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...
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Taylor chuckled and smiled. “Sounds good. Ignore the mess. I'm still in the process of cleaning up from some home improvement.” She led Raleigh into her quaint kitchen. Even though Taylor looked like someone who could read as high maintenance, she loved the old style of wall paper and fun crown molding.
“No, I haven't reported the kids. But I know who they are. Us farm folk have our own way of dealing with shit like that.” Taylor grabbed a mug and poured a cup of coffee before handing it to Raleigh. “Cream or sugar?” She offered before topping off her own cup.
“My game plan for this loose alpaca is for you to ride around a bit. Just a walk or trot. It's silly but I think the one that's missing is the one obsessed with horses. Like a porn addiction.”
“Eh, can be both. Mainly alpaca though. Can’t be having the dean calling me in because a llama spit on a student.” Taylor had to briefly think on the statements made by Camilla. Maybe it was because she didn’t have that kind of student coming in. People that were in her own class, were a specific few – as it wasn’t a requirement. Art history seemed to drag in most of the student body due to academic enforcement.
“Maybe once or twice. Moreso a few kids that think they know better than me until they come crying that they forgot how to count their strands.” It was kind of a funny thing, having a student try to tell Taylor how to do her job. It wasn’t a common occurrence, but it happened enough that it was strange. But Taylor took it with stride, letting the students make their own mistakes. She wasn’t a helicopter professor unless it came to the more expensive looms. But if it was the cheaper ones that students carried to and from, she didn’t care too much – as they were the student’s responsibility. They were adults now, not kids.
It was not in the bingo of today’s shenanigans that Taylor heard the trip wire alarm go off. Her cameras picked up some town kids breaking and entering, and when greeted by the neighbor’s dog – fled. Which also left one of the gates and barn door open. She was going to have a stern word with the kid’s parents if the neighbors didn’t get to them first.
She had thankfully managed to get most of the herd that fled back in, but there was the one that was playing hard to get. Mainly because she was too much of an explorer and saw chasing as a game. But Tina loved horses. It was something that Taylor witnessed when a few riders came by and the Alpaca was goo-goo gaga for it. Taylor was going to use this information today and phoned the ranch up, and Kegan swiftly sent someone over. She was curious to see the poor sod that was sent over.
After making sure the gate had a replaced lock, Talor heard the sound of tires on the drive. She made her way out, already looking like she fought a bear. It took her a minute to register who it was. “Ah what’d you do to piss the boss lady off?” she snorted. “Yeah, I had a break-in, unfortunately. Some asshole kids. I guess they weren’t strong enough since my fence can be climbed, but they decided they needed to break it. I got most of them in, but I have one that is still loose. I’m about to have some breakfast and coffee. You need to eat?”
At least Kegan sent an attractive one. Well, to be fair – most of the people on that ranch were attractive. But Raleigh was at least old enough for Taylor that she didn’t feel icky about it.
“Sure, sure. She’ll be back I think next semester?” Taylor shrugged, stretching her arms and twisting her back. There were a few cracks here and there. “Well, you wouldn’t be the first time,” she snorted. Granted, there were a few teachers that made sure they did their best. But sometimes Taylor mainly knew the professors from her area. Art, or even the theater department. There were a lot of times that Taylor helped with props or even sets. Nothing too much, but enough to get a few more people interested in her craft.
“Weaving and textile art,” she responded, going and rearranging the pillows she had graciously used for herself. Taylor wasn’t one to stand there and chat. She was in her classroom after all, and Camilla had shown no interest in coming in any further, “I think we may have some shared students?”
“Aurelia? Last time I checked she was on sabbatical. If she’s here, she’s staying home and teaching,” Taylor responded – sitting up. She stretched her arms, also as a barrier to hide her yawn. Taylor scooted herself around, still not standing up.
“Ah, Camilla.” Tayloe only knew her because a lot of their students cross-trained. Though, that didn’t mean that Camilla knew Taylor. She tended to keep herself under wraps, unlike Aurelia – who seemed to make it known that she was the art teacher. Not in a nasty way or anything. Just she was considered the cool one – who tended to bend the rules. Which irked Taylor, and she didn’t know why. Thankfully, Taylor’s students liked her enough. Plus, there was Alana Teal. She seemed to be around more than Aurelia at this point.
