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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 19, 2008 20:24:30 GMT -5
Krystal Morison sighed as she looked out the window of the train, watching the fast passing seanery. Sighing again, she turned away from the window and leaning back, closing her eyes thinking of her new horse that her parents gave her for her 15th Birthday. After a few minutes, she fell asleep, but was soon waken up by the train's shrill whistle cut through the silence. She jerked upright and noticed that the train had stopped.
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"What's all this noise? What's happening? Why am I in this rocking thing? this is scary! When can get out of here? Help! Let me out of here!" The 15 hand black mare's thoughts whirled through her head."Let me out of here!" she screamed in terror. Ciara reared and kicked at the door of the small train stall. "I'm scared! Why can't someone let me out of here!" she turned around and around, shaking in fright. "Huh?" the train was slowing down, then it stopped. "It's stopped! Now LET ME OUT OF HERE!!" Ciara screamed.
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Post by ~Simmy~ on Feb 22, 2008 8:07:46 GMT -5
Amylia stepped off the train, carrying her duffel bag on her shoulder and her daybag on her hands. Wow, this place looks old. I wonder if anyone lives here? Of course, otherwise it would be a ghosttown. Duh! Amylia's black orbs looked around, swishing her hair. Currently it was blonde with pink stripes, and blue side bangs. She had dyed her hair 2 days before she had come here. She heard some neighing, and decided to investigate. She found a box, which a horse was obviously inside. Wow, this horse is scared.
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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 22, 2008 8:55:29 GMT -5
((yay! thanks for replying, simmy. You're soo great!)) ***Krystal***
~~~~~~~~~~~ Krystal grabbed her bags and jumped off the train, immediately running to her horse's box, and saw another girl standing there. She dashed right by the girl and hurried to open the door, slipping in and clipping a lead rope tp the rope halter, which she discovered was broken. "Why does this ALWAYS have to happen to me?" she thought exasperatedly. Sticking her head out the small opening in the door, she asked Amylia in her quiet, shy voice, "Do you have a halter I could borrow? Ciara's broken hers." ***Ciara*** Ciara reared up, catching the top of the rope halter on an old iron peg near the top, which with her small body's weight broke the halter, which was stuck to the mare's face-with sweat. "Please just let me out of here! I need to see the sky again! I don't want to die!" she said, remembering the days she had spent in a cattle truck, hearing the screams of horses, left to be trampled to death. Suddenly a bright light shown in her eyes, making her spook yet again, as a petite girl slipped in and then asked something outside for a halter. |
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Post by blackhearted on Feb 22, 2008 9:46:31 GMT -5
Melissa was sitting in her seat staring out into the distance watched the world go by. A single tear rolled down her face but she whipped it away quickly. She looked around then turned back to the window. The train began to slow and she sighed what was this place going to be like she thought could it be like home or would it be horrid. As the train pullled to a stop she looked out the window into town. 'Huh, it wasn't much but it would work. She grabbed her bags from the holding place above her seat and headed for the door. She slung her black duffel bag over her shoulder and that was all she had. She took a deep breath at the door and hopped down the steps. She looked around and heard a bunch of comotion over by a horse cab. She moved over to get a better look hoping it wasn't her horse making all that noise and freaking out.
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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 22, 2008 9:59:36 GMT -5
***Gwyneth***
~~~~~~~~~~~~ A tall energetic arabian mare neighed, not in fright, but in frustration at being stuck in this tiny moving..Thing. Plus there was a panicking horse next to her that was getting on her nerves by screaming practically the whole train trip. "Will you just be quiet? It's not like the train's going to eat you, ya know." she said in an annoyed tone. ***Ciara***
~~~~~~~~~~~~ The black mare jerked in fright when she heard a voice come from the box next to her. When she heard what the horse told her, she said shakily, "But I've been in a place like this, and I nearly died! I have my reasons for being scared!" She finished firmly. ***Gwyneth***
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gwyn sighed as she heard the other horse's remark. "Yeah, but that was in a slaughter truck, not a train. This is a train, and I don't think they'd allow slaughter houses to transport horses, d-ya think?" she said a little more friendlier, realizing how scared the mare was. ***Krystal***
~~~~~~~~~~~~ Krys heard a horse neighing lowly from the box next to her, and heard her horse whinny shrilly in answer. "That other horse is talking to Ciara! It's helping her calm down, maybe a little bit." she thought, looking back at her horse. |
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Post by blackhearted on Feb 22, 2008 10:17:13 GMT -5
Melissa looked at the girl staring at the box with the frantic horse in it. In the box next to that was where Gwyn was. She moved pass the 2 others and went pulled out her lead rope she opened the door and slide in. "Hey there pretty girl did ya have a nice ride?" Dump question seeing as how the horse next to her was screaming but she said it anyway. She clipped the lead rope to the mares halter and looked over at the other box where the horse was standing. She smiled but quickly turned back to Gwyn.
