Starting over is a good thing. Right?

[Victoria Dawn Lieson]

[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:375px;padding:8px;background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/fvefkx.jpg); border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:250px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom: 5px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px; margin-left:20px;margin-right: -30px;margin-top:5px;letter-spacing:-2px;]I know its hard,[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-left:-40px;margin-right:20px]But who are you to fall apart on me?[/style] [/style][STYLE=width:275px;font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:30px;text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;]Victoria Lieson [/style] [/style][STYLE=width:340px;padding:10px;background-color:#000000; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify] Tori pulled out her phone before she got out of her truck. She had a text message from her brother asking if she got there ok. Camryn had stayed behind for a couple of days to get his law stuff figured out and get his probation papers so he could bring them over here to Crossfire Farms to be filled out. The red head looked up form her phone replying that everything was ok to see a large farm in front of her. It was beautiful and she had heard many wonderful things about it. About the champions it produced and that the people here were great. Tori never really got a long with people to great in her old home, especially when her parents died things just got worse. Cam seemed to be taking it better than her but maybe that was due to his probation. She took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh before she opened the door to her truck. She stepped out his a pair of skinny jeans with her cowgirl boots on. She had an all black long sleeve shirt on with a black jean vest on that buttoned up. She took a few steps forward turning to the side and opening a door to her horse trailer. She had drove 3 horses here that day. She took a hand full of treats before closing the door and walking to the backside of her trailer. A small click left the girls mouth. "Come on Duch, out you go" She said as she looked over her pride and joy as he backed up. Duch was an Anglo Arabian stallion with quite an attitude. He was all black except for his bald face and his 4 small white socks. A true beauty that Tori has had since he was only a few months old. Long graceful and muscular legs backed the horse out of the trailer as he snorted when his feet hit the ground. Tori let a small smile cover her face as she patted his neck. "Atta boy" she said taking the lead rope that hung from his chin and leading him to the side of the trailer tying him up before going to get the other two horses. She wondered what type of people where here and if they were as nice as she had heard. [/style][div style="width:335px;padding:5px;background-color:#000000;padding:8px; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;-webkit-border-radius: 40px;[br"]-moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;] "I don't think you'll ever want to love me"

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☼Tags;; David Adams
☼Notes;; Bleh xD
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Don't let me jump, don't let me fall

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[David Ian Adams]

David Adams
Truck

David had rolled out of bed a little later than usual today but seeing that he usually worked seven days a week, it seemed justified. He had been lucky enough today to get someone to fill in for him, and he planned on taking full advantage of the day. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, but he certainly wasn't going to waste this rare opportunity, especially since he wasn't sure when he'd get another chance to do such a thing. Of course he loved his job, but everyone needs at least a day off every other week. After a while everything just really wears you out and you start slipping up, and in his profession, that was a very, very bad thing to do.

He started his truck before he decided to go to the barn and hang out with Ace for a little while. The truck rolled into the parking lot before he cut off the humming engine and slid out before he opened the rear doors and grabbed his sweatshirt. He wasn't planning on using it yet, but there was enough of a nip to the air that it wouldn't hurt to have it, especially if he went for a quick ride. He shut the doors quietly before walking into the stables and making his way to see Ace, but was stopped by the empty feeling in his pocket and he already knew what it was. His phone. How in the world could he forget his phone? His roommate would have his head if he ever missed one of her calls, but then again, he'd do the same thing to her so all was fair.

He walked back out the his truck and opened the door, feeling along the sides of the seats until he found it. He shook his head as slid it into his back pocket before closing the doors once again and making the same walk back into the barn. He smiled when Ace stuck his head out of his stall and nickered to him. "Hey there. I've heard you've been a social butterfly the past couple of days." He laughed and pet the grulla gelding's head but he was cut short by the obnoxious vibrating of his phone. He sighed before he looked at who it was; work. Of course, because the place couldn't run a full twenty-four hours without him. He answered it and could hardly hear who it was so he walked back outside, leaning against the barn wall slightly. He listened to the chatter of the man on the other side, hardly caring for what he had to say. It was his day off, shouldn't they at least try not to call him?

After he hung up he saw a girl unloading her horse and he figured Ace could wait another minute or so in case this girl needed help. It was safe to say he hadn't seen her around here before, but that wasn't really uncommon, David was still pretty new. He walked over to the girl and her horse. He stopped a couple feet away from them before speaking. "Hey, do you need a hand with anything?"

