Emily | Eventing | Tim

Emily noticed Tim looking at her, and she gave a sheepish smile in his direction. This was such a weird dynamic, she was his peer, and yet, was supposed to treat him with a respect she would give an elder?

"Hey! How was your ride?" She was busy brushing the neck of a shiny black gelding, but appeared to be almost done, as she was working to unclip the horses' halters as she noticed him.

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Blood Sport | M: Oskar Savanna GAbriella

Luke waved to Oskar then cantered Red back to the barn. He passed a girl and nodded to her as he went. He saw gabriella riding Chance. Chances dapple grey coat shinned in the sun. Luke troted up to her. "where have you been?" GAbriella asked as she watched Luke and Red. "i went on a trail ride," Luke said as he walked Red. Gabriella walked Chance into the barn and dismounted then went and got her jumping hackamore. She put it on Chance then hopped back on. She hung up Chance halter then waited to see where they would meet there trainer.

As he rounded a tree to line up with the first jump he straightened his posture. It was out of habit for his instructor back home has drilled it into his mind more than anything else. He leaned forward a little as they came up on the jump, a serious concentrated look on his face. He could feel Clive as he hesitated momentarily a few strides before the jump. He pressed firmly and clicked to him. CliveÂ’s neck balanced out as he prepared to take air. As they sailed over a smile plastered OskarÂ’s face, he ever so loved the feeling of jumping the air blowing quick in his face. But soon they landed, all to soon for him. Clive collected back up, not missing his stride. Still on the correct lead the two of them lined up for another jump.

Mira stared at Rose for a few seconds. She smiled at the mare, then stepped out. She sneezed, then started walking out of the stable. As she stepped out, she heard another loud whinny from the mare.

(Not gonna post for a few days, if y'all didn't already know, I broke my arm this Monday, I'm sick and my head hurts. Lmao, see y'all when I post again)

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily

Tim gives a startled jump at the sound of her voice,getting the realisation he must have been staring at her whilst he was lost in thought.He couldn't help it as his cheeks blushed slightly,Instructers were meant to be professional and collected. He winces at his own bashfullness as her question actually began to register.

"Yeah - I mean it was cool,The arena is awesome.."

He says in a lightly excitable tone,Watching as she finished brushing her shinning gelding,

"I'm going to need sunglasses if you keep him as clean as that."

Tim chuckles,His eyes smiling as he turns to glance at a dozing Boomer.

(Sorry it took me so long,Been at work! :3 )

I'll get onto the meet up in the next post hopefully,Sorry to keep you Eventers waiting xP)

He practiced his posture for awhile, becoming more and more in tuned with Clive. He felt how his muscle ripples as they jumped, how he breathed quickly between strides, and how he became more and more focused on the jumps. Finally he lined him up with a higher jump. With a smile he felt Clive gather himself and take off, and for a moment he was care free happy even. Though the feeling ended quickly as the ground rushed at him. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, but he still felt Clive and he was confidence. He sucked in a breath as they landed, it felt pretty painful at first. He was just thinking it would hurt. After Clive had recover he stopped still recovering from the fear. He let a shout of excitement and exasperation. It had been amazing.

Emily was also a little red in the face--they had to stop interacting like this if they were truly going to carry on this professional relationship. "Yeah, I'm going to hope you have a pair, then." She chuckled as well, before leading both Mya and Magik into their stalls, working smoothly and tactfully around Tim and Boomer.

"So, this might be a silly question, but, how much do you know about me? I never filled out a resume or an application for this program, I just got a phone call one day. Apparently some of the others did apply?"

She was now leaning against Mya's stall, her arms crossed, and she was swaying back and forth subconciously.

Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M: Oskar Savanna GAbriella

Luke looked at a bord and saw where they were meeting there new instructors. Gabriella and Luke walked to the place and waited. Gabriella and Luke talked and Sang as they listened to music on there way.

(where are they meeting?)

Oskar slowly recovered from the fright. Smiling hysterically he knew he had to calm down. Taking in a deep breath and holding for a few seconds and breathing out, eventually he calmed down. Shaking his head he saw a trail leading deeper into the wood. Curious he asked Clive to turn towards the dense looking trail. They began to make their way in when he heard a loud snap. Birds flew in front of them, spooking Clive. He reared up owing the air before taking off. Oskar, suddenly wide eyed, saw the trees blurring by. The we’re soon back in the flat area they had come from. Clive was a tired from all the cantering and galloping about but was still scared. Oskar got a hold of his wits and tipped Clive’s muzzle. The stallion stopped, huffing in remorse. “Clam down Clive,” he muttered.