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Date Posted: 15:19:15 01/01/02 Tue
Author: Rachel Clearwater
Author Host/IP: 142.165.26.179
Subject: Accomodation.

To the open doorway of the barn a pair of creatures strides, a young woman in tan leather jacket and a sporthorse at her side. Rachel heads towards the warm and welcoming barn at a steady pace, surprised at the decidedly cooperative behavior of her usually rebellious dark chocholate gelding along his short trip from the trailer in the near distance to the wine red building looming before her. A bunched handful of leadrope is held in a balled fist to the black haired waitress' left, while her right hand grasps a short length of the material closer to her westphalian's muzzle, as to direct him with furthermore ease - and have a better chance of keeping him in check should he decide to be mischeivious. A glance is sent down to the well-built gelding's solid hooves, to make sure they weren't straying too close to her bluegray and white sneakers.

As the open doorway is reached, Rachel whispers for a halt to her horse. In stillness the young woman stands, observing the building's well kept interior, and the many inhabitants scattered throughout the large amount of stalls, ranging in size. Three conversing warmbloods and a pug pup are spotted further down the line, and for a moment the Clearwater girl dwells on this sight, before returning her gaze to the handsome bay to her right.

"You like this place as much as me, Normandy?"

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