Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

Talutah Markey

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 4, 2016 14:01:44 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Oct 4, 2016 14:01:44 GMT

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AND HOW YOU MEET THE MORNING,
YOU GAILY SWING ALONG

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Everything about barns was so nice. They were quiet, serene places —

The horse booked it around the paddock. Behind it came a pair of running feet accompanied by panting. “NO STOP RUNNING—”

— especially in the morning right before feeding time. The horses were all out in their paddocks, and —

"NO LISTEN I’M GOOD I GOT THIS"
"KID YOU CLEARLY DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING"
"IT’LL GET TIRED EVENTUALLY RIGHT"

The hoofbeats continued. A world-weary groan echoed from the center of the paddock.

— and the world was all at —

"IT’S A PREY ANIMAL. WHEN YOU CHASE A PREY ANIMAL, THEY RUN.”
“NO IT’S FINE HE’LL TAKE THE WORMING MEDICINE HE LIKES ME I PROMISE —”

— all at p—

"LISTEN KID IF YOU DON’T STOP RUNNING I WILL COME OVER THERE AND GRAB YOU”

— at pea—

"MA’AM WITH ALL DUE RESPECT I GREW UP WITH HORSES YOU JUST HAVE TO CHASE THEM UNTIL THEY GET TIRED”
“WITH NO DUE RESPECT YOU CANNOT LISTEN TO DIRECTIONS GIVEN TO CONTINUE YOUR EXISTENCE ON THIS ROCK AND WILL NOT BE HIRED AFTER TODAY”

— … never mind.

Talutah, arms akimbo, glared at the young idiot attempting to outrun a horse. Not only had he managed to rile up one horse, the rest of them were now going crazy, because oh boy oh boy a Thing Is Happen is Bad Happen. So now, on top of everything else, she had to calm them all down, and she had that customer coming in today. Fabulous.
“Kid. Stop chasing the horse, give me the wormer, and get off this property.” The child slowed down, and she stood in the paddock until he walked over and handed her the paste. "I'll do you the courtesy of not mentioning this to any employers you might want to apply to. Past that, I don't want to see your face around here until you learn something about how to responsibly care for animals. Okay? Now, I'm going to go clean up your mess. Oh, and if you see the customer I now have to handle on my own, I want you to send her back here."
Today is my favorite. I love today.

[attr="class","nerinascrollnotes"]Farrah Abad ~ have fun with horses because let me tell you I am going to learn you a thing

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LAST EDIT: Oct 4, 2016 14:28:19 GMT by Talutah Markey

Farrah Abad

This is my horse. Her name is-... fuck.

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 5, 2016 19:02:35 GMT

Post by Farrah Abad on Oct 5, 2016 19:02:35 GMT

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So, apparently, screaming was a thing that horses did now, unless of course, that was someone else screaming. Farrah had been entering the horse ranch (they're called that, right? Farrah doesn't know how to horse.), but she was halted by the sound of screaming and very loud horse neighing- or was it screeching? She didn't know.

As she had been staring, confused, at the barn, a young child came out of the barn. He looked pretty put down, probably the cause of all the screaming if Farrah had to guess, but he seemed to brighten up momentarily when he saw her until he realized something. What it was, she didn't know. He told her about the horse lady- T... t something.... being in the back, so she went to "the back". Wherever that was.

Thankfully, the difference between horse and Hylian was fairly obvious, so finding the only two legged creature in a big barn was pretty easy. To her great and utter confusion, this girl was really tall. Like tall tall. Taller than Farrah (which wasn't hard to accomplish). What has this lady been eating?

Shaking her head of her plainly obvious disbelief, Farrah knocked on some nearby wood. "Hello? I was told to come back here? Dunno if it's obvious or not, but I'm looking for a horse."

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LAST EDIT: Oct 5, 2016 19:02:55 GMT by Farrah Abad

Talutah Markey

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 5, 2016 22:33:15 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Oct 5, 2016 22:33:15 GMT

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AND HOW YOU MEET THE MORNING,
YOU GAILY SWING ALONG

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As Farrah left the back barn and noticed the lone other human out there, she'd likely have also noticed that said human was injecting what looked like a lot of paste into a less-than-willing horse's mouth. Tally sighed and grabbed the gelding's halter, walking him towards the gate. "Hey. It's nice to meet you," she said, raising her voice enough so that it would carry without scaring the animal. "I hope you don't mind walking, because this bozo decided to run himself silly, and if I don't get him to cool off, he'll cramp up. You know how it is." Unlocking the gate, Tally grabbed a rope hanging from the fence. "I'm Talutah Markey -- call me Tally, call me Markey, whatever you prefer -- and boy, is it ever good to see another Gerudo around here. It's kinda lonely, y'know?" she joked. Apparently she was over the kid's behavior from earlier already. "So, you're looking for a horse. That mean you lost one, or you have one here, or you're looking to buy one?" As she talked, she walked, occasionally giving the horse a light tug on the rope to keep him moving. Quietly, and without being super obvious, she gave the short woman a once-over. How is she not cold? She must be freezing. Her hair is super long, though. Maybe it keeps her warm...? (Her hair is so pretty.) But she doesn't... look like a rider. She looks almost... not uncomfortable, but... no, she hasn't spent much time around horses, has she...? "How much experience do you have with horses, by the way?"

