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Post by emmaleepearson on Nov 13, 2010 1:43:39 GMT -8
Sighing, Emma rested her hands on top of the railing of the paddock fence that she was sitting on, watching Ruby grazing. Every now and again, she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, ignoring it, know it could only be one person trying to ring her. She knew John wanted to apologise, but she didn’t want to hear it. Obviously, he didn’t care about her enough to decide not to go ahead with marrying her sister. And ever since she’d arrived in Addison, she hadn’t felt the same way about him at all.
At least she still had Ruby and Jack, the Selle Francais mare and the Setter being the only things that really kept her sane these days, she didn’t know anyone here that well yet, and Jack made her big house feel less empty. That was, when he wasn’t tearing up holes in the garden or chewing on her shoes. But that was what she loved about him. Running her fingers through her golden curls, the last thing she expected to hear was the massive sound of a car backfiring somewhere in the carpark, which Ruby responded to instantly, bolting straight towards where she was sitting on the fence.
“Shit,” she breathed, practically hurling herself off the fence, hitting the ground hard and rolling a few times to get out of the way as the mare cleared the fence and began a mad bolt around the front of the barn.
The impact her slender frame made on the ground knocked almost all of the breath out of her, and she winced, her arm and part of her midriff stinging from scraping along the ground. Ignoring the pain, she jumped up, watching Ruby race towards the barn. The bay mare halted a few strides inside the barn, snorting, eyes rolling. She never had liked loud, sudden noises, and backfiring cars were the worst, and she’d only run to Emma because she was the first thing she saw the she associated with ‘safe’.
Ignoring the stinging sensation along her left side, she limped as fast as she could towards her horse, not running, knowing the action would only send her even further into panic mode.
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Muse The Dark Side of Love - Birds of Tokyo
Notes Ohlook, it's another post. But I cheated, I recycled it. xD
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Post by draseria on Nov 28, 2010 11:46:19 GMT -8
Bennet rested on a chair in the barn, silently listing the duties he had left to do today. He had already worked with Snapshot, but Song still needed to be groomed. He didn't think she needed training today, but a trail ride or something might do her some good before he let her out into the pastures for a couple of hours. The mare could use some time outside today anyway. She had seemed a little restless when he had passed her stall that morning.
His dogs Kiwi and Wolf sat on either side of him. The Corgi, Kiwi, sat on her haunches and glanced up at Ben from time to time expectantly. Ben knew that she wanted a treat or something, but she definitely wasn't getting one anytime soon. As for Wolf, the old husky/shepherd mix was being rather mild today. He laid on the ground, his head rested on his paws. Ben guessed that the dog was probably tired from running around his apartment that morning. Wolf could have a lot of energy when he wanted to.
Ben winced when he heard a car backfiring. Wolf lifted his head and barked once while Kiwi somehow managed to jump into Ben's lap. Ben shook the shock of the sound off and looked outside the barn to see if he could find the source of the sound, but all he saw was a mare running straight towards the barn. Wolf stood up and trotted into the tack room. Ben stood up, Kiwi held with one arm while his other arm and hand were reaching forward. He took one slow step, then another towards the mare as he said calm, quiet words. Soon he was standing before her.
"And where did you come from?" Ben said softly. "You didn't jump out of the pasture, did you?" She probably had, Ben guessed. A lot of the horses at Crossfire could if they were frightened enough. Now he just had to figure out who this mare belonged to. Ben leaned to the side a little to see Emmalee Pearson limping towards him. His eyebrows furrowed. What had happened to her?
"Are you okay?" Ben called in as even a voice he could. He didn't want to frighten the mare any more than she already was. Kiwi was perfectly still under his arm. She knew to behave around horses. Wolf was still hidden in the tack room.
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Post by emmaleepearson on Nov 29, 2010 2:08:53 GMT -8
 ( well, you treat me just like another stranger )Emma could see why Ruby had come to a halt once she got within a few feet of the door leading into the barn. A man was standing inside, a Corgi tucked underneath one arm, the other hand stretched out, soothing the frightened bay mare. She had seen him around before, but she couldn’t really remember his name...then again, she had always been terrible with names. Good thing someone had been there to stop her, she knew that Ruby would have kept going through the barn if there hadn’t been anything to stop her, usually once she got the idea in her head that something was big, scary and going to eat her, she didn’t calm down easily.
A look of confusion crossed her face when he asked if she was okay, what was wrong with...looking down, she wished she had chosen a top that was a little more durable than the blue and white striped scoop neck tee she had yanked out of her dresser that morning, not that she had expected to be throwing herself off fences that day. The sleeve had ripped, and there was a patchy graze up her arm, most of it was just scraped off skin, with some spots that were slowly beginning to bleed, it stung a little...so that was what she had felt before, she had fallen on a particular stretch near the drive that was mostly gravel, with patchy tufts of grass poking through, she hadn’t even thought about herself when Ruby had bolted.
“Yeah, nothing major, I’ll be fine,” she answered, keeping her own voice in the same low, even tone as Ben was using, making a wide circle around the Saddlebred so she was approaching her in the mare’s line of sight. Ruby was shivering slightly, obviously still a little worked up, slowly calming down, and she stepped towards Emma when she approached her, allowing her owner to reach up and take a hold of her halter, rubbing her neck with her free hand, ignoring the somewhat painful protests her arm was making when she moved it.
