ext_250124 ([identity profile] simply-ellie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] nexus_stables2006-07-14 06:38 pm
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Party at the Nexus Stables! ((Open to everyone!))

Ellie had rushed over from work, and had been delighted to find that Mr. Dobson, Nat, and Jinian had already begun setting up for the party. The old cowboy had already fired up the grill in preparation and the girls had set out bread baskets and salads to start. There were tables with hurricane lamps set up near the house, and some additional ones down by the pond. And with clear skies, it was going to be perfect for stargazing even if you never left the table.

Several of the horses were frolicking in the paddock, and she wondered if any of their guests might like to go riding. She was definitely game, and had decided to try riding Bucky this evening. He was a beautiful Palomino, but also quite mischievous too. She was still getting to know the horses and Mr. Dobson had helped her choose which horses would be best to introduce to their guests.

While she waited for Michael and the others to arrive, she climbed up onto the fence of the paddock and watched the horses play.

((Thanks for playing with them! Simon-mun and Ellie-mun need sleep, and will be back to keep playing tomorrow if y'all like!Back!))
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[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-14 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Donna is not laughing at him. At all.

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Nathan -- subtley -- pokes Donna sharply in the ribs.

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Nathan wears steel-toed boots. He does not notice.

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
So she kicks him in the shin. Subtly! Really!

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
This will probably end...childishly.

He sticks his tongue out at her.

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Well that's not fair. The Hair is sacred.

The pouty face!

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
She leans on him. "You pout like my daughter. My five year old daughter."

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"That's just mean." Pokepoke.

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
So she miaows pitifully and snuggles up against his side. :D? :D?

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
He snorts. And pets her.

"Aw, Pussycat."

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
She grins up at him, impishly. "Mrrowr?"

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Woofwoof."

He manages to say that with a completely straight face.

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"If you try and chase me up a tree, I'll kill you."

[identity profile] nosnackforyou.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"As I remember, that's not hard to do if I ply you with alcohol first."

[identity profile] sixtyonereasons.livejournal.com 2006-07-15 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"...you are not going to get me drunk and chase me up a tree!"
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