“Nope,” Taylor added, showing off her staff badge. “I was just relaxing after a class. Those large frames don’t move.” It was then that Taylor finally stood up. Her body looks like a student compared to Camilla’s more curvaceous look. “I can pass a message off to her if you need?” she offered. “Or you can call her, depending on how urgent it is.”
Taylor was a bit surprised, more than she probably needed to be. She actually had a full class this semester, a whole class of ten students. She usually had half of that. Honestly, Taylor didn't know what she was expecting. Maybe social media made it happen. All the students wanted to learn how to tapestry weave. But she liked teaching. It probably was one of the constant things in life that made her happy.
When class ended, Taylor let out a massive breath. She didn't know why she was holding it in like that, but she was.
Her students gingerly locked up their looms and projects and Taylor lay on the floor. It was probably quite a sight to see a professor on the ground, sprawled out on a rug with a few pillows - looking up at the ceiling. But she had hung some beautiful pieces up so it made sense right?
She had closed her eyes for a brief moment before opening them to the sound of her classroom door opening. Taylor rolled her eyes back to see the body of someone either new or familiar.
"Yes?" She asked, not getting up. "How can I help you?
full name • Taylor Alexis way nicknames • Tay, Lexi, bunny queen age • 32 birthday • January 1, 1990 occupation • fiber farmer, spinner gender • female (she/her) sexuality • bi-sexual
the appearance
face claim• molly gordon
identifying features• Taylor has a slightly crooked nose, but doesn't impede her breathing. Also has bushy brows, so she calls them her favorite caterpillars.
the personality
likes • sheep, llamas, angora rabbits, alpacas, gardening, spinning, terriers, sunsets dislikes • clear skies (loves the looks of clouds), red wine (too sour), pregnancy (doesn't like the idea of bio childbirth), super sugary items (is more savory) strengths • fiber arts, shearing alpacas, spinning, long distance biking and walking weaknesses • her sister, horses (knows nothing about them) dreams • finally get her house in order fears • dying alone overall personality • Taylor is a go with the flow, kind of gal. She's never in a rush, almost living on Island time. As she runs her own schedule, Taylor doesn't feel like she owes anyone anything. While she is punctual for anything about classes, business meetings, and her sister - Taylor won't prioritize anyone else's time. This has of course ruined a few relationships.
She is a smart and talented woman, who isn't afraid to show off when asked. A person knowledgeable in her craft, Taylor can come off a bit snooty and pretentious. She is a kind woman at heart, despite her faults. She loves those that are close to her and would move mountains if needed.
the history
father • Michael Way, 65, unknown mother • Jasmine Way. (nee Thomas), 62, retired siblings • RORY ROSE WAY important people • her two Jack Russell Terriers, Momo and Lou hometown • London, England. overall history • Taylor and her sister, Rory, were born into a complicated family. Their father mentally abused both girls. Their parents divorced when they were nine years old. The divorce didn't really become final until the girls were 15 years old, since neither parent really had enough money to pay for a lawyer. After the divorce was finalized, both girls had to go through counseling and several visits to the psychiatrist after moving in with their mother.
While Rory found comfort in Horses, Taylor found love in taking care of animals meant for fiber arts. Their elderly neighbor, Millie Mae, taught Taylor how to spin fiber in her teens – allowing Taylor to have something to help put her mind at ease.
She followed Rory to the University of Hickstead, taking part in their fiber arts and agriculture courses. Unfortunately, Taylor found that school wasn’t for her, and dropped out of university after one and a half years. She found traveling and learning from farmers and other fiber artists were more beneficial to her.
Taylor returned to Hickstead when she was twenty-eight and bought an alpaca and angora farm from a family wanting to retire. The animals were well cared for, but her house is still very much a fixer-upper. As she continues to fix her house up, Taylor can be found teaching spinning and fiber arts at community centers. She frequents a lot of wool and fiber festivals in her vintage van that she had converted into a traveling shop.
Despite the business of both sisters, Taylor always finds time to see her sister Rory.
the role player
alias • aofie age • mitochondria other characters • just a few asterix