She sighed. “You really gotta stop doing that, Rubes, there’s no need to overreact,” she told the mare, temporarily forgetting Ben standing there as she continued to pet the mare, letting the action help calm her down. The only thing that reminded her was Ruby flicking her ears in the direction of the man, deciding that she wanted to investigate the stranger.
“Oh, wow, sorry. Thanks, for stopping her,” she said, turning her head to throw an apologetic smile at Ben, almost visibly snapping out of the reverie she had fallen into whilst getting Ruby settled.
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Muse Ignorance - Paramore
Notes Ehhh. That sucked.
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Post by draseria on Nov 29, 2010 12:59:00 GMT -8
"No problem," Ben replied as he took a few steps away from the mare to allow Emmalee her space. Wolf came padding out of the tack room again and sat beside Ben. Kiwi looked down at her much larger friend before she began to struggle to get out of Ben's arms. Ben placed her on the ground and stood back up, watching as Kiwi took her rightful place beside Wolf.
"Is she usually so easily frightened?" Ben decided to ask. He knew that any horse would have been frightened by such a loud and sudden sound, but not any horse would jump the paddock fence and rush towards the barn. Either that horse was high strung or she was just having an off day. Still, it wasn't bad to be curious, right? He knew that Snapshot probably would have tried to jump the fence, but that horse wasn't quite ready for the height yet. Song probably would have just jumped then tried to look for the source of the noise or something. That horse had some guts and a little too much curiosity. She was out in the pastures right now, probably grazing like absolutely nothing happened.
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Post by emmaleepearson on Nov 30, 2010 13:26:50 GMT -8
( well, you treat me just like another stranger ) Emma nodded. “Yeah, she is, unfortunately. She’s a naturally flighty horse, and loud noises just make it worse,” she answered, still rubbing Ruby’s neck in light circles. She had known that the mare had nervous issues when she had first bought her, but the extent of them hadn’t been clear until after she had transferred ownership. She definitely wasn’t as bad as she had been when she first got her; it was mainly events similar to these that set her off.
“I think she’s just going to need a paddock with higher fences from now on,” she said, half to herself, half to Ben. She hadn’t realised that Ruby would be able to jump them, then again, the fences at their old stable had been higher, so she hadn’t had anything to really judge it against. Tugging lightly on the halter, she pulled Ruby towards her stall, only one or two doors up, deciding that it would probably be better for her to stay in there for a while, at least. The mare obliged, following her and going in without a fuss, heading straight to her feed bin to search it for anything she might have missed from her last feed.
Not holding her horse anymore, Emma had a chance to thoroughly inspect the scrape on her arm, wincing slightly. At least it wasn’t broken.
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Muse Hand Grenade - Thousand Foot Krutch
Notes S'okay, my muse jumped out of the window on Monday. Work always does that to me xD
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Post by draseria on Nov 30, 2010 22:43:30 GMT -8
"Higher fences would probably help," Ben echoed as he watched Emmalee take hold of Ruby and lead her into her stall. Looking at that horse, Ben could tell that a much, much higher fence would be needed to keep her in a paddock, especially with the skittish nature he had seen so far in her. Kiwi and Wolf seemed to like her so far, though. They both remained at his side and watched girl and horse go back into the stall instead of padding back into the tack room or beginning to play with each other like they normally did when they got bored. It was that or they just were deciding to behave today. Either way, Ben had to admit that he was satisfied with their good behavior around the frightened mare. Even Kiwi had resisted her usual urge to run around the horse's legs and test her own skills at avoiding the hooves that could probably crush her. It was a rather annoying habit of hers that Ben fully intended on fixing one day.
Ben recovered himself from his thoughts when he noticed that Emmalee was inspecting her arm. He almost face-palmed right then and there. Of course! How could he be so stupid? Scrapes didn't just heal themselves. He had to do something or risk looking like some kind of inconsiderate idiot. "I can get some bandages and stuff if you want," Ben said as he walked up to Ruby's stall. "They're right in the tack room." Now nobody could say he didn't try. Kiwi trotted up to her owner as Wolf made his way back into the tack room. The little Corgi took a seat beside Ben again and looked up as if she expected a treat for being so well-behaved today.
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Post by emmaleepearson on Dec 3, 2010 16:28:09 GMT -8
( well, you treat me just like another stranger ) She had considered bringing Jack today, but had decided not to, at least not until she had gotten to know Crossfire a little better, but she sort of wished she had instead when she noticed Ben’s two dogs. Luckily, Ruby was perfectly fine around dogs, she was used to them, especially Jack and his bouncy, high energy nature, which was why she didn’t really react to the presence of the two strange dogs when she had entered the barn. You wouldn’t be able to tell that she had been a mess only a few moments earlier, the mare was now perfectly calm, eating away contentedly. Emma shook her head, the mare was unpredictable, that was for sure, but she adored her.
She lifted her head to look at Ben when he spoke again, asking her if she wanted him to get the first aid kit out of the tack room. “Sure, that would be great, thanks,” Emma replied, nodding. It was probably good that he had offered, she had neglected to find out exactly where the human first aid was located, though she had the horse side of things down pat already.
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Notes Blahh. BLAHH I SAY. That was, the crappiest post in my history of crappy posts. I'm sorry, my Emma muse pretty much flew out the window, I'm still half asleep and my brain isn't working. Will be better next time -.-
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