[Victoria Dawn Lieson]

[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:375px;padding:8px;background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/fvefkx.jpg); border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:250px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom: 5px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px; margin-left:20px;margin-right: -30px;margin-top:5px;letter-spacing:-2px;]I know its hard,[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-left:-40px;margin-right:20px]But who are you to fall apart on me?[/style] [/style][STYLE=width:275px;font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:30px;text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;]Victoria Lieson [/style] [/style][STYLE=width:340px;padding:10px;background-color:#000000; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify] Tori hopped into the trailer and pet the large white horse that barely fit into the trailer. Spartan was her fathers horse, he was huge, standing at 19 hands, the large shire had many many scars over his body and a few cuts that stubbornly wont heal. Other than his slightly beat up look, the gelding was rather handsome. "Hey handsome" she said gently touching the horses neck trying not to frighten him before she unties his lead rope. She backed him up slowly still keeping her hand on his neck. When all four of his hooves were on the ground she handed him a treat. "Good boy Spartan, good boy" she said patting his neck before quickly turning around at the sound of a voice. There stood a man who seemed to be quite taller and looked about in his twenty's. He was very handsome and looked strong but Tori knew she should be thinking that stuff for she just got here. She let a small, faint smile cross her lips as he asked her if she needed help. "Um, yes please, If you don't mind could you help me by getting Jax out out of the trailer?" She asked pointing to the red roan overo that stood patiently in the trailer. Duchanar snorted and pawed at the ground as he saw his owner leading Spartan. Tori shook her head as he watched him. "Hey now, don'd be a jealous pony" she said with a slight giggle before she began to tie Spartan to the side of the trailer. She looked back over the the man "Hi, sorry I didn't introduce myself, I'm Tori, and you are?" [/style][div style="width:335px;padding:5px;background-color:#000000;padding:8px; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;-webkit-border-radius: 40px;[br"]-moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;] "I don't think you'll ever want to love me"

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☼Tags;; David Adams
☼Notes;; Short post is short :/
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Don't let me jump, don't let me fall

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[David Ian Adams]

David Adams
Truck

He watched quietly as she unloaded another horse and he smiled when he saw the Shire. He liked big horses but his Mustangs were his favorite, especially the BLM's. Every year his parents would get or two to replace a couple ranch horses and they were the best horse's David had ever worked with. They could and would do anything you'd ask. From trails to ranch work, to pleasure classes and jumping, they did it all and were willing every time. Ace happened to be his favorite of the Mustang's the ranch had and that was why Ace had come with him, not to mention that he also took him to work some days if they needed to get bulls from one pasture to another.

He smiled and nodded when she spoke, "Yes ma'am." He walked quietly into the trailer and looked at the horse as it stood quietly. Jax, she had mentioned the horses name. He quietly untied the horse and backed it off slowly before he turned to look at one of the other horses whom seemed to be rather upset that she was handling the Shire. He laughed slightly before she looked at him and introduced herself. Duh, his manners would be a good thing the remember today. Just because he had a day off from work, it didn't mean his manners had a day off too. He extended his hand before speaking, "Don't worry about it. It's a pleasure to meet you Tori. I'm David."

He looked over at the horse he had a hold of and then looked to Tori. "Do you want to take these guys right into the barn or would you like to unpack some things?" He noticed the girl seemed to be a couple years younger than him and he wondered if she had come alone. Even as a twenty year-old, it was a hard trip to make from his home in North Dakota and he couldn't have imagined moving a couple years ago. But then again, he was extensively involved in the family farm so that always made things a little harder. Of course family made things harder too. His parents were fairly indifferent as to where he decided to go and what he wanted to do, but his sister... She had cried, begged, and pleaded for him not to leave and that seemed to be the hardest thing about leaving for him. His sister was everything to him so leaving her back home had been difficult but she needed to finish school first and maybe after that she'd be able to come live with him here; if she was still even interested.

[Victoria Dawn Lieson]

[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:375px;padding:8px;background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/fvefkx.jpg); border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:250px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom: 5px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px; margin-left:20px;margin-right: -30px;margin-top:5px;letter-spacing:-2px;]I know its hard,[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:left;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-left:-40px;margin-right:20px]But who are you to fall apart on me?[/style] [/style][STYLE=width:275px;font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:30px;text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF;border-bottom:1px solid #FFFFFF;line-height:15px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:-1px;]Victoria Lieson [/style] [/style][STYLE=width:340px;padding:10px;background-color:#000000; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify] Tori smiled and shook his hand "Pleasure" she said smiling again. She sure did smile an awful lot these days, or tried too. Maybe it was all an act? She sighed walking over to her stallion that was throwing a fit. She pat his neck and shook her head. Duch always was a jealous mean type. "Um I think we can put them all in stalls? I don't really have anything that I need to unpack, my brother has all the saddles and everything, don't ask me why considering i'm the one with the truck." she said letting another giggle escape her. She wondered if all the guys here were as attractive as David here. But for some odd reason she didn't find herself attracted to him, sure he was handsome, but not quite her type. She untied Duch and began to lead him by himself because if she didn't he would pitch a fit. As she walked by Jax, Duch reached out and nipped at the other stallion. Tori groaned and yanked at the lead rope. "Cut your shit Duch!" She said looking the horse into his bald face and almost clear blue eyes. The stallion snorted and then seemed to drop his head as if he was ashamed. Tori shook her head again and looked back at David. "Those two shouldn't give you any problems, just make sure you don't make any fast moves near Spartan, he might freak out. [/style][div style="width:335px;padding:5px;background-color:#000000;padding:8px; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color: #FFFFFF;border-top:1px dotted #000000;border-bottom:5px solid #FFFFFF;-webkit-border-radius: 40px;[br"]-moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:center;] "I don't think you'll ever want to love me"

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Don't let me jump, don't let me fall

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