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"Oh okay" Jeremiah said w a soft smile, he walked back to the round pen leading his stallion to the tack area. Jeremiah saddled the youngster with racing equipment, polo wraps, race mask, bridle and saddle. He decided to have a green jockey hop on the stallion as the youngster walked w pride towards the track. His gate smooth and confident they approached the gates. The stallion didn't yet have a name yet as Jeremiah was waiting to see what he could do first. As the stallion was walked into the gate, his eyes big full of excitement yet caution as he has never been inside the box. He rested his hindquarters onto the back of the gate, his ears resting back as he listened to the jockey. The gates crashed opened, the youngster flinched but didn't leap out, the jockey urged him forward giving him the okay to bolt forward. The stallion dug his back legs into the dirt, leaping out of the box with great power. The stallions nose flared as each stride became bigger than the last. As the youngster became faster the inexperienced jockey began to lose his balance.
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Siana stood there for a minute more. Way to go, idiot. That guy was trying to be friendly, and you went ahead and practically told him to back off. She started to gather her things off of the bench, getting everything organized. When I'm done here, I defenetly need to apologize. Siana started walking to the main office. "Well, let's figure out who the heck I need to interview today. I swear if it's another 'rich kid bought their spot' situation, I'm going to scream..." (Hey, I am soooooo sorry I haven't been active. I lost access to the game a while ago, [I wasn't banned or anything, I promise!] and by the time I got back to it, I didn't remember who I was in debt to, or who I was RPing with. If you are done/ moved on, that makes total sense. Just let me know. Again, I am so sorry.)
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