on paper we're a disaster | Amy!

[lucassimmonds]

“Well, quite honestly, I think you’re a pompous git. With that in mind, why do you think I should try and get an interview for you?” Lucas spoke into his phone. He was standing in the middle of the stable’s lounge, where he had eventually found his way to in his search for the owner. He was about ready to give up and just come back another day on his quest to find a horse he could lease, since he couldn’t really afford to buy one right now. Currently, he was on the phone to someone he had worked with about a month ago, who had heard he’d gotten a chef job at Providence, and was now trying to wheedle him in to getting him an interview with the head chef. Lucas laughed at the guy’s answer, before returning with a “Well, you know what? Piss off,” before he hung up on him.

His gaze fell on to the couch that occupied one area of the room, and headed straight over to it. He flopped on to it, ankles crossed comfortably, hands clasped across his abdomen, eyes shut beneath the pair of aviators that had fallen back down to sit haphazardly on his nose that he couldn’t be bothered to push back up on to the top of his head, where they had been sitting. May as well make myself comfortable, he mused to himself, he had nothing else to do all day, so maybe he should just hang around until something interesting came along.

He had been lying there for a good few minutes, falling into a half sleep, when he heard the footsteps of someone entering the room. Shaking off sleep, he half twisted in his position lying on the couch, one hand moving his aviators so his eyes were peering over the top of them as he went to see who it was. “If you can tell me where Carlee Peters might be, I promise I’ll love you forever,” he said, before he’d even seen who it was, a half arrogant, half cheeky smirk crossing his face.

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You like your world with me in it

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Muse Shut Up and Kiss Me - Orianthi
Notes Sorry, it's not that great. I suck at starting posts xD
Credits IrishEyes @ Caution 2.0. Lyrics @ Orianthi

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[amy]

we'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.

Today had gone relatively well so far, seeing as how nothing had went wrong for the time being. Amy had driven to the farm early this morning - pulling into the gravel driveway around 6 am. She needed all the time she could get to work with her horses before the place became crammed. You had to fight tooth and nail with people just to get a few moments of arena time when the stable reached its breaking point. Riders and their mounts tried to squeeze by one another with aggravated movements, annoyed by the ongoing chaos around them. "We don't have to worry about that now, do we boy?" She gave the black stallion a quick pat on the neck as she led him back to his stall. Westie had moved like a dream this morning and Amy hoped that he'd be ready for the next show after a few more training sessions.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out a carrot and smiled softly when the pony took it from her palm eagerly. He was her very own chow hound. Stepping from the stall she closed the door and latching the small metal lock into place. "Be good and don't get yourself into trouble." She yawned and stretched out her arms as she headed toward the lounge; and it was then that she began to regret her decision for an early start.

Entering the lounge she headed toward the fridge to grab a bottle of water and turned abruptly when someone spoke to her. She glowered at the man who had recently got up from one of the innumerable sofa's that littered the large room. "First off, would you please wipe that goofy smirk off your face. You look semi-retarded with it." She turned her attention to the fridge and her bottle of water. Grabbing one, she twisted the cap off and took a few quick sips before realizing that she was still in the presence of the man. "You're out of luck. She left a few days ago to check on purchasing some new horses for the farm. She should be back in a week or so."

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:3 wow, talk about a basket full of sunshine xD

[lucassimmonds]

The person who had walked in turned out to be in fact a woman, around his age. Attractive too, he automatically thought, unable to help himself. Rolling off the couch and in to a standing position, he watched her walk over to the fridge, his grin widening at her response. “Wow, she bites too. I think you’ve just made my day,” he replied, letting out a slight chuckle. This was definitely going to be an interesting experience, he could tell already.

She got a bottle of water from the fridge, almost seeming to forget his question, or that he was even there, past telling him off. He debated for a moment, before choosing not to move closer just yet, having been on the receiving end of a well aimed slap, punch or kick on numerous occasions, despite liking her attitude, he didn’t doubt that she wouldn’t hit him if she felt like it. “Ah, that’s a shame. Though I guess that just means I’ll have to grace everyone with my presence for the next week until she gets back,” he said, waiting for her reaction. Perhaps he was trying to get a rise out of her, he was bored, and she had definitely caught his interest with her opening comment.

His interest was something hard to catch these days. He was getting a little tired of women who just flirted, almost mindlessly with him, he needed something...more...than that. Not that he didn’t mind it every once in a while, he was just the sort of guy who got bored easily. Perhaps that was the reason why he hadn’t been in a proper, lasting relationship in quite a while. Keeping friends was just as hard for him.

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You like your world with me in it

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Muse Hard Act to Follow - Grinspoon
Notes Meh, wasn't that great, I'm exhausted. Buut this thread sorta brought my muse back xD
Credits IrishEyes @ Caution 2.0. Lyrics @ Orianthi

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[amy]

we'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.

