Emily | Eventing | Noah, Sav, Tim, Wyatt

As the doctor, whom she had now identified as a man named Andrew, led her towards the door, he gave her a small smile, yet his eyes still showed jealousy--or was it rage? "Call me when you get this sorted out," he mumbled, leaving them to it.

She stood at the door, biting her lip in hesitation. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like she'd never been to the hospital before. Her dad was a world-renowned surgeon for heaven sakes. Which, by the way, hadn't truly hit her until now. The smells and the bustle of the hospital began to have their effect on her, but anxiousness about going into the room with Tim was far more frightening.

"Here, you go first, kiddos..." Emily tried to push Noah in gently, but he grabbed her wrist, nearly taking her to the floor with the weakness and shooting pain in her ankles.

"Spin move," he exclaimed brightly, followed by an authoritative, "c'mon, Savannah."

"Are you okay?" Wyatt stood with distance between them to remain respectful to Emily, his body language tense because hers was.

Nodding, she gave an unconvincing smile. "I will be."

As she entered the hospital room, her eyes immediately fell on Tim. He didn't look very well in any sense of the word, which made her empathy grow into guilt for the second time. "Hi," she greeted meekly, sliding into the chair beside him. "Are you okay? I mean--I know you're not, but...I'm sorry, I'll stop talking..."

Wyatt's large frame lingered by the door frame, an encouraging smile put on as genuinely as he could muster. He wasn't sure what their relationship was, but trusted Emily. Not truly enough, since he couldn't claim to "know her," but enough to know she was struggling and could use the assistance. He wasn't sure how Tim would react to him either, and therefore wanted to stay as hidden as possible, not drawing too much attention to himself. Which, as a very tall and attractive man, was rather hard to do.

Savannah pulled herself out of her daze when Emily spoke. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said without emotion. Hopefully Emily didn't know her enough that she was on the verge of having a panic attack. Heart beating like a drum, she followed them into Tim's room, noticing a tall guy watching Emily closely. Her heart practically stopped when she saw the state Tim was in. What the heck have I done to him? she thought, whipping herself mentally. Why hadn't she stopped Avatar? You're such an idiot, her nagger seemed to say.

The glaze in Tim's eyes brought memories flooding through her mind. She remembered how they carried Matthew in, whispers from the doctors. Squeaks while they rolled the bed. Worried glances between each doctor. Grief. Tears glazed over her eyes as she stood, transported to another day in memories.

Recognizing the look in Savannah's eyes, he slowly lingered over to where she was in the opposite corner, saying just loudly enough for her to hear and not draw attention, "hey, you wanna go outside for a minute?" He recognized how she was feeling. Well. He wasn't always dark and brooding.

Savannah looked up sharply as the tall man spoke. She hadn't realized that he was still there. "Uh...okay," she said uncertainly. Why on earth is he here? And who is he? she wondered. Slipping out of the room as discreetly as possible, she stood at the doorway, looking at him.

-After a while of exercising Mystery, she had placed the mare back in her stall then she started to brush the mare's buckskin roan splash white rabicano coat, she still blamed herself for letting these things happen to her horses, especially Prince as she felt disgusted with herself as her her body started to shake, being filled with so much stress over it as it wasn't good for her at all-

Busy practically dying with anticipation. Come on Rishy! XD

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Wyatt | Temp./Rodeo stuff | Sav, gang

Wyatt gently and respectfully led the girl through the first floor hallway and out to the grounds where an immaculately kept lawn rolled out for miles and miles to some blue-tinted mountains. "I just figured you seemed like you could use some fresh air," he reasoned after a comfortable silence had occurred. "We both could."

After a small silence had occured, and the girl's express still read as defensive and suspicious towards him, Wyatt softly and with a neutral tone added, "last time I was at a hospital, someone very important to me never came back out. I recognize 'the look' when I see it in people. I don't need you to talk to me, I just saw how well you were doing trying to hide it. I figured even Emily, who seems pretty intuitive, wouldn't be able to give you an out if things got too hard. Plus, I didn't really want to stand out here alone, you know?"

Tim was stirred by the motion into the room,Although his reactions were pretty slow to say the least.He had just given them a dazed look,Before brightening up a little as they got closer,

"Oh - Hey...What are you all doing here?I didn't know we were having a house party?"

He spoke in a confused tone,quite obviously not knowing where he was.His eye did light up at the sight of the blonde beside him,sitting up a little too quickly and giving a absentminded grunt in pain.His hand clenched his side,But he continues.The morphine kept the pain in check for now.

"Em! They found you.You shouldn't run off you know - I missed you...Oh wait.Erm..Your buddy...Right."

He gave a frustrated expression,Staring up at the ceiling to think before looking enlightened.

"Special K..He left your phone.I have it here somewhere.."

He started to pat himself down as if looking for the phone before his attention was taken again,

"Oh hey kid..Arent You meant to be being a pain in the ass elsewhere?"

He spoke to Noah,Before looking to the door and speaking a little too loud,

"Who's mister hot shot?Another play boy?Someone is miss popular hmm."

He says rather sarcastically before falling back into his bed and facing away.His eyes shut heavily,Before he blinked frantically for a few moments to try and fight the fatigue coming over him.But just as he shut his eyes,His heart began thudding as something came back to him.Tim rolls over with glossy eyes,Scanning Emily's face with a worried expression,

"Where's Boomer?"

He repeated the question a few times before trying to get out of bed.Tim wanted to see his gelding now - He could feel his throat choking already.

Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | Nightmare & Espresso Silhouette | M: Open

-Heather would be finished taking care of Mystery as she leaves her stall, closing the stall door before locking it then she goes to Prince's stall and leans against his stall door, watching him eat. She was deeping hating herself in a silent manner, how could she let this happen to her companion as her eyes started to become glossy, tears starting to form in her eyes, she started rubbing her eyes to keep herself from crying but it was deemed hopeless as the tears started running down her face-

Emily | Eventing | Noah, Tim

"That's Wyatt, and he brought me here. He's the only reason I knew about this, so you have to play nice," she warned softly, as if to a toddler. She wasn't sure how much he was actually comprehending until he mentioned Boomer. Her heart stopped temporarily, only wanting to make it better for Tim. Instinctively, she reached for his hand, a calm look in her eye. "He's fine, they're all fine. Savannah's fine too. Avatar, Boomer, and Tabatha all went home with animal control, they're probably back to the barn by now." With a reassuring smile, she added, "we're just worried about you. Have you had a diagnosis yet?"

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Tristan | HJI | Heather, animal control peeps

After a disappointing afternoon involving absolutely nobody showing up for his lesson, Tristan decided to retreat into his dorm momentarily. That is, until he saw a massive truck race down the driveway. "Heather! Do you know what this is about?" He yelled in an intense tone across the yard, his body language growing tenser and tenser. His first assumption was that they were coming to pick up after a complaint, not drop off.