Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
This is an chilled out rpg with a super friendly and relaxed atmosphere! Remember to sign up with your characters full name in all caps and don't forget to do your claims! Thank you and Welcome, we've been established since 10th March 2009 but unfortunately have had to close guest view of our boards due to multiple sites ripping off our hard work, such a shame! Come chat to us in Discord before joining if you like!.
Because usually that's something a girl craves, you know with all those emotions we feel that you men don't! I am not sure that counts anymore with those extras added in. Awe I am gonna save that text and pin it on my wall, but a girl will always appreciate a little bit of smooth talk
She couldn't help but pop her hip as she waited for him to decide if he was brave enough to chance her cooking. "i could go for some food." Wren gave a small grin in response and a nod, "Well alright then," secretly pleased that he had decided to trust her. She opened a couple of cupboards so she could locate what she needed, a couple of pans and a spatula. She was pretty quick to find them, having always felt at home in the kitchen she had an uncanny knack for knowing her way around one even if she'd never been there. "you wound me. they're priceless." Wren made a pouting face over her shoulder at Jay as she split open the pack of bacon with a slice of a knife. "Awe bless you, perhaps you could use the comics to dry your tears," She teased back, her wide and easy grin hopefully taking away and sting from her words. She had a dry sense of humour and loved to tease but she could happily tone it down for those who weren't a fan.
"you broke into my house, i'll fawn over your beauty when i know you're legit." Wren pointed the spatula at him and raised a brow. "Technically I did not break anything, I just let myself in. And how can you be doubting my legitness whilst I'm cooking you breakfast??" her voice held a teasing tone of incredibility as she laid the bacon out in the pan and grabbed a couple of eggs. "ah you don't have to worry, i've decided you're not a blood splatter worthy threat." Wren pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Well now I'm not sure if I shouldn't feel offended... I like to think I'm not completely harmless." She missed as she cracked the eggs into the pan with practiced ease - one handed of course whilst the other nudged the bacon. She could cook this kind of thing with her eyes closed.
"i figure when i go i go." Wren tilted her head, her back to him for a moment as she kept an eye on her food, but she glanced over her shoulder again at him. "How very philosophical of you." she teased again and mentally slapped herself. She was practically flirting with the guy - not good. She didn't even know him and he was her best friends roommate. Bad idea. "as long as it's cool, i'm good." She flipped the bacon. "Alright I'll be sure to make it interesting," She promised, and then went to check the eggs again. "well if you're the kind of riff raff that's going to walk into my kitchen, i really don't see the benefit to locking you out." She turned and leaned against the counter for a moment as she caught his grin and her stomach gave a little flip. Damn this guy was ridiculous...far too good looking for his own good. "I'd just find another way in, trust me, once I'm in you can't get rid of me." and she gave him a bright grin in response. "Fancy setting the table so we can have a civilized breakfast? Or we can eat straight out the pan standing up like savages?"
I prefer to go and do things with people instead of presents. You know like go out on an adventure day or something? Then it was nice and you don't have to put it somewhere! I can think of one thing I might like wrapped in a bow... And how trustworthy are your promises??
So now you're considering yourself a present? I'd say you were more a nuisance Depends on what the bow is tying... Perhaps, but not if you're going to enjoy it.
Fiiine, I'll go get your ice cream - you big girl. Very generous I thought they only had half? Well why not? Now I'm offended - am I not pretty enough??
That could be arranged.. Urgh no, made the mistake of talking to a meathead before - took ages to get rid of him. Thank you, that's so kind! I'll put it up in the hallway. First thing you see when you walk in. I've practically known you my whole life and I've never seen you talk smooth...
It'll just be the book wrapped up under your tree Now that is a perfect advocate for getting a cut out! Giving Mason a heart attack! If I'm not a wench what am I?
Oh sure that hurt - want some cream for the burn? Because they're gross - anyone who says they like them are bullshitting. Awee goodie for me - I might frame that text. You? Smooth talk? Hilarious!
You're such a dick No extra protein shakes for you my muscle-y man friend, I've got you covered. As long as it's just me you're sweet talking, you know how possessive I get
Mmm a nice red I think? Surprise me? I know!! The only thing dry about me is my sense of humour. If you don't love chicken, you will by the end of the week I'll try to remember to remove the feathers before I cook it. You say the sweetest things! Love you too
Hey boo, I am having the woooorst day. Please crack open the wine I'm on my way. Or a magnum bottle of beer. Work was a fucking nightmare; someone even had the audacity to call my chicken dry!!! Guess what you'll be trialing the next few nights - because you love me right? <3
If you're nice, Santa might get it for your for Xmas... And maybe a cardboard cut out of me that you can leave in the kitchen for the days I'm not playing wrench.