She glared at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Yes, I do bite. Oh, so I made your day huh? How marvelous, that was something I always dreamed of doing. Thank you so much for allowing it to come true."

[/b] She screwed the tiny white cap back on the plastic bottle and slammed it down on the counter. She really wasn't in the mood to deal with another one of society's infamous pricks. However, she knew Carlee wouldn't take kindly to one of her boarder's being blatantly rude to a potential customer. "Whatever floats your boat, buttercup." She ran a hand through her long, dark hair and picked up the bottle again.

Perhaps if she ignored to pest, it would go away. She walked over to one of the plush sofas and plopped down without another word and picked up one of the magazines lying on the table. "Don't expect much from the other boarders," she glanced over at him and tossed the flimsy magazine on the oak table. "Their not into socializing - their only interested in bettering themselves and their horses. Becoming the best of the best."

Since she'd been riding here, Amy hadn't made very many friends. Then again she was never really the type of person to hold anyone to her, like a dog on a leash. She was a loner, a rebel.. she did things her own way. "I reckon' I'll have to be the bigger person here... and introduce myself. I'm Amarina Bell, though you can call me Amy."

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[lucassimmonds]

“What can I say, I aim to please,” he answered, keeping his tones irritatingly pleasant. She slammed the her bottle down on the counter. Yep, definitely not getting to close just yet, he thought to himself. It seemed like he had met someone who definitely matched him for attitude, and sarcasm. Brilliant. “I don’t know, never really was into boats. Motorbikes always held a much bigger appeal for me. That, and fast cars,” he replied, flashing her another grin.

He followed her, sitting on a couch that sat opposite the one she was now occupying, flopping down onto it, pulling his aviators off his head and began to fiddle with them, one arm thrown casually over the arm of the couch, smirking slightly. “See, I don’t get all of that. Never really did. What’s to gain once you’ve hit ‘perfect’?” he mused, watching her, eyebrows slightly raised. “And, I didn’t come here to socialise. As you can probably guess, it’s not my strongest point,” he continued, chuckling.

Well, an introduction was a start. “Lucas Simmonds,” he replied, leaning forward, extending one hand to her, interested to see if she’d shake it or not, watching her with a sort of amused curiosity.

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You like your world with me in it

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Muse Like A G6 - Far East Movement ft The Cataracs & Dev
Notes Blah, sorry, that sucked...but Lucas does amuse me xD
Credits IrishEyes @ Caution 2.0. Lyrics @ Orianthi

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[amy]

we'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.

"Obviously. Try not to aim too high, you might not like what you catch."

[/b] She stared at his extended hand and quirked a brow. If she wanted to feel like a true ass she would slap his hand away, but alas she decided to play 'nice' for now. She grasped his hand and gave it a firm shake before retracting it and placing it limply in her lap. "Fast cars and motorbikes will kill you one day.." She shrugged her shoulders and picked up another magazine and pretended to be halfway interested in its contents.

"Really? You seem like a very sociable person. That's the funny thing, they never reach 'perfect'.. they always give up or move onto something else."[/color] She tossed the glossy book on the empty seat next to her and took another sip of her water. She couldn't entirely say that his company was obnoxious and unwanted. It was far better than what would occur if he hadn't been there. Most times she'd just sprawl out on the sofa and fall asleep watching the television.

"So.. do you board any horses here? Or are you one of those creepy weirdos that just hang out around the barn trying to appear cool?"[/b]

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[lucassimmonds]

“What would be the challenge in aiming low?” he queried, raising his eyebrows quizzically at her, his grin turning into something that more resembled a smirk. She ended up accepting the hand he offered out to her, giving it a firm, quick shake before letting it go. “Well, I’m going to die one day, regardless. So, it may as well be doing something fun,” he replied, settling back against the couch again, crossing his arms along his chest, watching her.

He shrugged. “That may be so...being sociable doesn’t always mean making friends, you know,” Lucas said, smirking again. He was quite right, he had the tendency to put his foot in it, more than he did of making (or keeping, for that matter) friends. Not that he deliberately drove people off, a lot of people just didn’t...get him, for wont of a better term for it. People just tended to take his sarcastic remarks more seriously than they were meant, but he couldn’t help it, it was just how he was. Standoffish and occasionally downright rude, but at least he was honest.

“See, I don’t get that. What’s the point of starting something, living it, breathing it, when you’re just going to give it all up later? Completely defeats the purpose of starting it in the first place, may as well just give up on the thought as soon as you have it,” he said, scratching idly at the side of his neck.

He chuckled. “Creepy weirdo, naturally,” Lucas replied, shifting in his seat. “Nah, I don’t have a horse currently, at least, not in this country. Looking at leasing one, maybe.”

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You like your world with me in it

Words 272
Tagged Amy
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Muse Forever & Always - Taylor Swift
Notes Finally got a post up. Sorry, have been working all week.
Credits IrishEyes @ Caution 2.0. Lyrics @ Orianthi

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[amy]

we'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.

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