[attr="class","nerinascrollnotes"]Farrah Abad ~ have fun with horses because let me tell you I am going to learn you a thing

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Farrah Abad

This is my horse. Her name is-... fuck.

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 6, 2016 15:18:06 GMT

Post by Farrah Abad on Oct 6, 2016 15:18:06 GMT

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"Farrah Abad, and it's nice to meet you too. I'll be fine to walk with you, by the way." Farrah smiled softly at the other Gerudo. As the girl inquired as to what she meant by "looking for a horse", Farrah laughed. "I'm here to buy one. If I had lost my horse, I'd probably force my mother and her boyfriend into helping me find said horse."

And she had not been oblivious to the once over. Farrah pays close attention to those that she addresses. However, there was no offense taken. Like the tall girl, Farrah was also curious about other people and needed to look at them a little to take them in.

Although, Farrah glanced down at her dark blue bedlah, she supposed she wasn't in the most proper attire for her fiture activities. The professional horse lady had some pants and a shirt on after all. Farrah's outfit was more for comfort and dancing. It was her everyday wear though, so she would have to get used to riding a horse in it anyways.

"How much experience do you have with horses, by the way?"

"None." Came the older woman's immediate reply. "However, I hope you can help me change that. I understand if you would prefer I had more experience with horses before buying one. I'm up for any training you need me to do." Her grin widened as she looked to the horse that was with the two girls.

"After all. How am I supposed to make a friend if I don't put some work into it?"

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Talutah Markey

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 9, 2016 6:19:23 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Oct 9, 2016 6:19:23 GMT

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AND HOW YOU MEET THE MORNING,
YOU GAILY SWING ALONG

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Tally sucked a breath between her teeth. "'None' isn't the best way to start out, especially if you're looking to buy a horse, Farrah -- may I call you Farrah? There are a lot of horses that are good for beginners, but usually, they're old, and somewhat dulled down by years of work. They'll still make good companions, but it's just not safe for them to work too much. Also..." She fiddled with the reins, trying to decide how to phrase her next sentence. "We aren't, ah, the kind of barn where you buy a horse. There are breeding barns, and show barns, and boarding barns -- the first sell, the second host, and the third home, if you get my meaning." Goddess, I hope she gets my meaning. That was REALLY badly phrased. Where is my head? "But there is a great breeders' barn out at the edge of the Lanayru Province. I mean. Well." The other woman could probably smell the waffling in her tone. "I think they're great, but, uh, it's my family's barn. So I might be a little biased. We breed Arabians and Arab crosses, like my horse, Gizbar." Tally gestured at the barn. "He was a handful, but I trained him myself. I spent years working with him to make us into the team we are now, and we're a great one!" Clearly, this horse meant a lot to the girl.
"Now, as for getting you a horse... it'll be tough with no experience. I've never taught lessons, but we do have an arena on the property, and, I mean..." Twisting the rope in her hands, she went on. "I guess I could let you ride Gizbar... he's so good with beginners..."
Tally sighed and furrowed her brow, but the actions seemed somehow disconnected from the previous statement. Her mind was racing. If she does take me up on lessons, I might have to hire someone who can help me out in the mornings. I can't afford another kid -- maybe I ask one of the frequent boarders if they can come in and help out, and I'll lower their rate a rupee or 20? No, no, they probably haven't dealt with groups of horses before... What about if I taught her? No, she looks delicate. A broken toe or three, a kick to the shin, and she'd probably lose all interest. I need someone who knows how to handle animals... oh. Tally mentally hit herself on the forehead. Or I could just ask her to come in the afternoon. Nice, genius.
"If you really are interested, you're going to need lessons. I don't know good teachers around here, but I'd be willing to try. What do you think?"

[attr="class","nerinascrollnotes"]Farrah Abad ~ thinkin' I'm going to put more formatting in to differentiate between text and thought, and I like the bold over, say, colors, I think. thoughts?

