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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Unfortunately, it is a power all girls have - but some know better than others how to utilise it. Better you accepted your fate now, than tried to fight it. You won't mind it so much when you're older. Only a half scoop? You drive a hard bargain - did Bella tell you to say that?
I don't know what you're talking about They do? In that case I need to teach them the art of sofa diving... Pal? Ouch, such a sensitive little soul aren't you.
Leo chuckled to himself as he finished setting up his latest prank; it was a good one and it was undoubtedly going to get him into a shit tonne of trouble - but it was worth it. Everyone seemed a little down recently, and he'd actually been on his best behaviour after the barn fire because it was like a mourning period; despite the luck that nobody had been seriously hurt. It was time to perk everyone back up, to bring back some normalcy to the world by pranking an unsuspecting member of Blue Acre.
It was a relatively simple plan, and 100% juvenile to boot, but he thought that might be what people needed. He knew he was going to get yelled at - but he couldn't help but help but feel that it would bring a little smile to their face for things to go back to how they were. He was hiding up in the hay loft, casually slung in one of the comfy seats near the back so he could watch the whole thing pan out. In his hand, he held a string - and at the other end of the string, balanced high on a beam, was a bucket of ice cold water, balancing precariously.
To add to it, he'd done that age old favourite of a second bucket, the other string in his spare hand, belancing on another beam just after the water. That bucket was full of glitter. It was going to make an awful, awful mess, and there would probably be glitter forever in the hay barn - but he had deliberately not done it over the hay, and well, at least there'd be a memento of Leo every time someone found another piece of the stuff.
Despite the blood. I suppose I should be an adult and get it checked out by a doctor to make certain though." He grinned at that, and gave a slight nod, "If you ask nicely, they'll even set it straight for you." He joked. His was slightly off himself, but he felt it just attributed to his ruggedly handsome good looks. Not egotistical at all - clearly. He hated hospitals, he always had, and he would avoid at all costs if he could but there were some things you couldn't avoid. It was tempting, just to wrap a bandage around it and call it fixed but alas certain things needed certain care - broken arms and legs for instance were not the best thing to self diagnose and heal. "I would hope so after being my horse for nearly seven years." He chuckled at that, "I don't know, I've seen plenty over the years that just turn around and give a 'what did you expect' look when you fall." He laughed again; Phoenix did it frequently, well.. he didn't fall off frequently but he was not the most forgiving.
He tickled the horses' nose, seeing that he appeared to be a friendly sort. He glanced over at the guy to see he was up on his feet and shuffling over. He knew the feeling - you would loosen up after a couple of moments and then feel okay, until the next morning when your body reminded you that you weren't a child that bounced so well anymore. "He can have some. Honestly, Max probably wouldn't leave your pockets alone anyways." Leo chuckled again and nodded, "he's got a good nose," He observed as he offered over a couple of fibre nuggets for the animal, taking care to watch his fingers. "You're Lilly's brother." Leo wrinkled his nose, he should have been used to it by now but generally he was used to being known just from his name - and growing up, having been the most outgoing of them all, the others were generally 'Leo's sister/brother'. "That would be me." He admitted. "I should have recognized the family resemblance. Sorry about that. Nice place you and your sister have. I think this has become my haven since moving here." Leo smiled and nodded, "Glad to hear you're enjoying it, that's what it's here for." It was his home, and he couldn't see himself being anywhere else.
"I think my pride is broken," Leo let out a laugh at that, "Well at least your humour isn't," He commented, tipping his hat to the amusement though - he could appreciate a person with a decent sense of humour, especially in the face of embarrassment. He hovered by the fence, not yet crossing the border of the school so that he being overly nosy. If he saw that the youngster needed help he'd hop over, but for now he was just a concerned citizen. He watched the boy sit up - and when he didn't immediately vomit or pass out, Leo figured that was another good sign. He could see the trickle of red from here though and he wrinkled his nose, "Is your nose broken?" He called out. He'd been presumptuous before and asked someone if their nose was 'always that crooked' and received a verbal lashing for it; so he remembered not to do that again next time. Lily had also told him off for it.
