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Post by Ostrich on Feb 26, 2017 1:43:43 GMT -5
She had merely gotten the man's name, but she hadn't let it end that simply. No, the interwebs were a wonderful thing and not just good for searching up recipes. When she had typed his name in, she found that he was the operator of the western stable. It both scared her and excited her a little, thinking of going to the stables where she had never been before, since she had never been around horses. She wasn't sure if she should be afraid or excited...she didn't know much about horses, and didn't pretend to. But, she knew that they liked carrots and apples, so she had packed two of each to be safe...She might need a peace offering after all.
She had made her favorite pasta salad, made her favorite dish of meatloaf, and brought some sandwich bread to make it out of. As well, as of course, some homemade banana nut bread and some shortbread cookies. And of course, tea. Tea fixed everything, tea thanked everyone. It was really no trouble, but she wanted to thank the man for helping her through her strange nightmare. With the picnic basket draped over her arm, she made her way toward the large structure of the barn, surely he was milling about somewhere, right, or someone had seen him?
"Hello?"
She called, not actually walking into the barn-not sure what to do around the horses.
"Has anyone seen...ah...Preston?"
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Post by RileyCasper on Apr 2, 2017 14:40:49 GMT -5
After the events on church street, he missed seeing the girl, wanting to see her again. He himself hadn't had the time to sit down and look her up, call her on the phone, he'd been abnormally busy with work. His hand patted Once Around's neck. The buckskin gelding nickering in response. At the exact same time, Preston heard the voice he had on church street. She sounded scared, much like she did that night. "Down here." He said, poking his head out into the aisle. "Come on down." He said with a chuckle, finishing filling Once Around's waterer, and slipping back out of the gelding's stall. The gelding, curious at what was going on outside his stall, stuck his head out and over Preston's shoulder, looking toward the girl.
Preston patted the gelding's muzzle and began walking toward the girl. While walking down the aisle, he kicked a brush that some student had left out, and forgotten to the side and continued walking. "How are you Luci?" He smiled reaching the end of the aisle, and standing in front of her. He had already forgotten how much taller he was than her.
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Post by Ostrich on Apr 3, 2017 18:04:30 GMT -5
She shifted from foot to foot as she waited for a response, listening to it echo down the hallway. She gulped, wondering if maybe she should just go. Just as she did though, she saw a head poking out from one of the stalls at the back of the barn. She wasn't sure who it was, but when he spoke she was. The man from church street. She smiled weakly and hesitated to follow his directions of coming on down, and stepped into the barn timidly but did not walk down the aisleway just yet, seeing as he was now walking toward her. She instead just waved to him, and held up the picnic basket.
As he came closer, she smiled a little wider. Now that there was not any fear in her mind that clouded her vision, she could see him for what he was. While he was a bit older than her perhaps, he had a very kind face, and even kinder eyes. And he was quite a bit taller than her, that she hadn't quite been paying attention to when they had met earlier. She blushed as he remembered her name.
"I have been well, Preston. Thank you."
She held up the basket to him.
"Do you have a minute? I made some lunch to thank you for...helping me that night."
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Post by RileyCasper on May 4, 2017 18:34:18 GMT -5
As he approched her, with her holding up the basket he couldn't help but smile. "Always have time for lunch." He chuckled, "Once Around was my last to care for." The noises of the barn almost drowned his voice out. "If you want, I know a nice spot off a trail that might be a fun place to have a picnic." He reach out with his hand and curled it gently around hers.
"Ever rode a horse before?" He asked, blue eyes shining brightly in the dim barn light.
Curious about what was going on in the barn, the fluffy collie trotted over from the driveway. She stuffed her nose into Luci's side, before bumping it against the basket. "Haha, Looks like Lady would like to join us too."
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Post by Ostrich on May 6, 2017 11:43:07 GMT -5
She smiled back to him when he smiled to her, giggling slightly at his comment about always having time for lunch. That was her philosophy too; always time for a home cooked meal. She stepped closer to make sure she caught all of his words, her eyes widening slightly at his comment about the trail. Before she could really ask, or calm herself into thinking he probably meant walking, a blush filled her cheeks as he slipped his hand into hers. Why did he have to be so gentle and...wonderful? She glanced to his hand, running her thumb over it a moment before he asked about the horse. At this, her eyes grew a little wide, and she slipped her hand away from his. She was ashamed to admit her timidity about the horses, not sure if he would take kindly to it. They were just so big.
