Runaway [open]

[Adrianne Blair]

Haven't posted in AGES, and the activity thread partially inspired this so, here we have it! So sorry it's short and crap.

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The students had been talking about how much they enjoyed their horses all day long. Was there any harm in seeing what all the fuss was about? Of course not, which was just why Adrianne wanted to take the leisurely walk down to the stables and breathe new life into her day. "What beautiful horses." She said out loud, to no one in particular as she extended a hand for a chestnut mare to examine. From what she understood, these horses could be rented out for an hour to those who wished to rent them. As she sauntered down the barn hall, she was presented with several to chose from.

Adrianne had ridden before, so there was no need in picking a beginner's horse who only had one speed. Painfully slow. When it came to horses, she preferred something that had a little more "get up and go" to it. "We've got a winner. Charlotte, such a nice name!" She muttered to herself and opened the stall door and slipped inside, slipping the nylon halter onto the mare's face and clipping on the lead rope.

The two walked in perfect rhythm with one another to the wash bay, which fortunately was empty. The tack room was a short distance from the bay, and another rider had left the door wide open for the next rider to enter and chose their saddle. The Havana brown saddle would work just fine, an old jumping saddle that was showing its age in wear and tear. The bridle was a simple snaffle bit, and the grey mare took it in with zero hestation. Let's ride!

[Kegan Fife]

Kegan made his way down to the stables. There was suppose to be some kind of buddy system, but what the hell did he care? Was he five? The uneven ground made it hard for him to walk, but he kept up appearances and kept his limp hidden as much as possible. On the horse it would never show. Although it hurt him a little, riding was the one thing Kegan could do for hours and not be hindered by his legs.

He entered the barn, and the caretaker was waiting.

My buddy's inside already.

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Kegan got no come back from the old man, so that meant that someone was already here. Lovely. Maybe he could just ignore them. It'd be pretty easy from a horse.

He walked down the stall rows, until he came to his favorite. An old black Irish Draught. His name was James, and he was a good old man. He and Kegan got along great, most of the time. He was old, and sometimes he'd get ornery. Oh well, Kegan was always ornery.

Kegan let him out of the stall and lead down the row of stalls to the tack room. The door was open already, and a saddle was missing. So there really was someone down here. Greeattt. Kegan picked up on of the larger saddles, and sat it on James gently. He fastened it, and then grabbed the bridle.

Alright pal, in ya go,[/color] he said, holding the bit to the horse's mouth. James took it between his teeth, and Kegan finished fastening the bridle. He moved the horse out of the small room, and then mounted him.

Kegan was tall to begin with, but on top of the big stallion he was even taller. James was one of four horses in the stable that could support someone the size of Kegan. There were a lot of big kids at the school, so they needed big horses.

Kegan ducked his head, and lead the horse out of the barn. It was a nice day, and he knew the horse would want to run. He looked around first, and saw another person and horse. The horse was a mare, and so was the person. An actually very pretty looking lady, minus her bright red hair. Kegan hoped she wouldn't want to go on some trail ride with him. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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words ;; 2223
muse ;; not badd
notes ;; allo dereee (:

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[Adrianne Blair]

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• Silver seemed like a fitting, yet somewhat cliche name for a horse of a dabble-grayed coat. It was almost as unoriginal and awkward as naming your dog Fido, or Spot. "Silver, eh? I guess it could be worse, you know." Adrianne leaned down and stroked the mare's sleek, yet equally muscular neck that resembled a horse Caesar might have ridden back in his day. Despite her background as a biology teacher, Adrianne had a notorious fascination with history and the equine. Although she did not own one of her own, it was certainly something to save up her spare change for. But spare change was hard to come by these days.

• The school had several options for the riders, and there was more than enough room for Adrianne and her mount. The red haired rider shrugged her shoulders and regathered the reins in her palms, pressing her heels into the mare's sides. With an obedient snort, the metallic grey Quarter horse moved forward at a cruise controlled speed. She had a smooth gate, that was neither too swift or too slow. Adrianne had ridden plenty of horses who were either too sluggish or too eager to chomp at the bit. "Well there Silver, looks like we've got a guest." Adrianne gave a nod towards the blonde haired young man who had taken up the reins as well.

OOC - My apologies for the length!

[Kegan Fife]

Kegan nodded back to the woman with the red hair. For some reason, he couldn't ignore her. It was annoying. Seriously, no woman was that captivating; except it seemed this one. For some reason he found himself drawn to her, unconsciously leading the horse in her direction.

Before he could realize it, he was right at her; the old horse talking quietly to the young mare. Now Kegan was annoyed. Why had he lead the horse this way? Why didn't he remember making a a dicision to meet her. Who the hell was she anyways? Kegan really didn't want to find out, but something pushed him.

Hi,

[/color] he said with the same conviction of a five year old being forced to apologize. He said nothing else, willing himself quiet.

Who was the woman? She wasn't so special, what made her so different anyways?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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