The kid seemed to notice the blood too and wiped it away - it didn't seem to be gushing from Leo's distance, so that meant probably not a broken nose. Lucky guy. Leo had done so a couple of times, to the point where he didn't know what his original nose had looked like. "Thankfully, he likes me enough that even when he dumps me, he'll come back to investigate." Leo chuckled at that and leaned forward, resting his forearms casually against the top rail of the fence. "Come back to check he didn't kill you yet?" He joked. Both of his would eventually, and surprisingly Phoenix would be more likely to return quicker than Hotpsur. "I'm Ronan, he's Max." Leo grinned, his usual boyish beam. "Nice to meet you both - I'm Leo." As the kid didn't seem to know him, unusual for him. "He doesn't have anything for you. I take it you ride here?" Leo nodded, his hand diving into his pocket and returning with a couple of fibre nuggets. "I actually do, if he'd be allowed a treat? I have a share in the place so I take full advantage and also ride,"
Mays will most definitely want to come, and we'll allow it - it'll be much less hassle for us both to just accept the inevitable. She'll find a way to come anyway. Extra bread? How cheap! Extra desert maybe...
And less deserts? That's how they get you man! Just like his owner... Phe is fat enough as it is, he puts on anymore weight and I'll be lifting him over the jumps
Leo was having a pretty decent morning, to tell the truth. It seemed unlikely, given that Lily had dumped some paperwork on his not theatrical plate earlier - he'd been in the middle of his bacon and all when she'd unceremoniously dropped it in front of him. He'd just about saved his breakfast. She hadn't seemed to care about dirtying the papers - apparently because they were his unfinished works, she was fed up of worrying about presentation, either that or she knew he'd save his food and therefore save the paperwork from getting grubby. He did love food... Granted, it was his unfinished works from last week but still - the audacity to ruin his favourite meal of the day. It hadn't dampened his spirit though. He wasn't even having a bad morning when one of the liveries horses trampled all over his damn feet (they were going to be hella colourful later), or when his horses nearly took off and pulled his arms out his sockets heading for the field. It was just one of those days where he was going to sing loud and proud and God save everyone's poor eardrums for the terrible attempt.
He had given his horses the day off, somewhat reluctantly, in order to sort out this paperwork farce for his sister. They could have done with the extra work honestly, Phoenix was particularly full of beans given the change in season, as he always felt the cold snap when October rolled around. Hotspur was less dramatic than his hot headed ginger friend, but no less excited about the change in weather. Leo battled to hang on to the prancing morons as he led them out to their fields and set them loose, giving a low whistle as they took off like a bullet from a gun, complete with tails over their backs and bucks that would threaten a rodeo bronc's career. As he was coming back along the path, he glanced in habit toward the arena's, spotting a lone rider working his horse outdoors.
At the side of the bang, his eyebrows shot up, and then he snickered. James' car must have been having some issues - again. When he was going to replace that crapped out old motor, Leo only knew. He wondered if he was waiting for someone to splash out on an expensive Christmas gift for him. Leo considered how amusing it would be to buy him a toy one instead and wrap that up. Even funnier if he first handed him a set of real keys and sent him outside to try and find a car that wasn't there. “Fuck.” He blinked as he heard a voice and looked over just in time to see the horse make an impressive ditch of his rider, and then shoot across the school by itself. Leo pressed his lips together - funny but also not funny. He knew Lily would have his balls if he didn't go and check on the kid. Changing course, he picked up a light jog to reach the edge of the ring, leaning against the top rail of the fence. "That look like it hurt!" He called out, chuckling as the horse returned to his owner to check he wasn't broken. "Excellent recall you have there." He joked, "You alright?" He added, eyes sweeping over him and seeing that all legs and arms were at the correct angles at least. Good start.
Maybe she has and you haven't noticed yet... I did think Rico's legs were buckling the other day. Urgh that shithead. If only I could forget to feed the bugger; he doesn't give me a chance.
Of course it's simple! If you want to do it you make it work! The first step though is that you're game, because then the rest will just slot into place... I've got ideas.