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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 16, 2011 5:17:34 GMT -5
Trish walked into the arena with Kickstart on her heels, "you ready for our first dressage attempt?" she asked him and he whipped his head and neighed and she laughed at him smiling that's my pretty boy" she said hugging his neck, and then she was thanksfull for her height cause of how tall Kickstart was, she walked to the middle of the ring and stood in front of him "Kickstart, Bow" she said in a strong voice watching him bow to the ground "good job boy" she said smiling and walked up to him mounting his back "up, up" she said and felt him jump into a standing possen and then out of no where she felt a shudden buck come from under her and before she knew she was face first in a pile of soft dirt, she held still for a moment waiting to see where the pain came up, none really just a little on her palm and her right leg, rolling over slowly and sitting up she checked her hand, I light dirt burn from it running along the ground, her shine had a light scrap on it but nothing bad, but then she felt something running down her forhead "d*mn" she muttered under her breath feeling the scrap on her forhead.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 16, 2011 13:57:28 GMT -5
Dominique walked into the arena, his gelding paint/qh horse in tow. He adjusted the synch, and then ground mounted, which was fairly easy since his horse was around 16 hands. He wiggled his bottom into the western saddle, trying to get comfortable. He held the reins in his left hand, and rested his right hand on his knee. He lowered his heels down, but not too dramatically. He clicked, and forward Common Hours went.
He glanced at Trish, who was mounting her own horse. On the other side of the arena, he saw Kickstart buck, and Trish fall down face first into the dirt. He let out a small gasp, and squeezed with his legs, forcing Common Hours into a jump-start canter, it was a bit choppy, but he managed to sit to it. He slowed his horse to a stop about 10 feet from the fallen rider, and observed her behavior. No tears, and only a little bit of blood. Phew. No type of responsible behavior would be required of him then. "Hows the weather down there?" he asked teasingly, a smile lighting up on his face.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 16, 2011 20:29:13 GMT -5
Trish growled lightly to herself, and she stood up wipping herself off "fine" she huffed to herself and then calming down, Trish had a red hot temper and it could be lost very easiley, and then turning she took a deep breath, and putting on a smirk "great just great" she said sarcasticly and then she whistled lightly and Kickstart trotted over to her "hey old man" she said as he dropped his head to her, and then walking back in front of Kickstart "Kickstart, Bow" she repeated watching the 18 hh stallion bow to the ground, "OK let's try this again shall we" she said walking over to him and swiging her leg over his back, "up,up" she said and felt him jump to his feet, she took a deep breath and tightened her legs just as he sent her three large crow hops and then he was done and she stroked his neck "that's my good boy" she said patting his neck, and then turning her attention back to who was in the arena "hey I'm Trish, and this is Kickstart My Heart, but I call him Kickstart" she said and then laughed when he whipped his head and whinnied, "so how long you been riding here?" she asked him, Trish had been riding here for about five months around the same time that Barbie bought the place.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 16, 2011 21:41:51 GMT -5
" 'Please Say A Command' might work for that horse too..." Dominique said quietly after watching the display of voice commands Kickstart understood. "hey I'm Dominique, and this is The Common Hours, but I call him Timer," he said, hardly noticing how he mimicked the girls words. Of course, not disrespectfully, though a playful twinkle shone in his eyes.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 16, 2011 22:38:59 GMT -5
Trish smiled tilting her head to the side, "nice to meet you," and then stroking Kickstarts neck "sorry if I acted maen orr anything, its just he does that all the time I should have been expecting it and not let it catch me off guard," she said a little embarrsed, "he's pretty" she said nodding to his horse "stallion or gelding?" she asked, rocking her butt to tell Kickstart move on and he started trotting "good boy Kickstart" she said letting him pick up his own gait and move around the arena when she felt he was ready she moved him up to a fast canter as his long legs carried him around she as gennerly happy, she liked meeting new people and the only other person she had met here was Katie so she didn't mind meeting new ones "how long you been riding here?" she asked him pulling Kickstart down to a slow collected trot and making him side pase down the arena with barley any preasure at all.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 17, 2011 17:17:26 GMT -5