Luckily, the collie came to her rescue, and she looked down to it with a smile and offered her hand to smell before patting the collie on the head. She was fine with dogs. Taking a breath, she looked up to Preston again.
"I...I rode a few times when I was a kid..."
Her voice trailed off, looking to him, searching his eyes before letting out a sigh and deciding it was best to just be fully honest with him.
"It was scary."
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Post by RileyCasper on Jul 24, 2018 21:59:37 GMT -5
His fingers held hers tightly, and urged her along with him. He turned to face her when they were in front of Once Around's stall. The buckskin gelding leaned over his stall and dipped his head down, sensing her fear and placed his nose toward her basket. Preston smiled, "He likes you, Once Around is the best beginner horse we have, the gentlest one here." He took the outside of her hand and moved it to the geldings head, and she tried to place it softly on the horse's head, Once Around not moving to help calm her. Lady bumped her side, the collie trying to comfort Luci to help her with the horse. Preston remained calm, he wanted her to enjoy his world with him, wanting her to feel safe with him. He didn't remove his hand from hers, but kept it in his. Ostrich |
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Post by Ostrich on Aug 11, 2018 17:43:44 GMT -5
She gulped, trying to plant her feet in the gravel outside the barn, but Preston was persistent. She tried to pull her hand away, but fear of the past kept her from really pulling away even though they were entering a darker room; the dimlight of the barn. She was afraid to even peer into the stall, worrying that once more she would find some horror story from the man who had seemed nice to her. Drawing in a deep breath she relaxed as the horse butted its head over the stall, but it was evident by her face going pale that she had no intention of riding today.
"I-I'm sorry, I just remembered I left the stove on in the school kitchen."
She pulled her hand away, shoving the food toward him.
"I hope you enjoy it! I enjoyed making it for you, perhaps some other time."
She knew she shouldn't run in the barn, but she really didn't care. She ran from the barn and got into her car, her hands still shaking slightly from the experience. Whether or not she could remember what had happened with her and the horse that was causing her deep seated fear was another story, but she did not feel that right now was the time to be going on dark trails with a stranger she barely knew. Fear gripped her mortal soul, and she turned the key in the ignition-driving back toward the school. She would never have her hand forced into something she didn't want to do ever again.
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Post by RileyCasper on Aug 22, 2018 21:20:58 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","rdwne"] [attr="class","rdwnetop"] [attr="class","rdwnetoplyric"] I'LL BREAK YOUR HALO[break] +
I'M THE ONLY HOPE YOU'VE GOT TO SEE THE LIGHT [attr="class","rdwnetop1"] [attr="class","rdwnetop2"] [attr="class","rdwnetop3"] [attr="class","rdwnepost"]
Preston was pulled back in shock when she shoved the basket to him and turned tail and ran. He wanted to follow her, but he couldn't bring his feet to move to follow her. "Luci!" He called after her, brows knitting together. His legs still wouldn't move. The basket was placed on the ground beside him and then he bolted after her. His heart sank as he heard her car start. There was no car nearby for him to grab but he insisted on catching her. Chasing after love so to speak.
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Looking around Preston's eyes caught a stable hand with Armageddon, that stallion was perfect. He explained to the stable hand he needed the stallion, before he mounted bareback and broke off at a fast gallop after Luci. "Luci!" He called after he again, unsure if he could catch her in time before she left the driveway. They were about midway up the driveway before Preston caught up with her, Army panting beneath him. "Luci, I'm sorry. Please stop."
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Post by Ostrich on Sept 9, 2018 21:46:48 GMT -5
As she heard the sounds of the hoofbeats, she tried to speed up. Her tires skid on the gravel though, forcing her to slam on the brakes when Preston appeared beside her on a horse. She didn’t look at him or the horse for a moment, just trying to take a few deep breaths. Part of her wanted to speed off and go hide in her kitchen, toiling away, but that wouldn’t do any good if he stepped in front of the car with the horse. She didn’t want to hurt either of them, she just didn’t want to be on the back of one. Letting loose a final deep breath, she looked up to Preston towering over her.
