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| Isaura | May 26 2008, 11:18 AM |
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(OOC: I'm so sorry for the long wait! Someone hit me if I take this long to reply again )Typical typical typical. A lovely day off and it was ruined, as usual, by work. Isaura vaguely wondered if her father even knew what the term 'day-off' meant. Turning, she frowned slightly at the stubborn animal behind her. Deos continued to move at the slowest pace possible toward their destination; home. The young woman leading him grumbled impatiently about "stubborn creatures" and "trading in for a smarter horse as soon as the money is available" (which was, of course, just her frustration leaking out. In honesty, she loved the old horse dearly). Looking up into the early afternoon sky, one hand raised to shield her eyes, she admired the azure blue sky as she went. Cloudless, just as she liked it best. 'Well', She thought to herself, large eyes narrowed slightly as she looked back down to street level, 'at least I can enjoy some city scenery before I head off again...' When Deos stopped again, she came very close to stomping her foot in a childish manner. Gods, she just wanted to get home so she could have some time to go out WITHOUT a business orientated purpose. She spun round, trying to see what the horse was up to this time. If the old thing had found another abandoned bit of straw or hay on the ground he wanted to chew, she would... ooooh. She let out a sharp breath to calm herself. What Isaura saw slightly surprised her; but only slightly. Deos, distracted by another horse, who was held by a man who was leaning against the wall of a building, who seemed to have a headache, judging by the way he was massaging his temples. Wonderful. Someone who at this point in time seemed to share her pain. She saw him tug the animal's rein, and heard his comment. She smirked; judging from it, she could guess that his horse was as stubborn as hers, albeit a much younger equine. "Deos", She said lightly, though her command turned into more of a whine towards the end, "Come on. I have places to be." Needless to say, the horse ignored her, much to her exasperation. Edited by Isaura, May 26 2008, 11:18 AM.
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