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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 22, 2008 13:24:46 GMT -5
***Gwyneth*** Gwyn nickered happily when her precious Missa came into her box. "Well, it was a great ride despite that the horse next to me had been scared to death the whole time, thinking she was going to go to slaughter again..." Gwyn said in her nicker, not that a human could understand her, though. She stepped out with Melissa, happy to finally be out of that cramped place. ***Krystal*** Krystal looked out at the chestnut arabian mare and her owner and asked again in her rather strong Irish accent, "Uh, do you have an extra halter I can use?" Ciara's gone a broken her's again.." |
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Post by ~Simmy~ on Feb 22, 2008 15:50:12 GMT -5
{Geez, you didn't wait for me! Arg! LoL!} Amylia watched all the commotion around her, standing still for once in her life. First there was one girl and one horse. Next thing she knew there were two girls and two horses. Whoah...to confusing! She gulped as she took a step back. Oh, how she longed to be running in a feild.
Thoughts of her past filled her head. When she was asked if she had an extra halter she just shook her head. She didn't have a halter. All she had was a duffel bag which consisted of 2 pairs of jeans, 2 t-shirts, a sweater, boots and a bathign suit. Then she had her daybag, which held her pencils, pencil crayons, her notebook, her camera and her wallet.
She didn't have much, coming from an orphanage she couldn't. She had scraped up all of her money, to the last penny and bought her supplies. Her notebook, pencils, pencil crayons, camera and sweater were all new. She looked around at the scene around her, confused. Why must everything be so confusing? She didn't like confusing. At all. She liked simple things. |
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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 22, 2008 17:06:39 GMT -5
((uh... I don't really know how to answear this, but I'll try!))
The slim Irish girl sighed when the girl she had asked said no. "I really need another halter! I can't get my horse out of here without one, and the train will be leaving soon!" she thought worriedly. "Hey! Maybe I can lead her with the lead rope until I can get the rest of my stuff! I can try, but she might run away...It's my only chance!" she thought again. Krys ducked back into the box and grabbed the halter off the ground, she unclipped the lead rope from the halter, then walked slowly to the black horse, talking gently in gealic, calming the mare dow enough to toss the lead rope over her neack and clipping it around the lead rope, creating a lope around her neack, Ciara reared, frightened by the slap of the rope on her neck, but Krys murmmered in gaelic again, the lead the horse slowly to the door of the box and slid it open more so that Ciara could get out of it. They got out of the box, then she led Ciara around, then she asked Melissa, "Uh, do you know where we take our horses? I don't know anything about this place.."
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Post by blackhearted on Feb 22, 2008 19:15:56 GMT -5
I looked over into the next box and the girl with a strong accent asked me if i had an extra halter. I froze for a moment and noticed she lead her out with just a lead rope was the girl crazy. I fummled with the lead rope as we walked out and whispered to gwyn and looked over at the irish girl and her black horse. "Here you can use this one." I pulled a halter out of my duffel's fron pocket. I was well prepared incase gwyn broke hers. I smiled and stretched out my hand with the halter in it. I looked at the other girl whom seemed confused. "Hi i'm Melissa. and i think we take them with us. Well to the ranch house barn that is." She held gwyn with one hand and held out the halter with the other. The wind blew her white bangs into her face and her hair blew over her shoulder. She smiled a warm smile and watched the other girls.
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Post by theprancingpony on Feb 22, 2008 20:12:38 GMT -5
Krys brightened when the other girl handed her a halter "Thanks so much!" she said happily, glad that someone had one, she wasn't really looking forward to what might happen if Ciara spooked and she hadn't had a halter. She took the halter gratefully the slipped on the black horse's head, while talking non-stop in gealic. Grabbing the halter, she unclipped the lead rope from the neck. Then clipped it back on the halter.
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Post by blackhearted on Feb 26, 2008 18:10:36 GMT -5
Melissa smiled at the girl "No Problem." She turned and faced Gwyn but still stood there. "I'm Melissa." She said with her back turned as she loosened Gwyns halter. Once finished she turned back. To her and held out her hand to shake.
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Post by theprancingpony on Mar 2, 2008 21:39:10 GMT -5
Krystal smiled shyly then timidly extended her arm and shook Melissa's hand. "I am Kry- Krystal.. Mor-morrison.." she said quietly in an accented vioce that had gotten her teased countless times in school. "Y-you ha-have a very-very beauti-beautiful hor-horse!" she stammered softly, her pale face turning red in embarrasment of her broken english.
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Post by blackhearted on Mar 3, 2008 10:42:22 GMT -5
Melissa smiled as the girl shook her hand. She said her name was Krystal. It was a pretty name and reminded Melissa of back home. "I'm Melissa...." After a short pause she replied to the girls compliment. "Thanks she is pretty much my baby. By the way i love your accent. Is it Irish?" She asked nicely. After realising hands she grazed her fingers through her pure white hair. She pulled her bangs out of her face then dropped the lead rope on the ground and walked around Gwyn to check her out. Just to make sure she was intact. As she went she stripped her of all her shipping gear. She fully trusted her jumper and loved her to death.
