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Liberty Norris ✴ Female ✴ 1st Year | 15 ✴ CR: Ryker {eventually} ✴ Golden Dahlia ✴ M: Estelle | Ryker - Liberty was very confused inside. She didn't know why she was talking so much. If it was a girl, that's might make a little sense. But this boy? What was wrong with her? She came back to the present when Ryker said the word "fireworks". Uh oh, I didn't hear what he said! What should I do?! Reply something that might or might not make sense? Just leave? Agh! Liberty finally settled on sitting there stupidly without saying anything. Until finally, "That's cool. I'm glad you like... horses. Cuz I do too..." Great. Now she was speaking nonsense. Liberty slapped her forehead, shaking her head. Why was she so horrible at talking?
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Ryker Rivera [] Male [] 16 [] CR: Liberty (Eventually) [] Dashing to Freedom [] M: Liberty - Ryker paused his rambling, wincing as he wondered why he had become so open. It just meant people were going to judge him. Everyone did. His brain quickly wandered off into worry land, especially when Liberty didn't respond. Did she think he was crazy? Well, he was. That wasn't the point. Did she think he was stupid? Or what was he doing wrong? Should he have not talked about his record? Was that boasting? Honestly, he didn't know how to talk to people- especially girls. They were so much easier offended than boys. As she finally spoke he resisted the urge to wince again- she hadn't heard a word he said. He didn't respond until she whacked her forehead, which in this case he decided he'd save them both a trip to embarrassment land. "We-ll I'm sorry for holding you for so long, I'd better rinse my dish and get out to the horses. Nice talking to you." Ryker stated before standing and grabbing his dishes, walking over to the garbage can to scrape off any extra food then putting the stuff in the window. After that he slipped into the shadows, stuffing his hands in his pockets and Hunching his shoulders a little as he walked down the long halls to outside. Yikes. |
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Liberty Norris ✴ Female ✴ 1st Year | 15 ✴ CR: Ryker {eventually} ✴ Golden Dahlia ✴ M: Estelle | Ryker - Liberty cringed when Ryker said he was leaving. The, quietly, she said, "Yeah... I should too." She should have expected him to leave. She was so horrible at talking that it was one of the things every single person she talked to did. They all left. Liana did... Ella did... the Rinagle twins did.... And now Ryker too. Liberty sighed. She didn't really know what to think. So she just sat there for about 4 minutes feeling sorry for herself and Ryker until she realized she could be doing something a lot better than moping and eating radish soup. Liberty stood up and cleaned the contents her bowl into the trash can, then trudged out of the mess hall and into sunshine. The sun hit her eyes, and she had to squint for a little while before her eyes adjusted. She headed for the barn to spend some quality time with Dahlia. |
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Ryker Rivera [] Male [] 16 [] Dashing to Freedom [] CR: Liberty (Someday) [] M: Liberty - Ryker hung his head slightly as he walked out. He didn't mean to be rude, and now that he looked back on it he realized he probably was being rude. He just didn't want to keep her there if she didn't want to be there.. but as he exited the building and glanced through the window, he saw how .. maybe not sad, but definitely not happy she looked. He sighed in shame, knowing he should've just stayed. He was so HORRIBLE at talking to people. Worse than probably anyone else in the world. +No wonder you don't have any friends. Idiot+ he thought, kicking the ground with a slight burst of anger before heading into the barn, where the concrete floors would prevent him from pacing a hole to China. He entered Dash's stall and leaned up against the stallion with a groan. "If I could stop wimping out and figure out how to talk to somehow for five minutes without offending them, maybe I'd have a couple more people that want to be near me." He mumbled to himself, sliding down in the shavings and leaning up against the stall. |
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(Now this is just depressing. These poor people! Let's see if I can cheer things up...) - Liberty Norris ✴ Female ✴ 1st Year | 15 ✴ CR: Ryker {eventually} ✴ Golden Dahlia ✴ M: Estelle | Ryker - Liberty knew she shouldn't have let her mind wander. She should have been a good listener and paid attention! But now it was too late and they would probably never speak again. Liberty came up to the barn so deep in thought that she ran into the side of the building, smacking her face against the painted wood. "Ow!!" Liberty rubbed her face, trying to rub away the pain. After she could see clearly, Liberty walked into the barn. She passed Dash's stall and, without meaning to, glanced inside as she walked past. I might have thought too soon earlier, Liberty thought as she saw Ryker inside leaning againt his horse. She ducked out of sight, hoping he hadn't see her and thought she was spying, before heading across the aisle to Dahlia's stall. There she was, standing calmly. She looked like she was about to fall asleep. Liberty slid the door open and slipped inside. She rubbed her mare's face while saying, "I wish I could be as calm as you are, girl. You're just... So oblivious. It's like you have no worries in the world!" Dahlia nuzzled Liberty's face as if to make her feel better. Liberty felt a tear roll down her cheek. She didn't deserve a friend like this. What had she done to get such a good horse? Great, now I'm crying with my horse. A small step of sadness, a giant leap of humiliation. - (Okay, looks like I didn't lighten things up. It's up to you now!) |
