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Arden

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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:20 pm Post subject: |
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| Rebecca smiled crookedly and leaned a shoulder against the support post. "Nope. My sire's from here. My dame passed on recently. I'm from a place o' wide, open plains, tall snow topped mountains, and endless skies." |
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 7:19 am Post subject: |
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"Sounds nice enough... The place I mean," Morgenstern said. "How are you doing this? I will have to tell my master of your peculiar... language faculties. And if you think you can get information about him through me..." He let the threat trail off. _________________ AmberCon Arizona Webpage
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Arden

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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 1:37 pm Post subject: |
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Rebecca looked genuinely surprised to hear Julian referred to as Master. None of the Lone Pine horses did that. They were Companions, not subjugated and enslaved. If someone had even suggested Demon call her Mistress, the horse would have laughed at them. Her eyes went to the nameplate again, lingering a moment before returning to Morgenstern.
"I ain't here to spy on Julian," she frowned at the horse's suspicions. "If'n I want ta talk ta him, I'll talk ta him."
"This-," she pointed between herself and Morgenstern. "-is a gift. It ain't all that rare where I come from. My Dame could do it. Got several folks on the ranch I grew up can do the same." |
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 5:18 pm Post subject: |
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"Interesting. You didn't seem the mystic type but I assumed it was a charm of some sort. Where's your friend?" Morgenstern swayed his large head from side to side and looked into other stalls around him. _________________ AmberCon Arizona Webpage
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Arden

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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 7:26 pm Post subject: |
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She looked too. That's just how it works. "Oh. Demon?" She smiled. "Findin' him was the closest I come to mystic. He's out at pasture a'ready. Jest as well; he's sure ta give me an earful 'bout how we got here last yesterday. First Trump trip. Had ta placate him with a bucket o' beer."
She reached in her pocket and unwrapped a candy stick. "Peppermint?" |
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Arden

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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 3:50 pm Post subject: |
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Rebecca snorted a laugh, her eyes dancing with amusement. "I ain't a stranger. We've introduced ourselves proper." She broke off one end of the stick and popped it into her mouth. She crunched it between her teeth. "Ain't nothin' but peppermint. Speaker's Honor."
She stepped forward and offered the rest of the stick to him. "I got butterscotch, an' cherry if'n ya'd rather have one o' those." |
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:03 am Post subject: |
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Morgenstern regarded her for a little while before stepping his dinner plate sized hoof forward and leaning his head to grab the peppermint out of Rebecca's hand.
"Not bad," he said as he masticated the stick loudly. "Not bad at all." Morgenstern snorted loudly, sniffing air in and out to smell Rebecca now that she was so close to him. _________________ AmberCon Arizona Webpage
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Arden

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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:17 am Post subject: |
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She grinned and left her hand out for him to scent on. There was always the faint scent of leather around Rebecca because she never went anywhere without her boots, belt and whip. But she also smelled of clean mountain air (thanks to the soap Eric had thoughtfully provided), and the crisp scent of cotton. She didn't smell like a horse, but she definitely gave off the aural impression that she belonged among them. It was part of being a Horse Speaker.
"Only tha best fer my friends." She reached her other hand towards the side of his neck, but stops before getting too close. "May I?" |
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 7:28 pm Post subject: |
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She stepped up on the rail at the bottom of the stall door so she could reach further. Rebecca stroked soothingly along the side of his neck, feeling the texture of his hide and the play of muscles under her hand. She paused to flip over a part of mane that was laying out of place.
"Yer a right handsome fella," she observed lowly. And he was - despite those red eyes. "Demon might be jealous, 'cept I'm fair certain his ego'll prevent it." |
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:06 pm Post subject: |
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Morgenstern leans into her strokes. After a little while, he straightens up and Rebecca can hear someone entering the stables.
Julian is wearing his full armor minus the helmet which he holds in his left hand. He looks at Rebecca then Morgenstern as he approaches. _________________ AmberCon Arizona Webpage
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:33 pm Post subject: |
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Rebecca gave the great beast a final pat before stepping back off the rail. She pivoted on one foot to face Julian. "Mornin'", she greeted him all friendly like with a cheerful smile. She would have tipped her hat but it was currently hanging between her shoulder blades. "Right handsome fella ya got here. Reckon ya know that already though."
She cocked her head to one side. "I don' think we were introduced proper last night. M'name's Rebecca." |
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:54 pm Post subject: |
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Julian's eyes narrow as he strides forward, his armor clanking very minimally considering the sort of armor this is. A smile appears on his face and he studies Rebecca carefully. His features are sharper than most of his brothers', but in an attractive, almost vainly defiant way.
"Please to meet you properly, then. I am Julian, I'm sure you've heard enough about me," he answers, putting his helmet onto the post and leaving his hand up there, looking at her.
Morgenstern does something funny then: he actually seems to be bowing his massive head low, his eyes shifting from Julian to Rebecca.
"Where is your mount? I've already heard impressive tales about... Beast, was it?" _________________ AmberCon Arizona Webpage
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:17 am Post subject: |
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"Please to meet you properly, then. I am Julian, I'm sure you've heard enough about me," he answers, putting his helmet onto the post and leaving his hand up there, looking at her. |
"Not really," she replied with a Mona Lisa smile. Rebecca leaned against the post once more, one fisted hand on her hip. She let her eyes rake over from boots back to his face slowly. "Not nearly 'nough."
| Quote: | | Morgenstern does something funny then: he actually seems to be bowing his massive head low, his eyes shifting from Julian to Rebecca. |
Rebecca watched the gray from the periphery. What in the hell was he doing? Actin' like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
| Quote: | | "Where is your mount? I've already heard impressive tales about... Beast, was it?" |
She smirked. "Demon. Name's right appropriate too. He's out ta pasture soon as tha sun's up. He's not one much fer bein' shut in. No matter how fancy tha box. Kinda like me. Don' really feel up ta his bitchin' this mornin' either. Gave me an earful last night as it was." |
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