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Post by theprancingpony on Mar 6, 2008 13:05:42 GMT -5
Krystal smiled shyly. "Th-thank you!" she said happily.She had been teased and ridiculed by every boy or girl she had met at school. "Y-yes, i-it is Irish! I'm Sc-scots-Irish. Half scaottish, half I-irish." she replied.
~~~~~~~Gwyneth~~~~~~~~
When her owner dropped her leadrope, Gwyn lowered her head to the ground and stood quietly as her Missa walked behind her. She smiled and closed her eyes happily. She loved it when her owner trusted her enough to drop the rope.
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Post by uzumakisakura on Mar 12, 2008 15:32:40 GMT -5
Roxas slowly stepped out of the train. He had two bags. One was black and the strap was hung on his left shoulder. The other was a weird dark greenish color, and he held it in his right hand. Roxas looked around and noticed two girls with their horses. He looked away and looked over at a box with a horse inside. He walked over to it, his beautiful blue eyes shimmering ever so brightly. Roxsa wished that he didn't have those eyes. Them, along with his looks, had gotten him into a lot of trouble. He hated his "looks". He wished that he looked like an average guy. But what's in the past can't be undone, his]/i] past couldn't be undone....his brows furrowed as he thought of him. That dreaded man. He had done wrong to Roxas, and Roxas had never forgiven him. Why him? Of all people? Why did he have to suffer? Roxas wasn't complaining, just wishing....
He was interrupted from his thoughts as he suddenly found his face flat on the ground. He hadn't been watching where he was going, so he tripped over something and fell, causing a loud "thump!". Roxas didn't bother to look and see what it was. He groaned and slowly stood up, picking up his bag that had fallen along with him. He dusted himself off with his left hand, his right hand still holding his bag.
((The reason I haven't made him get to his horse yet is because I'm waiting for her to get excepted.))
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Post by theprancingpony on Mar 12, 2008 15:40:25 GMT -5
((2 girls and 2 horses))
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Post by uzumakisakura on Mar 12, 2008 15:41:35 GMT -5
((Oh, ok. Thanks!))
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Post by blackhearted on Mar 13, 2008 11:24:22 GMT -5
((Sorry i haven't been on much life's been well lets just say i ran straight into a wall lol.))
Melissa finished checking over Gwyn and looked up just in time to see some guy trip and fall. She winced and gave a sympathetic look. That looked like it would hurt but she'd seen worse though. She turned her attention back to Krystal. "Wow thats really cool. I'm just from boring old California. But before that i lived in Costa Rica where i was born." She smiled sweetly at her and stole a quick glance at the guy behind her whom had fallen. She wandered if they were all staying at the ranch of if he was headed somewhere else. Looking back at Krystal she looked at her horse. Then she turned around and picked the lead rope that was attached to her horse. She stroked the mares forehead and kissed her nose. She loved that gwyn was such a good horse.
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Post by uzumakisakura on Mar 13, 2008 15:04:14 GMT -5
((Roxas))
Roxas opened the box with the horse inside. It was a mare. She was a leopard appaloosa, around the age of 4 years, and she completely adored Roxas. She nuzzled him gently, causing Roxas to give a small, quiet laugh. "Hey, there, Hana." He said in a caring voice. Roxas was not usually the easiest person to get close to, but Hana definately had a special place in his heart. His parents had gotten her for him in hope of getting him to open up more. Of course, he did, but not to everyone, to Hana. There was this one girl, Namine, that he used to know. She used to go to his school, back in Twilight Town. But, she died. That's one of the reasons Roxas didn't really want to get close to anyone. He was afraid if he got too close to them, what might happen. What if they died? Like Namine had. He couldn't bare the pain. Roxas did have one other friend, Axel. They were best friends. Axel was a bit older then him, but only by about two years. Axel was 17, Roxas was 15. Axel was busy a lot, with college, so he didn't get to see him too often anymore. But at least he had Hana. Roxas' parents made Roxas move here in hope of finding some new friends. No one back where he lived really liked him all that much. Except for of course Axel and Namine. But, Namine was dead now. Roxas' parents couldn't come with him because of their jobs. They were working almost constantly, so Roxas never really got to talk to them or anything. Which didn't really help with his situation. But Roxas didn't really care all that much. He was very fond of his parents. His father wasn't at all easy to get close to, he was such a stiff, rotten man. He wasn't very nice. Roxas enjoyed his mother more. She was kind, and caring, sort of like Hana, only Hana wasn't at work all the time.
Roxas sighed and as soon as he heard Hana neighing, he snapped out of it. He tended to get lost in his own world a lot, thinking of all sorts of things. There was one other person who cared about him, Sora. Sora was his cousin, he lived on Destiny Islands with his two best friends, Riku and Kairi. Roxas wasn't very fond of Riku, but Kairi was ok. Plus, Kairi was Namine's cousin. Was. Roxas grabbed the lead rope and tied it to Hana's halter. He lead Hana out of the small box and onto the firm ground. He petted her gently, checking to see if she was injured or anything.
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