<font color=lightblue><font size=2>Continues to run to the back, where the small stable was. She quickly steps into the barn, slowing to a walk. She lets herself into Gold's stall, crooning to him 'fore she crumples to the bedding, a hand going to the horse's lowered head. She hated this, all of it.</font></font> -- Jude & James's Apartment

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Date Posted: 16:05:43 07/09/02 Tue
Author: James
Subject: Continues to run to the back, where the small stable was. She quickly steps into the barn, slowing to a walk. She lets herself into Gold's stall, crooning to him 'fore she crumples to the bedding, a hand going to the horse's lowered head. She hated this, all of it.

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He walks in, quickly going to Gold's stall and enters, lowering beside her. "James...?" (NT) -- Joey, 16:11:27 07/09/02 Tue
Head shakes, arms wrapping 'round her drawn up knees, chin resting 'pon them. She didn't know what exactly to say. (NT) -- James, 16:17:39 07/09/02 Tue
He pulls her into his lap, wanting desperatly to hold her. (NT) -- Joey, 16:25:31 07/09/02 Tue
Moves from him, rising and going to her horse, choking out a muffled, "No." She simply leans her head 'gainst Gold, horses were the only unchanging thing in her life, always would be. (NT) -- James, 16:29:44 07/09/02 Tue
He nods, standing. Slowly goes to the door, eyes on her. "Okay.." Opens the door and goes out, eyes misty..but trying to stay strong. He wouldn't give in like that..he wouldn't show how much it hurt. (NT) -- Joey, 16:32:56 07/09/02 Tue
She couldn't lose her best friend, it'd be too hard, he was her best friend, and at times, her only friend. Eyes squeeze shut, two single tears rolling down her cheeks, sniffing slightly. She never cried, she'd vowed not to get that close to people. Instead she'd gotten extremely close to two, and the thought of losing one of them hurt like hell. (NT) -- James, 16:36:18 07/09/02 Tue
He keeps walking, he knew where things stood, and he had to let go. Thinks for a moment, then knows exactly where to go. Sets back to the lodge..he'd find comfort there. (NT) -- Joey, 16:40:42 07/09/02 Tue
She was stubborn as a mule and had as much pride as stallion. Her number one rule was that if you push someone away, never go running after them. She stays next to her horse 'fore leading him out of his stall, ridding him of his halter 'fore swinging up, setting off at a gallop. (NT) -- James, 16:46:07 07/09/02 Tue
He'd already made it to the porch of the apt, but stops, watching her. Wipes at his face slowly, rubbing temples and eyes, then turns again, and goes to the lodge. (NT) -- Joey, 16:49:05 07/09/02 Tue