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Post by Brian O'Conner on Jun 2, 2011 11:58:44 GMT -8
w e p l a y p r e t e n d [/i][/size][/font]  you're just a c a n n i b a l - - - *andi'mafraidiwon'tgetoutalive[/b] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center]
Brian walked around his grey color 1996 dodge charger. It was his life. He had put so much working into this car. He is very proud of it. Brian was about to head to the school to meet Miranda. She was a girl he had meet around and offered to take to the beach. So he was meeting her at the school to pick her up and then head that way. Brian was dressed in a white tank top and kaki shorts. He finished his outfit off with a pair of brown flip flops. One thing Brian had going for him what that he was bulit and big. He had always been to working out and sports when he was younger. He still worked out and had the body to prove it. He had a nice dark tan going on too.
Brain opened the driver door and slid into the black leather seat. He crunk up the car. His muscules tensed as the engined roared under the hood. Sometimes to him hearing that sound was better than sex. He sat there for a moment and just listened to the sound before backing out of the drive. He headed for the school. He turned the radio to a rock station. Soon he turned into the school parking lot. He parked and looked around for a moment. He didn't see her anywhere. He sighed and got out of his car. Again he looked around. Where could she be? He asked himself. Then he remember that she had said she teaches jumping. So he headed out to the barn to see if she was there.
Soon he found himself at the barn. He walked in and looked around. He saw some horses in their stalls. He sighed and called out for her. 'Miranda you here? It's Brian?' He stood and waited for someone to come out and tell him to go away.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i sincerely hope that Miranda replies, otherwise this is a waste of 318 words. it was made by q u i n n i e t h e p o o h. well, kids, we've quoted a n i m a l b y n e o n t r e e s. and Sorry it's kinda short. Still trying to get the hang of him..
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Post by Miranda Chastings on Jun 14, 2011 8:45:43 GMT -8
"Alright bring her around and line her up for the jump." Miranda watched as her beautiful horse moved with the rider on her back. They looked nice together, but the young girl on her back was slightly uncomfortable with riding Belle because she wasn't her own horse. Belle was a beautiful, gray Arabian that moved with such grace and ease that it was just amazing. She was practically a dead head, too, which made her that much better. Miranda watched as the rider lined Belle up for the jump, and Randa had to hold her breath, hoping that she would make it this time. They were good. Belle would fly over the jump like it was nothing. They were going to do it! They were going to make it! And then, just as they were reaching the jump, the rider turned Belle to the left of the jump, coming toward the middle of the arena and bringing the gray horse to a stop. "You were doing perfectly! What happened!?" Miranda asked, coming over to the pair of horse and rider and stroking Belle's nose. "I just didn't think we were going to make it." Said the young girl named Makayla. Miranda just shook her head, looking up at the girl. "Breath Taking Breeze was born a jumper. She is a magnificent jumper at that, and she will jump over that jump. It'd be like nothing to her!" Sighing Miranda started walking away back toward the barn. "Dismount, take her tack off her, and hose her down. Leave her in the grooming stall because I have to put some medication on her small wound." With that, Miranda walked back into the barn and into the tack room.
In the tack room, she found her agenda and opened it up, and flipped to the date. Sighing, she read through what she had going on before gasping in surprise. She had told Brian that they were going to the beach! Quickly, she grabbed her clothes and headed into the locker room to change. Luckily, she had had a swim suit in her bag from a few days before from when she went to a creek with Belle and didn't want to get her clothes wet. Unfortunately, they had never made it to the creek because a storm had started moving in. She put her bikini on and then threw on some shorts, saving the tank top for when she had to leave so that she didn't get too hot. She kept her boots on as she ran out of the locker room, heading over to the grooming stall where she found Belle and the girl. Makayla was just finishing up hosing the mare down, and Miranda sighed with relief. "Go ahead and put her tack in the tack room once you finish that, and then you may go. I'll see you Thursday." She said, going back to the tack room and grabbing Belle's wound medicine. Walking back to the mare, she smiled at Makayla who was walking back to the tack room with Belle's tack. Miranda walked quickly to Belle's side and opened the medicine, getting a little on her fingers and rubbing it on the wound on Belle's neck. The gray mare flinched slightly on contact, but then relaxed a little when Miranda started cooing to her. After the medicine was on, Miranda grabbed Belle's mane and tail brush and started brushing out her mane a little.
"Miranda you here? It's Brian?" Brian's voice sounded throughout the barn and Miranda smiled, peeking out of the grooming stall at him. "I'm here. Just let me put Belle away, and I'll be ready to go." She said, combing the last knot out of Belle's mane before unhooking her from the cross ties and leading her to her stall. Randa opened the door to the stall before unbuckling Belle's halter and letting her walk in. Miranda smiled and hung Belle's magenta halter on the hook in front of her stall before running back to the tack room, throwing on her tank top and grabbing her purse before walking back out to meet Brian. "Hey sorry about that... I was just finishing up a lesson."
Words: 692
Muse: pretty good
Puppet: Miranda Chastings
Tags: Brian O'Connor
Notes: Sorry for the horrible post...
Credits: uh like... me for the post and character!
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