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Post by Sir Kiefer on Jul 22, 2005 14:19:19 GMT -5
Kiefer grinned to himself as he rode into these Grounds looking quietly across the arena and slightly into where people would be seated. He released a content sigh swinging his left leg half-way over Dolore's crest, resting his jaw in his hand just absorbing the atmosphere. His fingers slowly played with his blonde bristled facial hair, quickly he dropped his leg back and shoved his foot in the stirrup throwing his hands toward Dolore's ears and hugged his heels into his barrel urging him foward into a hand-gallop taking him along the right side of the divider of the jousting ring.
Dolore's strides lengthened as his haunches rippled as he continued to dig deep into the sod below. The reins were drawn back slowly and the stallion came to an abrupt halt, pivoting on his hind into a rear Kiefer drove him foward again as usual enjoying the feeling and the sound of the wind as it whistled and hissed.
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Post by ..Kiala.. on Jul 22, 2005 16:30:59 GMT -5
Kiala's black moppy hair stuck to the back of her sweating neck, for it was humid and moggy out. Her long, airy black, navy, and white skirt billowed softly as she walked casually around the grounds. Her eyes were alight with mischief, her being in a cunning mood that afternoon, as she brushed off a silky hair from her white red-buttoned vest. She walked up to the chipped green gate, and leaned her palid arms across a post, wrapping her antique ring-clad hand around the smoothed head. Kiala smiled to herself as she watched the knight and his fluid movements with the fae. She sighed only slightly, for she had always admired the beauty and strength of horses, but never had enough time or money to care for them.
((no muse, i apologize. and i will be away all weekend, and im just too lazy to go to the Away board..so yeah..just telling everyone who may accidently stumble upon this post))
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Post by keiratavin on Jul 22, 2005 22:17:08 GMT -5
Keira strode up on her tall, leggy gray. She spotted someone in the arena and squinted, trying to make out who it was. The wind gently tossled her hair, pulling bits out of her hastily done braid. She brushed a strand out of her eyes and smiled in delight. It was Kiefer, the man she had met in the stables the other day, he also was mounted upon a gorgeous gray, Dolore, she recalled. She trotted in, hoping he was in the mood to joust, for she was, as always, ready to have a go.
" Hello!"
she called, as she rode across the ring, gently rising and falling in the saddle with her horse's stride.
"You up for a fight?"
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Post by Sir Kiefer on Aug 11, 2005 10:25:40 GMT -5
(ooc: I am so sorry! I haven't been on in so long, I forgot the url and managed to find it on another website finally)
Kiefer brought Dolore up to an abrupt halt. A smile crossed his lips as he saw Keira again listening closely to what she was yelling, and he nodded smile had broadened into a large grin it had been ages since he had last jousted.
[ Hail! And of 'course! ]
He manage to call back beneath his swiftly shifting mount. Fingers caressed the reins and Dolore's head shot down slightly above his withers and arched his neck, hills pressed gently into the mounts side urging him forward at a trot which soon developed into a pranced trot as they approached Keira.
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Post by atiana on Aug 13, 2005 23:43:57 GMT -5
((no problem, I figured it was something like that! oh, and I know this says atiana- but it's keira))
Keira grinned as she heard his reply. He seemed to be a worthy enough opponent-but that remained to be proven. She clucked softly to her mount. He knew what lay ahead. His muscles bunched and he sprang forward into a smooth trot. She rose and fell gently in the saddle as they approached Kiefer.
((we need to be on at the same time one day! i'll be on tomorrow sometime... this is hard- lol))
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