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Post by spirit on Oct 11, 2007 22:51:36 GMT -5
Cyrus:
I sunk back slightly. Of course Whiteley was doing her, "What stable are you from?", acting all superior.
"Hi! I'm Cyrus!" I said to the same girl Whitley was talking to, trying to prove that not all people at Berryhill were like her.
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Post by hotspot on Oct 12, 2007 17:46:41 GMT -5
Arin: "why, yes. do you ride here?" i asked innocently, immediately self-concious of my girly pink sweater and soiled, battered boots. this girl would have looked more at home on the cover of a fashion magazine than in the saddle of a horse. but the two other people, a boy and a girl, behind her looked like regular folks. i brezzed past Horseback riding Barbie and up to them. "Hi! I'm Arin Doherty, and i ride at Sterling Stables. you certainly have a...a...large stable." Owen: i saw whitley stalking towards me in those crazy boots of hers. apparently, she felt threatened in her role a queen bee. maybe she recognized Sidney...? i ignored her snarl as i ran off to find Milton. I found him straightening his tie in the gold-plated mirror in his office. "Mr. Berryhill?" i asked courteously. Milton: "ah, yes, what do you want, Mr. Lahey?" Owen told me that we had guests- and described them as i followed him out to the stable, where quite the congregation was milling. there were five horses, and the five corresponding riders that went with them. there was a frightened-looking girl with brown hair, another girl with blonde hair who seemed to be calming her horse, a girl with very bright red hair, and two people that i did recognise; One was sidney Mitchell. i was not a bit surprised that she was here... what champion would not want to ride for Berryhill stables? the next gave me quite a shock- Katherine Sterling, my archrival. i again straightened my tie and strode forward. with the five newcomers, Whitley, Cyrus, Cali, Owen, and myself, there were ten people. oh, and Trillium, who zipped out of the stable looking guilty. was that a currycomb in her hand?! well, i had other matters to attend to... "Hello, Everybody."
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Post by bluwings on Oct 12, 2007 21:03:45 GMT -5
Whitley: Owen returned with Mr. Berryhill, and I decided to light into him. "Whatever are you doing, bringing STERLING STABLES people to Berryhill? Please Explain Yourself!" I hissed in a harsh whisper.
Mary Anne: So, this was the infamous Milton Berryhill. He looked, in a word, severe. He and Katie seemed to be having a staring contest- as archrivals, I naturally doubt that they would be on the best terms, but I sensed grudging respect in Berryhill's eyes. A sudden clangign caught all of our attentions as a stall door banged open at the end of the row.
Timothy: After I finished brushing down Credentials, I paused in her stall to listen in on the conversations outside. My friend Owen seemed to be introducing new people- quite a few of them- Cyrus was showing a new girl around, Milton was, as usual, brooding, and Whitley was, as usual, being a brat. I eased out of the stall, then faced all the multitudes of people as the stall door banged shut. "Wow, are there like free dounts or something? This place looks like rush hour at the watering hole!" I shouted through the barn, conjuring up the first random analogy I could find.
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Post by spirit on Oct 12, 2007 21:15:06 GMT -5
Yuliya:
At the first shout, Black Jewel neighed wildly and starting clanging her feet on the hard floor, shaking her head, eyes rolling white like ivory.
"Whoa girl! It's okay..." But Black Jewel thought only of all the loud noises. She looked around desparartely for an escape, but finding none, she reared up.
"Jewel...jewel," I said nervously, then, my voice sinking into a whisper that only she could hear, I said the first nonsense words that came into my mind. "Mor mir!"
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Post by bluwings on Oct 12, 2007 21:28:31 GMT -5
Timothy: at the bang of the stall door, one of the new girl's horses reared up! "Whoa girl! It's okay..." she tried to calm her horse, but the horse kept starting around for an escape. In a couple of fluid steps, I snatched the lead rope so she wouldn't escape while her rider tried to re-assure her.
Mary Anne: Something scared Black Jewel! Yuliya's lips moved in something I couldn't make out, and the new guy who had just emerged took her lead rope. Thank goodness I hang out with real horse people! Jewel was already starting to calm down.
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Post by spirit on Oct 12, 2007 22:19:25 GMT -5
Yuliya:
I made lowering movements with my hand, that soothed Black Jewel down until she was just pacing softly. Finally, it was just the violet in her eyes, white disappearing.
"It's okay, Jewel, it's okay," I brushed her forelock out of her eyes and turned to the boy who had grabbed her lead rope.
