs of his break down Tim takes Boomers reins and turns him toward the barn on foot,The sympathetic gelding obeying immediately having his hunger settled slightly. They arrive back,Tim rapidly tucking the bay into his stall and beginning to untack him with his face turned away.He had always hated being vulnerable - And the last few years had been turmoil to say the least..
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Should I post keenan/conrad or Tristan next? I don't know looll))
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First World Problems Lol! What a choice,I can't help you there x3)
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Tristan | HJI | Tim, Open
Tristan was coming in from riding a large black gelding with what appeared to be evident draft blood. He greeted Tim with a smile, having not noticed he had gotten back already. "Hey, man! How was your trip? You missed some stuff around here. We got some new trainers in over the weekend and some new riders, too. I haven't met the showjumping trainer, but I did meet the western and cross country trainers. They're brothers. Conrad is great, Keenan... well, Keenan can go either way."
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Timothy Blue / EI / M: Tristan.
Eyes flicking up with a little panic,Tim gives under his eyes a little pat with his finger tip before returning as vibrant a smile as he could manage. "Hey - It was.." He pauses,Struggling to find a word for it as he reaches up to scratch his neck.Relief however came as Tristan continues speaking,Allowing him to try and change the subject. "Oh Right - Twins?Or just siblings?Suppose it'll be nice for them to take the reins. - No pun intended." He says with a small chuckle,Eyes falling to the floor as he returns to silence and fussed over untacking Boomer. Edited at September 15, 2019 04:30 PM by Flipperruby30
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Espresso Silhouette | Open
-After the young woman went her seperate ways from the man while getting her mare from the pasture. After having both herself and the mare ready, Heather would be riding Mystery around in the Jumping arena which got the course all set up by herself. She tried her best to keep herself focused while working with the mare, she had gotten Mystery to clear the low obstacles, she turns her mare towards the medium obstacles. She felt the mare's body tense as she tossed her head but her ears remained perked forward- Edited at September 15, 2019 04:32 PM by Aspen Fire ES
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Tangle, I'm going to move Emily's plot along since we already discussed it :) I will just backtrack a bit and connect the pieces when you post Kholo next.
Emily | Eventing | Tim
After a long discussion with Kholo, Emily stepped out of the office, nearly bumping into Tristan who was blocking the door with his large frame. She touched his shoulder lightly as she stood straighter, glancing to Tim then quickly glancing away and back to Tristan. "Hey... guys..." Truly feeling awkward about the situation, Emily looked from man to man, not sure which to look to first. "I need to talk to both of you. Which one wants to go first?"
Tristan stands back, already anticipating their conversation. "I'll let you two chat, I'll be in my office when you need me, Emily."
As he left, Emily glanced awkwardly at the floor, still rather angry at Tim. "I'm just giving you notice that I will no longer be under your training. I already spoke to Kholo and she agreed that it would be better this way." Coldly, she added, "you can drop my training folder in my locker at a convenient time. I'll see you around." With that, she made her way towards Tristan's office, for once, not necessarily caring if she hurt Tim. She was hurting because of her own drama, and she couldn't see past her own pain to feel for this situation too. Holding it together unusually well, it was obvious the girl had had enough. And once someone entered conflict with her, it was too easy to cut them out of her life.
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Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily,Tristan,Open.
Tim had stood silently,Giving Tristan a pleading look as he leaves them to talk.He felt just as guilty - Shed asked for his help and he'd lost his rag and ditched her. It was over rather rapidly ,Which would have usually led to relief.But this didn't - Emily was cold,Distant.It was to be expected really,But something was different,Tim knowing it must've been a defense mechanism after her dreadful news. Before he really knew what he was doing,Tim was out of Boomers stable,Quickly catching up and walking infront of her to purposely slow her down.He'd promised Riley after all hadn't he - And Tim wouldn't back down on that no matter what happened. "Woah - Slow down Tiger, I doubt Tristan has hardly got to his office yet." He says in a tone attempting to reassure,But Tim was certain it wouldn't work.The young lady was clearly locked away now - it didn't hurt to try though. "He told you then? - I'm really sorry Emily.But maybe it will just come up as a pointless investigation hmm?Just dont worry about it too much - Please?" He spoke,Totally forgetting Riley asking him not to mention it - It just seemed the right thing to do,So she remembered he was there for her.As her instructor of course - Previous Instructor. Tim had the urge to stay,But knew he was unwelcome.He didn't mind too much about her switching trainers, In fact it was what he wanted to visit Kholo about this morning so it was another job less for him to do.So with that he gives her a concerned glance as though it was his final look at her,Turning away and heading back, "Bye Emily." He speaks gently,Feeling a little weight lift from his shoulders.
(God I wrote that so dramatically 'like it was his last look at her ' LMAO xD ) Edited at September 15, 2019 05:06 PM by Flipperruby30
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