“If you insist, I can stay a little longer...I did not intend to do anything more than drop the food by. I...”
Her voice trailed off. Should she lie and say she didn’t have time for the trail ride, or tell him the truth? She looked down at the steering wheel, feeling foolish for what she was about to say.
“I’m not up for riding today, I am not in a state of mind to face my fears of it.”
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Post by RileyCasper on Sept 10, 2018 5:17:07 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","rdwne"] [attr="class","rdwnetop"] [attr="class","rdwnetoplyric"] I'LL BREAK YOUR HALO[break] +
I'M THE ONLY HOPE YOU'VE GOT TO SEE THE LIGHT [attr="class","rdwnetop1"] [attr="class","rdwnetop2"] [attr="class","rdwnetop3"] [attr="class","rdwnepost"]
As the car rolled to a stop, Preston pulled Army to a stop as well, he got down from Army, pulling the stallion's reins over his head and holding him away from the car. He leaned on the window, his face close to hers. "It would make me the happiest man in the world." He whispered to her as she said she could stay, his lips turning to a smile. He could sense her nervousness when she spoke but he took his free hand and placed it on hers on the wheel. "It was my fault, I tried forcing you into it. If you don't feel comfortable with something, let me know." His voice was gentle, caring. He stroked his thumb over her pinky finger, trying to get her to calm down. "Lets go eat, we can eat in the lounge if you don't feel up for being near the horses." He said, still not letting go of her hand.
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Post by Ostrich on Sept 27, 2018 17:41:41 GMT -5
She bit her lip and smiled heavily. The guy was laying it on thick, but maybe he was just being sweet. It was, nice, at least. He didn't actual say the words 'I'm sorry' but he mostly said them. She didn't move her hand as he laid his there, just sort of stared at it a moment before deciding to pull her hand away when he started caressing her.
"Take your hand off of me, farm boy."
She said it a bit harshly, surprising even herself as the city slums girl slipped out of her a minute, and she looked to him slightly apologetically as she pulled her hand away.
"Sorry, I meant that to sound slightly more playful.I-I'm weird about touch."
He still held the horse rather close, and she looked at it a moment, sighing a little as she threw the car in reverse; not even really waiting for him to move before she parked the car again. She was nervous about this whole thing but it didn't hurt to be receptive and nice periodically. She had made lunch but he wanted to spend time with her; would it hurt to have someone she can rely on, even if he was a little creepy??? Then again, so was the Doctor; secretive and dismissive, and then she found out why. She rolled her window up and parked the car, stepping out. She thought to what he said. The lounge. That could be anywhere, and she did not feel like finding out something else.
"What's wrong with right here? I feel like the view is beautiful. Plus maybe it'll help me commune with the horses and get over them?"
She gave him a smile, but it did not quite reach her eyes; there was a fire in them though.
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Post by RileyCasper on Oct 12, 2018 21:53:03 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","rdwne"] [attr="class","rdwnetop"] [attr="class","rdwnetoplyric"] I'LL BREAK YOUR HALO[break] +
I'M THE ONLY HOPE YOU'VE GOT TO SEE THE LIGHT [attr="class","rdwnetop1"] [attr="class","rdwnetop2"] [attr="class","rdwnetop3"] [attr="class","rdwnepost"]
Preston's fingers ran across her hand, but as she spoke he flinched. Harsh words. He blinked for a moment just staring at her, his expression cross. "Farm boy." He repeated. he hadn't heard that one since he was a kid. Although at her words again, his expression softened, and returned to a more loving feature.[break][break]
His offer about the lounge was more out of caring for her, rather than hitting on her, but he tilted his head at her comment about right there. "Sure. Just give me a moment. I'll retrieve the basket and have a stable hand put Army away." He said, turning toward the stable. The basket lay exactly where he left it and he handed Army off to one of the stable hands. He returned not even moments later and offered his arm to her to lead her toward the grass where they could sit comfortably instead of on the hard gravel.
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