"Thanks. Gelding. A week," Dominique said, giving a short pause between each answer. "So why did you get a horse that bucks?" he said bluntly, a bit of a rude edge to his words. He pat Timers withers. He simply couldn't understand why people bought horses that were... well... bad.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 17, 2011 17:41:14 GMT -5
Trish smiled "nice, Kickstart's a stallion and I have been here for about five months around the same time the new owner got here" she said smiling before tunering Kickstart in a tight spin and heading back out across the arena and she growled lightly to herself at his rude tone, "I didn't buy him, my family bred him" she said in a falt tone trying to keep her tone under control, "and I trained him, he is only four years old and still learning he wasn't trained for anything but the track but then he couldn't race so he is high spirited at not being worked every day on a track" she said not really an edge to her voice but you could still hear the slight irratian in it, "Kickstart, Halt" she said and he slid to a stop in front of the other two, "he just gets excited and its never anything more then three crow hops" she said, she wasn't even close to mad anymore she knew why she loved Kickstart and she was happy with her answers. and deeply happy with her big black thoroughbred.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 17, 2011 17:47:48 GMT -5
"Then just run with him," Dominique said, a bit of a smartass tone to his voice. But it made sense to him, if the horse needs to run, then let him go at it. Normally he would say what he wanted, but he decided against mentioning that by four years a horse should be fully trained. Some of the most famous trained horses were well known for racing by 2 or 3, implying that they had been trained. A horse could be trained at any age, but even Dominique knew it was best to train a young soul...
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 17, 2011 18:17:18 GMT -5
Trish huffed "well all horses are different and Kickstart happens to have trust issues, no one knows where they came from but he has them, it makes him more likley to buck!" she snapped "and I maybe I don't have time to work him everyday, I have other stuff I have to do" and then all the sudden she felt a need to explain something "race horses are high strung and high spirited I grew up on them, I have been riding horses around a track since I was eight OK, I think I know I what I'm doing with my own horse! and he is not on a track cause he is not trianed for it, he was fully trained for racing by the time he was two" she snapped again, and then "Kickstart, Spin" she said and he took off at a gallop and slid to a stop sitting back on his haunchs and spinning fast, Trish had dropped her reins and kicked her feet out of the stirups and wsa using her legs to make him turn, "Now Left" she said and he stopped and started spinning left, and when he stopped, she placed her hands on his withers "Kickstart, Barrels" she said and he took off at a full gallop spinning and kicking up dirt as he did it, "Rein in boy" she said and he slid to a stop in front of Dominique, I glare in her eyes "Kickstart was trained by me by myself I was the first person to lay on him, I was the first person to touch him, and the first to ride him, in one practice around the track he broke a record," and then sitting up and cocking a half smile "so whats your horse trianed in? I mean what sports?" she asked she didn't want to make emnies just friends.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 17, 2011 19:20:07 GMT -5
** you know... horses arent really voice trained like that... **
"He is not on a track because he is NOT trained for it, but he was fully trained for racing by the time he was two... wait... what now? Thats pretty contradictory," Dominique said, slightly amused at Trishs anger. "Well if he has high energy, before you ride him, let him run around in the arena for a few minutes," he said, shrugging. It was a simple cure, english stables AND western camps he had been to did it, so it wasn't even a technique that only one riding type used. "Timer does cutting and western pleasure with me. His ankles are too weak for jumping," he added, a reason he found pretty excusable as to why he wasnt an english rider. He pushed his heels down, realizing that he was falling off guard. He shifted in his seat, regaining the center of balance he and his horse shared.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 17, 2011 19:50:43 GMT -5
(yeah most horses ain't, but some are mostly trick riding horses, and my horse knows a few voice commands and I have a book the tells you how train them on voice cues, I don't have any of the stuff to teach my horse them with.)