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LAST EDIT: Oct 9, 2016 6:20:34 GMT by Talutah Markey

Farrah Abad

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 14, 2016 14:40:28 GMT

Post by Farrah Abad on Oct 14, 2016 14:40:28 GMT

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It was quite obvious that this girl, Tally, was not all too impressed with Farrah's lack of training. Although, from what she garnered from her first response, the taller girl was only worried about the horse themselves. If Farrah did indeed end up getting an older horse, it wouldn't be good for them to be as active as she needed them to be.
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As the other red head went on to explain the different barns, Farrah's head only seemed to tilt to the side more and more. She was confused, that's for sure, but it was more of a confusion as to why they needed so many barns. Couldn't they just all be in one place? It would make things easier.
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Being the good listener that she was, the older girl let Tally speak, holding her thoughts until the end. It wasn't like she had much to say. Farrah was as knowledgeable about horses as she was about fish. She knew they were animals, and she knew that they were alive.
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"...What do you think?"
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Her first action was to poke between the girl's furrowed brows, trying to ease them away, like it would calm the girl down. "I don't know about you, but that was a lot of information to take in. Like I said, I would be up for training, and if you would offer to train me, I would take you up on that. We can talk about buying a horse when you deem me ready to own one. For now, calm down a little. Perhaps we could go get something to eat? Talk about it there?"
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Farrah's hands had moved back to her side at this point, and she hummed. "It doesn't have to be now, but when you're free we could. I'd like to get to know you more. Else wise, you could end up being a crazy person that ends up stealing my money."

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LAST EDIT: Oct 14, 2016 14:41:06 GMT by Farrah Abad

Talutah Markey

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 18, 2016 13:19:00 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Oct 18, 2016 13:19:00 GMT

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AND HOW YOU MEET THE MORNING,
YOU GAILY SWING ALONG

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"I... I never thought... You're right. Guess I'm too used to horse people trusting me on sight."[break]
Of course, the minute the girl had poked her forehead, Tally's eyebrows changed from a frown to an inquisitive quirk, then settled back to their usual positions. "Sorry. That was more for my benefit than yours. I tend to think out loud. I think... Would you be willing to wait a little bit? I'd be happy to slip out, if you'd like to get breakfast, but I need to make sure the hands are here and know I'm gone." She took a moment to look over the gelding. He was breathing normally again, and she turned around and started walking him towards the paddock. "Plus, this guy needs to go home and drink some water before he goes in." He'd probably be fine, but she didn't want to take that risk. "When horses run like that, their muscles get tired and their blood gets toxic. Gotta walk 'em out so they don't cramp up and then let 'em drink water to flush all that junk out of their blood. Otherwise..." Tally drew a finger across her throat. "That's why you can't ride a horse too hard. I'm no doc, but I'm pretty sure that's how it works for humans, too." The gelding tripped and looked over his shoulder at her like she made him do it. She snorted and patted his neck. "Yeah, buddy, we're talkin' about you. You and your big legs."[break]
They reached the paddock gate, and Tally let the horse back in, slipping his halter smoothly over his head. As she locked the gate, she turned back to her customer. "Farrah, want to take a walk through the barn? I can introduce you to some of the horses while we wait."

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Farrah Abad

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LAST EDIT: Oct 20, 2016 14:02:54 GMT by Talutah Markey

Farrah Abad

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 24, 2016 19:02:44 GMT

Post by Farrah Abad on Oct 24, 2016 19:02:44 GMT

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"It's no problem, Tally, and I would be fine with waiting for you." Farrah chuckled at Tally's... well... Tallyness, and waved her hand dismissively. She seemed very sporadic and everywhere at once, but amusing nonetheless. Not to mention, she seemed very passionate about horses, and cares a lot for them. "You take care of the horse first, and then we can do our own thing."
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Farrah calmly followed after the taller Gerudo, only stopping the once when the horse tripped. The redhead, the shorter one, would watch as Tally did her horse thing and freed him of the... whatever was on him. Note: learn horse terms.
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"Farrah, want to take a walk through the barn? I can introduce you to some of the horses while we wait."
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"I would love to! I don't guarentee much quality conversation about them, but feel free to just gush about them. It's always adorable when I see people go on and on about the things they love." After all, it was hard to find something that you loved so much. Farrah would know.