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(XD you're right you kinda failed to lighten things up. *cracks fingers* watch me work my magic!) +++ Ryker Rivera [] M [] 16 [] CR: Liberty (Soon) [] Dashing to Freedom [] M: Liberty - Ryker sat there for a while until he heard a soft thump then an exclamation of pain. He tilted his head, glimpsing Liberty walking past. Was she okay? Well, she didn't look injured. +Why do you even care? You wrecked that could've-been friendship+ he thought, hearing a stall door open then starting to hear soft sobs. +No. Don't do it. Don't you dare move+ he thought at the exact same time as he stood and silently opening his own stall door, walking, slowly, over to Liberty's stall. "Hey.. uh.. are you okay? Sorry to catch you at a bad time. And.. sorry for leaving earlier, in the dining hall. It wasn't you at all.. I just really really suck at talking to people. Everything I say seems to hurt and I can't figure out how to fix myself. Oof, sorry, enough about my sob story, back to the question are you okay?" He asked, soight nervousness showing in his voice. He wanted to help.. he just didn't know how. |
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(Wow, yeah, you're way better at that then I am XD) - Liberty Norris ✴ Female ✴ 1st Year | 15 ✴ CR: Ryker {eventually} ✴ Golden Dahlia ✴ M: Estelle | Ryker - Liberty tried to choke down her tears, but they wouldn't stop. Oh, why am I like this? Why can't I just be normal like everyone else? she thought, burying her face in Dahlia's mane. Liberty heard a stall door open, then footsteps coming her way. Oh no oh no. I bet it's some random person I don't know who's gonna ask me why I'm crying, adn then I won't answer and then they'll think I'm weird, and then I'll never have any friends. Not like I ever had any. Liberty was pulled away from her sad thoughts at the sound of Ryker's voice. He might be worse then a random person. But at least he was talking to her. Liberty listened (actually listened!) to what Ryker said, then un-buried her head and turned to face him. He didn't look angry. So maybe they could be friends again. "I... Um... I didn't mean to not listen to you. I just kinda... Got lost in my own world. I'm sorry." Liberty swallowed the knot in her throat and continued. "I'm fine. I just banged my head on the way in." Liberty was now stuck. She could either stand up and say something and they could be friends again, or stay in Dahlia's stall and not taking the risk of having a friend. Liberty thought for half a second, then walked over to the stall door and opened it. |
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Ryker Rivera [] M [] 16 [] CR: Liberty (Somedaaayy over the rainbow) [] Dashing to Freedom [] M: Liberty - Ryker tilted his head slightly, seeming a little anxious, concerned, and worried, all the emotions swirling in his deep blue (? I THINK) eyes. He listened to what she was saying, shaking his head slightly. "Even I get bored of listening to myself. No need to apologize for that." He said first, his easygoing nature shining through. So THAT was the thump he heard. Since he could tell she wasn't seriously injured, he was about to turn and walk away when she stood and came out, so he decided to not move until he thought up something semi-intelligent and helpful to say. Since he could sort of tell she was more reclusive and didn't like talking, he guessed that meant she didn't think she was very good at it, so he took a shot in the dark and attempted to make a joke. "At least you can talk to someone without having them fall asleep.. you couldn't believe how many people dropped off when I had to give a speech in my class, I think around 4th grade. And on photosynthesis too." He joked slightly, before adding, "I know I'm definitely hard to talk to sometimes but I'm hoping you won't get too bored if I hang around a little longer?" Ryker inquired quietly, his voice somehow tentative and confident. |
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Liberty Norris ✴ Female ✴ 1st Year | 15 ✴ CR: Ryker {in the near future} ✴ Golden Dahlia ✴ M: Estelle | Ryker - The silence then was horrible.Liberty was beyond relieved when Ryker broke it. It had been very hard to restrain herself from saying something, but she knew it was Ryker's turn. What he had to say was incouraging. At the part about photosynthesis and 4th grade, Liberty cracked a small smile. Those were the good old days when she didn't have to worry about friends or popularity etc., etc.. She wished she could go back. But then, she thought, I wouldn't have Dahlia. I'd still be in the orphanage and I wouldn't have my aunt. I guess I don't want to go back after all. Liberty thought over an answer to Ryker's words. Then she said, "Well, nobody wouuld've been there to fall asleep! I was kind of the person who sat alone at the lunch table in 4th grade." Then, "You're not hard to talk to. You're like, the easiest person to talk to I've ever met! Excepting my aunt, obviously. And of course I don't mind it you stay! Horses are good company, but they get a little... Well, sometimes they're too quiet. You know, they don't really respond to your stories of grief and sadness." Liberty said, throwing in a little joke. |
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Ryker Rivera [] M [] 16 [] CR: Liberty (someday) [] Dashing to Freedom [] M: Liberty - Ryker was quite glad when Liberty did crack a small smile.. score. He didn't want to say something wrong, but he also couldn't say anything at all. He had never been popular and he never had any friends so it didn't really matter that he never talked to anyone... but as he grew older it got harder. He just wanted SOMEONE to talk to. Ryker guessed, if he hadn't have been the person he was, with the personality he had, he would've been very social. However, since he couldn't speak with people normally, he had become anti-social and introverted. He chuckled at Liberty's words, his face twisting into a small smile. "Pfft, I can beat that. I was the person that sat on the floor in a corner at lunch because everyone kicked me off the tables and I was too much of a wimp to stand up for myself." He snorted, sounding unbelieving at her next words. "That's extremely surprising. I would never consider myself easy to talk to. However, it does take two people to make a conversation, so I'd have to suggest you are quite easy to talk to as well." The side of his lips twitched up with amusement. "I have found that most horses don't offer therapeutic assistance when it comes to grief and trauma." A thick British accent replaced his southern one, a sharp surprising change that would've caught anyone off guard. Ryker was joking, of course, the grin giving it away. |
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