Feeling Neigh-borly { OPEN! }

[Jynx Winters]

The nerve of him!

Jynx stomped through the snow, making loud crunching footfalls as she went. She had been with a male friend of hers, and he had insisted that she not care so much about appearances. Ha! Who did he think he was, telling her, Jynx Winters, not to care about appearances? Appearances were the Cosmetic Arts' major's life, and he tried to tell her they were important?

Appearances were everything to her. She wouldn't just toss them away because he thought it was a cute little idea or virtue or some other crap like that. Why would she listen to such blabbering? The idea was absurd!

Jynx had stomped away from him after yelling at him that he simply did not understand how things worked. Now she was near the horse stables of Pallet. She could smell it without even looking up. She had never really been into horses all that much - they just hadn't interested her other than the idea of a handsome prince on a gallant white steed sweeping her away, but that wasn't really related. When she reached a fence, she looked up. There were a few horses in the pasture, huddled around the straw distributer in the snow. She settled her chin on the fence while she let her frustration and indignation simmer.

One of the horses, a brown one (she knew they had specific color names for horses, but brown was good enough), looked up at her. It snorted and started trotting over curiously to get a good look at her. Perhaps it thought she had food. Jynx was still stewing, and didn't notice it fully approaching until she felt its warm breath sniffing at her blonde hair curiously.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" She turned her head to the side, still resting on her crossed arms on the fence, and looked at the horse disbelievingly. Brownie the horse didn't seem bothered by her look or her words, though, and sniffed at her again. She closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose against the wind of his sniff and lifted her head off of the fence, drawing away.

"Look, I'm not in the mood, all right?" Jynx attempted to explain, but Brownie wasn't interested in her explanation. It stuck its head through the fence boards and sniffed at her pockets, pushing her generously weighted sides to see if she had any hidden suger.

"EEP!" Jynx let out a brief but shrill cry of dismay. "What are you doing? Do you have any idea how much this cost? Get your ugly nose out of there! Help! Someone get this thing away from meee!"

Jynx tried to step away from the fence and ended up tripping backwards and landing on her bum in the snow. The horse snorted at her once, and then pulled its head back through and hung it over the fence.

"Oh, I bet you think you're so damn clever..." Jynx grumbled as she tried to pull herself out of the snow.

Summary:

[/i] Jynx is mad because her male friend tried to tell her appearances were everything. Because she got mad, she stormed off and ended up at Pallet High's stables. She leans on the fence of the pasture, and a horse (a brown one she nicknames Brownie) comes over and sniffs at her. He sticks his head through the gap in the fenceboards and tries to stick his head into her pocket to take out any sugar she might have. Jynx screams in panic, and falls over. The horse now has his head over the fence and is watching as she grumbles and tries to stand up.
Comments:[/i] Oh, Jynx. XD
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[Victoria Drago]

I figured that I had time to kill so I went to the pastures. I had heard that the school had some horses so I had to investigate. I put on my purple parka and black snow pants and snow boots, grabbed some apples and sugar cubes and headed over there.

When I heard the shrike, I made a mad dash to where I heard it. When I got there, I gave a small giggle as I saw one of the browns investigating this girl, then laughed as she tried to get away but stumbled and fell. I ran over and offered her a hand up. "Need a hand?" I asked her with a grin and handed one of my apples to the horse. "I'm Victoria by the way. You can call me Vicky, or Amy if you prefer."

Summery:Amy's board so she goes to see the horses, and offers Jynx some help up.

Note:=w= I am happy, it is snowing!

[Jynx Winters]

Jynx was grumbling angrily about horses and how they were messing up her clothes when a hand appeared in front of her. She had been so busy being grumpy she hadn't noticed the feet approaching her, but she saw a young girl with a purple parka and black pants offering her a hand up. Thought she wasn't sure if she liked the purple and black combination - too much like a bruise, in her view - she accepted the hand up and started dusting herself off once she got to her feet.

"Thanks," She mumbled to the girl, who introduced herself as Vicky, or Amy. She decided Vicky. She didn't want to remember two names. "Stupid horse." She growled. Her clothes were going to be wet - clearly the animal didn't know what he had just ruined.

"Why are you feeding him? He's a mangey, nosy little... pest!" Jynx protested, walking toward the girl to try and stop her from giving the apple to the horse. She had other words that might have been more appropriate for what she thought of that animal, but she refrained from using them. Now now, Jynx, there are children here. She could imagine her mother's reprimand and tried to breath to gain control of her irritation.


Summary:

[/i] Gets up, grumbles about horses. Protests Vicky's feeding of the horse. xP
Comments:[/i] <3
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[Nick Alaric]

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[atrb=style, width: 3px; background-color: FFF205]	[atrb=style, width: 3px; background-color: 000000]	[atrb=style, width: 3px; background-color: c627ff]	[atrb=style, width: 3px; background-color: A7F2EB]	[atrb=style, width: 65px]	[atrb=style, height: 340px; background-color: FFF205; border: 4px dotted #000000; opacity: 0.59] Ugh his hair was a mess. The day was cold, and Nick was too lazy to actually shower and then go through the process of straightening his hair. Usually, to go a day without bathing and prettying up was entirely against his beliefs. After all, if he was going to be famous in Japan, he had to look nice for them. But since he was neither famous nor in Japan, he figured that one day wouldn't ruin his chances. After donning a pair of boots, size 0 skinny jeans, a shirt-cardigan combination, and a creme colored scarf, he made his way outside into the snow. As the snow crunched beneath his feet, he pulled out his phone, deciding that his online profile could use 100+ more photos of him. The more the merrier. About twenty photos in of him, the snow, and him in the snow, he caught sight of the school stables. A thought struck him. Where there were stables, there were horses. And he could name a particular cousin of his who adored horses with every fiber of his being. Memories of going up to his aunt's house flooded his mind, and a melancholic smile found its way on his lips. He wanted to see his family soon. Hopefully they'd come down to Colorado, and he wouldn't have to go up to Idaho. His younger cousin, Riley, always wanted him to play 'horsey' with her. And of course, no one could say no to her adorable face. And he was often subjected to her childish torture by crawling around on his hands and knees while she sat on his back yelling "Hya, horsey!" Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he made his way over. Horses had a very distinct smell about them, and it hit him like a boulder the second he entered the stables. It was a very... organic smell, for the lack of a better word. He'd definitely have to bathe after this. As he made his way through, he snapped more photos. Partway through, he noticed that one of his stick-on gems had fallen off his phone and he frowned. That was going to bug him for all of eternity if he didn't fix it once he got back to his room. For the first time since voyaging outside of his dorm, he came across two others, one of which appeared to try and be feeding one of the horses. Figuring that Riley would be happy to see the horses being taken care of, he held up his phone and tapped the button to take a photo. "Are these horses owned?" he asked suddenly, approaching the two.
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[Victoria Drago]

"The reason it was snuffling you was because it wanted to see if you had any food." I told the girl.

I turned as the boy asked if the horses were owned. "Yeah, some belong to the school and some belong to the students." I told him and pulled another apple out and handed it to him. "You want to feed them? They are always looking for a snack." I said, giggling as the horse I just feed snuffled my hair. "Hey! That tickles!"

"I'm Victoria, but you can call me Vicky or Amy. What is your name?" I asked the boy with a smile as I stepped lightly away from the fence.

Summery: Amy likes horses.....

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