"Thank you!"
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Post by countrygirl on Oct 13, 2007 11:44:52 GMT -5
Cali:
Everything was happening so quickly. I nodded at Mary Anne, "Yes, this is my horse, Mist of the Night. Or Mist." I explained. "My dad said I could keep her here as long as I can pay for everything." Mr. Berryhill came out and greeted us all. I nodded towards him as Whitley came out. Wow. A lot of people where here and I felt kind of like the outsider. Cyrus seemed to shrink back from everyone, and I couldn't blame him.
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Post by hotspot on Oct 13, 2007 14:55:52 GMT -5
Milton: "NOW then." i said, clearing my throat once the commotion had subsided. "Theo, good job with the horse. What brings you, Miss Sterling, to Berryhill Stables? somthing quite dire, i'm sure." Katie: i gave Milton a superior smile. he is always tryong to outdo me in just about everything, but i could tell he was shocked at our coming. "It's a long story." i said. "in short, five of us were out riding when Owen here, um, bumped into us. we got to talking, and he decided that he wanted a horse of his own. Sidney, here," i motioned to Sidney, who was looking at the rows of stalls, "would like to purchase one of your thoroughbreds, and Yuliya, Arin, and Mary Anne wanted to come too. if i see somthing i like, i might just buy, as well." Milton: "Very well, come along." i said, snapping my fingers in their general direction. i also motioned for Whitley, who was tugging fitfully at Owne's sleeve, Owen himself, (not like he had a choice) Cyrus, who was shrinking away from the action, and Cali, who was talking to one of the Sterling Girls, to come too. Theo was engaged in conversation with another girl, and Trillium was nowhere to be seen. we stopped, all eleven of us, in front of the ten stalls devoted to horses for sale. "while i find the papers to these, feel free to look around."
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Post by countrygirl on Oct 13, 2007 17:09:59 GMT -5
Cali:
I closed Mist's door so we could all follow Mr. Berryhill as he motioned for all of to follow. She nickered, not wanting to be left alone. I smiled a little and patted her nose over the half-door.
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Post by spirit on Oct 13, 2007 19:01:19 GMT -5
Yuliya:
Still holding Black Jewel, my eyes darted excitedly around the stalls that held horses for sale. Black Jewel was enough for me, and I definately couldn't afford another horse, but I could always dream and imagine. Through the corner of my eye I saw a little grey colt darting out of his stall and into a connecting pasture. I could almost feel Black Jewel's longing to run and go out into the pasture also.
"Very soon, Jewel, very soon," I whispered.
OOC: Remember, Stormchaser is for sale at Berryhill!
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Post by hotspot on Oct 13, 2007 22:13:47 GMT -5
Milton: i returned from my office with the large sheaf of papers. "ah, you like Stormchaser?" i asked the blonde girl with the flighty horse. "we also have nine others for sale..." i showed them... Ruler's Rum, a lanky, flighty colt Ballinasloe Ballerina, a promising mare of Irish stock Soliloquy, a pretty dressage-trained mare Roll the Dice, a well-trained paint jumper and Foxgloves, a very spirited trail horse then, i noticed Sidney Bristow, looking at s horse in another stall. i walked up behind her, without looking at which horse it was, and cleared my throat. "interested in this horse..."
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Post by spirit on Oct 13, 2007 22:19:05 GMT -5
Yuliya:
My eyes darted back to the very intimidating man, a bit flustered.
"Well I...I can't buy him, but he's very cute...with a great name..." I looked once more at the cute little thing.
"What breed is he?"
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Post by hotspot on Oct 13, 2007 22:22:33 GMT -5
Milton: i returned my gaze to the blonde girl. "a bit of an imp, this one. he's a mustang, but they tell me he has speed." i said, rather surprised she wasn't looking at some of the purebreds.
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Post by spirit on Oct 13, 2007 22:26:39 GMT -5
Yuliya:
A big grin came to myself. Of course the spunky little thing was a mustang!
"I've noticed that the imps are the ones with personalities," I laughed over the edge of Stormchaser's stall. I also liked Soliloquy, even though I wasn't a dressage person. Of course I knew that Black Jewel outshone them all.
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Post by hotspot on Oct 13, 2007 22:37:54 GMT -5
Milton: "we're trying to find Stormchaser a good home, soon." i explained. "and hos price is quite, er, reduced in comparison to our other stock, because of his lack of bloodlines."
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