Trish found herself getting mad at herself "I get messed up some times what I meant was he is fully trained for a track to race, and it wasn't because he wasn't fully trained that he is not on a track" she said slowly trying to put the words in the right order, "and you don't let another horse loose in the arena when another rider is in there riding their horse, and its not so much high energy as it is a bad habit, I like it better then most of the racers dealt with, most of their habits involved biting and spooking at leaves that fall off tree's" she said relaxing and smiling "that's cool Kickstart does that too, and reining and barrel racing, and he is an awesome cross country horse" she said smiling, "most of the time he doesn't buck anymore it was mostly something he did after a hard run and he was all pumped up, but that was the first time he has done it in a while" she said relaxing she enjoyed people she was chatter box after all, she smiled and slipped her feet back in the stirrups she knew that Kickstart would never do anything to hurt her.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 17, 2011 20:21:42 GMT -5
"Just use an empty arena!" Dominique snapped. This chick was unattractibly stubborn. "Hes a thoroughbred? Wouldn't an arabian be better for cross country?" he asked thoughtfully.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 17, 2011 20:35:50 GMT -5
she rolled her eyes "whatever I didn't come her today to argue with someone who seems like an okay guy" she said shrugging "yupp one of the last with Seatle Slew's bloodlines in him" she said smiling "not always just depends on the horse and Kickstart loves cross country" she said smiling and patting his shoulder, Seatle Slew was one of the few triple crown winners.
(ugh running low on muse)
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 17, 2011 20:46:02 GMT -5
Dominique nodded. He looked around the arena, a bored expression growing on his face. He squeezed with the inside of his calves, and made a kissing noise, making Timer burst into a smooth trot. He sat deep in the saddle, his hips softly swinging from side to side with his horses movements. He clicked again, and squeezed, asking for a canter.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 17, 2011 21:13:13 GMT -5
Trish nodded happy that she had maneged to get out of an argument with out fighting to bad, she admired the way the horse moved and then making Kickstart, trot and keeping a little ways away from the other horse, "hey sorry for the outburst my brother is always telling me to learn how to control my temper" she said giving an apologetic smile, "and yeah I know I am annoyingly stubborn" she said smiling a tight lipped smile, she knew she had been a jerk kinda, she just took a blow to her ego when she got dumped to the ground.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 18, 2011 15:49:32 GMT -5
"Mhmm, not gonna lie, you totally are," Dominique said teasingly. He slowed Timer down, and matched his horses strides to Kickstarts.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 18, 2011 22:24:17 GMT -5
Trish smiled and nodded "yeah its an inherited gen in my family I think, just like the height" she said smiling, she was tall for a girl, but everyone in her family was tall, and very stubborn, and all had bad tempers she was just the only one who didn't learn how to control it, when the other horse got next to Kickstart he nickered and lightly tugged at the bit, "easy boy" she cooed and he evened out his gait again, and then she let him pick up an extended trot, "so how long you been riding horses?" she asked, she was up for a little friendly talking, "I grew up riding thoroughbreds, my dad trains them for a leaving, and my mom trains and rehabilitates abused and abandoned horses" she said casually.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 19, 2011 21:23:59 GMT -5
"I got into it from my older sister. She grew up on this horse Starlits back. No joke. Ate, slept... crapped" he mumbled the last word," on that horse," he continued smoothly. "I took some persuasion to get near them, but by 8 years old, enough was enough. I tried it and liked it," Dominique said, shrugging casually.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 21, 2011 3:06:59 GMT -5
Trish zoned out for minute before snapping back to reality. She mentally scolded herself for not paying attention to Kickstart, 'jeez how dumb can I get? I mean the first thing I was taught was to always pay attention to my horse' she thought to herself. "hmm... that's cool. The first time I was on a horse was probably when I was two years old, I know I was riding by myself when I was three years old on a little fella bella pony" she said like it was nothing. Kickstart pulled at the bit asking for more leg. she lightly nudged him, and he went into a beautiful long legged canter.