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Talutah Markey

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Oct 25, 2016 0:22:31 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Oct 25, 2016 0:22:31 GMT

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AND HOW YOU MEET THE MORNING,
YOU GAILY SWING ALONG

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["Fantastic! I'd love to introduce you to my babi- I mean, our boarders." She actually hadn't meant to say that. Whoops. "Aaaaaaanyway though um, right, we're a boarding barn. That means that when people come to Castle Town, they can store their horses here since they can't just leave them places in case they run off or get stolen." Tally led them to the front of the barn. "Most horses here only stay for a day or two, but we get a lot of returning customers. And then, of course, there's my boy, but he's special." [break]As they walked, it became clear how fiercely Tally loved horses. Her eyes lit up and she went on and on, telling stories about each individual horse, even those that had only come in a day or two ago. She knew everything about them, from their names, to their ages, to the best way to ride them. "And this idiot…"[break]
The longer Farrah spent in the barn, the clearer Tally's horse-craziness would become, especially when they finally encountered her horse.
"This is Gizbar." And she just looked. That look was more telling than anything she'd said, anything she'd done that entire time (and it had been a long time). "He's my boy. C'mere, bud! Coooooommmmere!" The horse, quite pleased to crunch away on his hay, didn't move. "Aw, Gizzy, you're breaking my heart!" She slid the stall door open, dramatically "collapsing" against the horse's flank. "Tearing me to pieces!" She threw her head to the side and clutched her heart with a hand. The horse sighed, clearly quite used to this. "Ripping my soul to—" Finally, he lifted his head to check out what exactly was happening against his side, only to notice the newcomer. He moved to blow some hot air in Farrah's face, then returned immediately to his hay. "He likes you!" she grinned.[break]
Finally, not too long after, the hands all arrived, and Farrah was saved from any further babbling. The young manager asked her to wait by the front, then organized her troops and sent them off. Minutes later, she returned. "So, Farrah! Where do you want to go?".

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Farrah Abad

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notes: me

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Farrah Abad

This is my horse. Her name is-... fuck.

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Nov 16, 2016 20:00:37 GMT

Post by Farrah Abad on Nov 16, 2016 20:00:37 GMT

i'M THAT IDIOT THAT WOULD RUN TOWARDS YOU EVEN IF YOU WERE CLEARLY DANGEROUS

What a cute slip up. The horses are her babies? It must be the same way that Farrah adores cats! As the taller Gerudo explained to Farrah everything to do with the barn and the horses, she could only nod and follow. It wasn't a secret that Farrah knew nothing about horses, so there wasn't much to contribute to the conversation

"And this idiot…"

A yes. Farrah did that to her cats too. They weren't really stupid...

"This is Gizbar. He's my boy. C'mere, bud! Coooooommmmere!"

Farrah watched as the horse didn't respond to his friend's call. With a snort, Farrah made a comparison. "Cats and horses are alike in some ways, huh?" The clearly "distraught" maiden leaned against the stall door and dramatically spoke to the horse. Of course, the large animal didn't seem to care much. Cats and horses really are alike. So alike it's scary... There was a puff of warm air in her face and Farrah's eyes widened at the large snout.

"He likes you!"

"Of course he does." The red head smiled at the enthusiastic girl. Not many people were like her, and honestly it was a refreshing change of pace. They continued horsing around until the rest of the staff appeared and the stable hand did her thing. Not long after, they were on they way out of the barn's vicinity.

"We could always go find a nice little restaurant. It is around lunch time...ish. It counts." She looked at the bright blue sky. Not noon, but clearly not night. "I don't come to town too often, I do live in the desert, so if you have any nice places to go to, that would be okay!"

Talutah Markey

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Talutah Markey

no, I will not "step on you".

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AGE:21 yrs old

WRITTEN:33 posts

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Four Feet are Better Than Two (Farrah, Closed)

POSTED ON Jan 4, 2017 15:24:27 GMT

Post by Talutah Markey on Jan 4, 2017 15:24:27 GMT

MORNING GLORY

"Oh! Uh..." She absently patted Gizbar's side, thinking over the names of restaurants she'd seen. "Honestly, I haven't lived here long. I grew up on my parents' ranch out east, and they knew someone who was able to give me this job. Why don't we explore together?" she offered. I hope she doesn't take that as a bad sign. She really seems like she'd do well with a horse.
Tally slid out of her horse's stall, leaving him with a blown kiss and a wave. "If you wouldn't mind waiting in the front, I'd like to talk to some of the staff." She trotted off to gather everyone up (worse than herding cats, these kids) and assigned some chores, then set the rest to cleaning tack or exercising horses. "... and don't forget, Comet's mom is coming to pick him up at three. Make sure he is brushed and actually eats his hay!" she said, walking backwards toward the lobby. "Sorry to keep you. They're good kids, really, but they get distracted. Shall we, then?" The girl gathered up her cloak (just in case) and opened the door for her companion. "It really is nice weather we're having for so late in the season."

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NOTES she knows nothing

PHARAOH LEAP.

LAST EDIT: Jan 4, 2017 15:25:52 GMT by Talutah Markey