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Post by Rebecca on Jan 31, 2008 14:09:10 GMT -5
*Seeing the stallion Rudolf had ridden standing quietly in his stall but no sign of her friend, Rebecca slipped into the stall with a currying brush and began brushing the stallion's coal black coat. She sniffled for a moment, then her tears began again, and she let them fall as she was alone, pressing her face against the stallion's warm flesh and wrapping her arms about his massive neck. The horse seemed to understand, and nosed her gently in the hip, smelling the sugar cubes in her pocket.
She broke into a laugh and hiccuped, drawing back to reach into her pocket and feed him a lump of sugar.*
"It seems there is a price to pay for every friend I have," *she said quietly to herself.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 10:52:32 GMT -5
****************NEW DAY.**********************8
*Philippe entered the stables, whistling to himself. He nodded to the groom and went to check on the stallion. He took out a suger lump and gave it to the horse. The horse nudged him with his head,*
"Not now my friend, perhaps later."
*He turned to the groom.*
"Could you send a message to my wife please, tell her that I am going out for a ride if she wishes to join me."
*The groom bowed and left.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 10:57:11 GMT -5
*Becca soon found her way to the stables in a pair of black breeches, plain white shirt, tall riding boots and a long, dark gray coat, her wet hair bound into a braid out of the way, still curling wildly despite the ferocious brushing she'd given it. She got her saddle from the tack room and went to find Philippe with the stallion.*
"We're going riding?" *she asked excitedly.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 10:58:45 GMT -5
*Philippe nodded.*
"If you wish to."
*He smiled.*
"You will have to forsake the stallion I am afraid."
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 11:14:45 GMT -5
*Becca shrugged.*
"It's not a problem." *She went to the gelding's stall and began to saddle him, putting on the blanket first and then hefting the heavy saddle onto its back with ease before she turned to buckling the straps and fitting the bridle in her horse's teeth. She talked soft nonsense to the horse as she worked, patting him under his mane.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 13:38:53 GMT -5
*Philippe waved for a groom to do the same to his horse and turned to watch her, a slight smile on his face.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 16:29:49 GMT -5
"Who's a good boy? And who am I taking out for a ri--" *she caught Philippe smiling at her and fell silent, blushing.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 16:44:48 GMT -5
"You seems to have won over my entire household including the horses."
*Philippe led his horse out of the stables before continuing.*
"I am glad."
*He mounted his horse and began to trot out of the drive.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 17:10:39 GMT -5
((...I what?))
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 17:16:35 GMT -5
((Don't worry I edited))
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 17:20:46 GMT -5
*Becca swung herself into the saddle with ease and followed him out.*
"Where are we going?"
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 17:25:07 GMT -5
"To explore the Estate, as Mistress you should discover it's resources."
*Philippe glanced up at the gathering clouds but shook his head. He dug his heels into the horse and it galloped off.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 17:28:51 GMT -5
*Becca followed closely, peering about the landscape with newly opened eyes, it seemed. Truly, Philippe still controlled all of it by law...but her word was second only to his in power.*
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Post by Philippe on Feb 4, 2008 17:34:30 GMT -5
*Philippe was impressed at her skill with the horse. He had not expected less really. He continued through the Estate, slowly occasional to show something of interest or talk to a tenant.*
"Ah, I think it is going to rain."
*He looked up at the sky as the first drops began to fall.*
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Post by Rebecca on Feb 4, 2008 17:35:57 GMT -5
"Is there a shelter, or a cottage nearby?" *asked Becca.*
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