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Post by tonkatoy on Jan 25, 2011 7:49:13 GMT -5
Cameron Blake Cam walked into the arena, holding his thoroughbred gelding's reins loosely. He shut the gate behind him and looked around flipping his shaggy black hair out of his eyes. Two other riders were moving around the arena. He lead Stud into the middle, tightened the girth rolled down the stirrups and mounted up. Cam ran one hand over his horse's dappled gray withers. He guided Stud out towards the rail, staying a little ways off to let the cantering girl have the right away, and let the 16.2hh gelding stretch out. A few jumps were set up, nothing too high only 2 foot 3 at the biggest they would be good to warm up on but he would have to dismount if he wanted anything higher. He looked over at the girl she was cute, cam had seen her around before but never talked to her much that he could remember. His emerald eyes followed her for a little while, she was a good rider, and her horse seemed good too not nearly as strong as stud who could be difficult to keep under control when he was hyper but after two years with him cam had figured out his off the track gelding. "come on boy." he murmured and nudged him into a trot rising fluidly to the gait.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 25, 2011 12:26:23 GMT -5
Dominiques smile faded. "You must have been a really small kid than..." his mind fluttered around the thought. The fellabellas that could be ridden, were usually the bigger stock, and still could only be ridden by small children. If this fellabella that she rode when she was three was little, than she must have been a real peanut when she was young. Maybe she was a preemie or something...
He clicked, and let Timer slip into a loose canter, perhaps a collected gallops would be a good term. He hummed to himself quietly, something he found soothed himself and his overo horse. He rested his right hand on his right leg, and steered smoothly with his left hand.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 25, 2011 13:06:16 GMT -5
Trish sat deep in her seat, letting Kickstart set his own pace witch ended up being a fast canter. At this pace Kickstart didn't pull at the bit anymore, he knew he wasn't a loud to go any faster in a arena with other horses around, Trish cued him to collect his stride and he pulled himself back, his legs moving in perfect stride. Trish smiled "well he wasn't a full fellabella, was half shetland so he was a little bigger. I only rode him till I was about five before I needed a bigger horse to ride" she said with a laugh. She let Kickstart have his head again and he sped up to a fast extended canter.
As she worked her black thoroughbred Trish noticed some one walking a gray thoroughbred into the ring. She glanced over to them, she thought he looked familiar but wasn't sure. She brought Kickstart down a nice even trot. "Hey." she as she passed him, it was in her nature to be friendly unless you ticked her off that is. "I'm Trish" she said in her hyper friendly voice. Kickstart whipped his head wanting to go faster then a trot, she jerked at the reins once and he stopped trying to pull forward and went with the gait he was given. She smiled "and this spitfire here is Kickstart" she said in her Texan accent, Kickstart pricked his ears and snorted happily as if he was happy that she introduced him or something, she rolled her eyes at her dorky horse and continued around the arena.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 25, 2011 13:34:59 GMT -5
Dominique bit his lip. "Than how was it a little fellabella?" he retorted, growing annoyed.
** you know, his thoughts are private, so she shouldn't really be able to read his mind like that. He THOUGHT that it was odd that she rode a fellabella, so there would have been no motivation for her to defend herself. I'm going to start not showing his private thoughts anymore if this keeps up...**
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Post by tonkatoy on Jan 25, 2011 19:32:25 GMT -5
Cam He grinned cockily at her (as usual, always cocky) emerald eyes flashing "I'm Cameron you can call me Cam though. And this," he patted the geldings whithers " is Star Studded Knight I just call him Stud though." he trotted along with her moving easily to stud's big flower gait. "kickstart's a thoroughbred right?" he asked looking at her horse which boosted her a good four or five inches above his head. She was good looking tall, it was a small miracle he hadn't started flirting with her. Maybe he really was starting to fall for Chrissy? He hadn't spoken to her recently he needed to get together with her soon. "do you jump at all?he looks like he's good at it."
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 26, 2011 18:21:19 GMT -5
Dominique good naturedly watched the two talk, starting to see Camerons motivations. Well, he was in for a big surprise. But Trish also was simply not his type, he didn't know how low other guys stooped...
