Timothy Blue / EI / M:

Tim had stood for a while,Just messing around with his two mounts as they dozed in their stalls.He had taken the time to loosely French braid their tails,Once again flicking their bodies over despite the fact the pair hardly needed it.

Looney finished picking from his net,Giving a restless whinny and pawing his front hoof.The gelding gives a head toss,Thrusting his head over the door to see if anything was happening before giving Tim a pleading look.

Tim nods to the grey,giving him gentle shuv to ask him to move from the door before slipping through it toward the tack room.He begins to whistle,Walking in in his own world as Tim collects Looneys tack together and removed the saddle cover.

"Hmm- Could do bareback .."

He speaks quietly to himself,Pondering over it before Desciding against it.It was a new environment and he couldn't Trust the youngster to have settled so quickly.

Emily | Eventing | Tim

Emily finally finished cleaning her tack, and once it was sparkling, she brought it back into the tack room. She was surprised to see Tim once again. She offered him a small smile as she entered, setting two saddles down beside two pairs of stirrup irons that appeared to have little use. She then set the two bridles on hooks with her and her horses' names beside them.

Afterwards, she gathered the tack of her assignment horse, and began to leave the room. She assumed the gelding had to be somewhere, didn't he?

"That's great, I'm sure we'll get you both going up the levels in no time. So, have you always been a hunter rider?"

Tristan opened and shut the next arena gate, then made a left turn. Both of their mounts were right there, as he'd anticipated. "Here we are. Were you planning on riding in here, or in the outdoor? I may join you..."

He laughed, nervous for the future and what it might hold for him. “Funny thing I actually started out riding western, but I quickly began to notice that English was more of my thing. I loved how elegant the rider and horse’s would look. As a young teen II really loved jumping, but the high jumps just scared me,” he paused with a laugh, “That’s when I discovered Hunter, and I’ve been doing it for about 5 or 6 years now.” He replied to the first question before Maserati g the next.

“I have already been outside today so I guess I will just get to know Joker.”

Timothy Blue / EI / M: Emily,Open.

Tim continues whistling,spinning sharply with tack in his arms and giving a startled look as they both attempted to leave.He pauses,Settling a little and glancing at her.

"You first."

He nods toward the door.Timothy may be a little wild at goofy at times,But the boy had been brought up with stern manners.

His eyes flit away,Resting on anything but Emily.They just seemed to be meeting everywhere,It was almost overwhelming for the usually conserved Tim.

Emily | Eventing | Tim

Emily got visibly uncomfortable with yet another awkward interaction. She simply smiled gratefully and then exited, but stayed close enough she could converse with him--she had a few questions. "I'm sorry to bother you, again. Do you have the arrangement lists for our group? Like turnout, rooming, all that?" She got a little flushed once more. "I promise I'll leave you alone after this...I hope."

Tristan nodded. "Probably best. Save your energy for tomorrow. As of now, there's only a small handful of you, so we may opt to do private lessons instead of group. My plan was to come find my group after dinner and do my personal introductions to you all, as well as to the horses. You'll probably get to know my training style a little better after this evening."

With a small smile, Tristan peeked into the stall at Fairue, then back to Oskar. "Any questions before I leave you to it?"

“Alright, and nope no questions,” he said with a smile. He walked towards the stall that had the show name of the horse “Joker” He looked into the stall and was greeted by a black and white gelding. He had seen his coloring before. Joker peeled his ears towards him and snorted. Oskar laughed, “Nice to meet you too.” He remembered that the coloring was piebald. A odd coloration to him since he was used to seeing single colored horses. Joker walked up to the door of the stall and nudged him, sniffing him for treats. Oskar shook his head as he studied the gelding. He wasn’t obviously a Arab, recognizable by his off shaped head. He had never worked with the breed so he didn’t know much about it. He guessed he would have to learn.

Too true x3 )

He gives a 'your welcome' eyebrow raise as she shoots him a smile,Stepping out with a heavy breath before starting a little as she spoke.Tim had expected her to immediately clear off with how frequently awkward their constant meetings seemed to be at times.

He doesn't quite smile,But his eyes lit up so much he may as well be grinning.Tim's cheeks redden a little as he thought,having a mental head scratching moment.

"Erm..I may do in the folder left in my area...Probably Would have read that.."

He says thoughtfully,Quickly placing his tack over Looneys door and glancing to Emily,

"I'll go grab it - Gimmie two seconds."

He goes to jog toward the arena,stopping and Giving his gelding a glare,

"And keep your Muzzle off the Leather Mister."

He smiles as the Grey gives an innocent look like butter wouldn't melt,Watching his rider leave before beginning to muzzle the tack in a playful manner.

*Thud*

Tim gives a groan,Not even needing to turn around.He heads into the arena,shaking his head as his troublesome Youngster.

Emily nodded gratefully, giggling when the grey horse began goofing around. "You're silly," she commented, a large grin on her face. She waited for Tim to return, feeling just a little bad for making him go out of his way to help her. She began glancing around. It appeared very few people were in the barn, but she did notice two male riders on the other side of the arena where the school horses were. She wondered if they were in the program or staff.