He slowed Timer to a walk, keeping his geldings weak ankles in mind. He patted his horse the right side of his wither, and rested his left hand lower, growing a bit lazy. He loosened the reigns a bit more, letting himself and his horse relax.
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Post by musicluva789 LOVES KM!!! on Jan 26, 2011 20:25:18 GMT -5
Katie lead Light into the ring. There were already three other people in the ring, including Trish. She waved to Tirsh with a smile. "Hey," she said to her. She hopped onto Light and began to warm her up by walking a few laps around the ring. She then began a collected trot, and Light happily listened. "Well your in a good mood today. Guess your leg's better," Katie murmured to Light. She watched Light's ears flicker as she listened. She happily patted Light's neck and sped her up to a canter, making sure to keep her a little ways away from the other horses, though of course she kept trying to go near Kickstart. Katie posted rythmically to Light's canter happily. She looked at the other people in the ring. She had seen that one before.... what was his name? Cam? something like that. But the other she hadn't seen before.
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Post by KM loves MUSIC and PEANUT!!!! on Jan 26, 2011 21:57:43 GMT -5
Trish smiled her half smile. She glanced at Cam for a minute "cool Kickstart's full name is Kickstart My Heart, he was named after that Mötley Crüe song," she said with a slight laugh. Kickstart seemed to settle into a nice even trot again without fuss. She smiled "yupp. My dad bred him for the track but he never made it that far" she said with a sigh. She grinned "yeah I use him for show jumping some times. I love doing cross country with him" she said smiling.
She saw Katie walk into the arena and wave. Kickstart whipped his head and neighed lightly as Trish waved to Katie. Then she smiled glancing back at Cam "sorry bout' him. I think he is obsessed with that Arab." She said shacking her head and rolling her eyes at Kickstart. She smiled to Katie "hey!" she said to her best friend.
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Post by *~Matrix~* on Jan 26, 2011 22:07:23 GMT -5
Dominique pressed his lips together, unable to restrain himself. "Hey guyzzzz!" he said in a joking 'gay boy' way. He steered Timer closer to the girls, getting ready to tease them some more, but for some reason, he didn't think that the two girls would get it. Maybe they were homeschooled... or had no sense of humor... he didn't know what was worse! He chuckled lightly to himself.
** BTW: I have nothing against homeschooled peeps. I totally love them<3 **
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Post by musicluva789 LOVES KM!!! on Jan 26, 2011 22:13:12 GMT -5
(hahaha it's okay matrix. I'm not home schooled anyways!) I smiled to Trish and winked at her before I turned to the boy. I took Light's reins in one hand and the other I put on my hip. "Oh really? Your pulling that act?" I said rolling my eyes at him. I wasn't flirting, just teasing him back. I always had a playful, usually flirty attitude but I was not a cheater, and I would not ruin it with Simon already. I pushed Light forward and ran ahead of the others happily feeling the wind in my hair, still with my reins in one hand.
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Post by tonkatoy on Jan 27, 2011 7:59:40 GMT -5
Cam "oh really? Cool, he is too," he nodded down at his gray gelding "my dad," he almost spit out the word and his face darkened as he thought about his father. "he was pretty strict with the horses, didn't train them well and then sent them out of country if they didn't win at least three times in two months." he stroked Stud's whithers "I saved him though..." he drifted off for a while trapped with in his memories. His mother disappearing through the window though her screams continued. All the scars that marked his back and torso. Quickly he remembered where he was and snapped himself out of it. "sorry about that... Spaced out..." he listened to Trish while she talked and then replied "oh cool. I do mostly show jumping I've taken him out on the cross country course a few times but I want a work on him staying slower and more collected and responsive in the ring first." he smiled at his horse Stud was something special, in more than one way. He glanced up when he saw the other girl walk in he'd definently seen her before maybe talked to her but couldn't put a finger on her name. She went to talk to that other guy and Cam returned his attention to Trish, why was he not flirting with her? It was so not... Him... This being the guy who was extremely handsome (except for the slightly crooked nose he got when a senator punched him in the face. He was flirting with his wife...). He shook it off and kept trotting next to Trish and kickstart
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