Outside Chupacabra cabin: Tuesday afternoon

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

With no classes on Tuesday, there was nothing that he had to do. Karal was fairly certain he was never going to get used to that but, after much urging from Altra, he was making the attempt.

It was a beautiful day and he was currently sitting against a tree behind Chupacabra cabin, in riding clothes rather than his robes, holding Trenor on a long line so he could graze at the edge of the clearing.

There was a bright beam of sunlight shining on him, making him sleepy and warm, Trenor occasionally whickered happily, and he was rereading the Tale of Gregori.

Maybe having nothing to do wasn't quite so bad.

[ooc: open to anyone!]

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[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna found herself at Chupacabra again before her Arts and Crafts workshop. Didn't understand why; she was just walking and happened there again, and took a seat. She looked almost helplessly at the boy sitting there reading, apologetically because she really didn't know why she'd stopped there; she just did. Nothing to contribute, no reason to, really...just...was....

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor snorted at the new arrival, pulling Karal's head up from his book to see what had prompted it.

He smiled shyly at the girl when he saw her. "Hello."

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna nodded back. "Hello."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

He closed his book, carefully marking his place. "My name is Karal, and that is Trenor," he said pointing at the horse. "Are you waiting for somebody?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"It is nice to meet you, Karal." She nodded also to the horse. "Trenor. My name is Setsuna. And, no...I was just killing some time before my workshop."

She decided not to mention the fact that this particular cabin seemed to be having an effect on her these last few days, because it seemed silly. Plus it was utterly unexplainable and a total inside canon joke.

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

Neil was making his way back to Sphinx after having been in town mailing an update letter to his father.

Such letters inevitably resulted in his face being set in a pensive frown as he walked along with his hands in his pockets. However the sight of a horse was a new one and it did cause him to pause and blink a couple of times.

"Goodness."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal glanced up in some concern. "Are you all right?"

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

His gaze lingered on the horse for a moment before Neil turned towards the young man who had spoken and he smiled ato Karal.

"Yes, yes. I apologize, just of everything I've seen on Fandom to date I realized I hadn't seen a horse. Heard about one, earlier in the semester but I don't believe I ever saw him."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Oh! That wasn't Trenor, then. We only arrived last week," he explained. "My name is Karal, from Karse. And yes, so far he does seem to be the only one." He smiled at him, and offered shyly, "Would you like to meet him?"

[iftheseshadows.livejournal.com]

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Karal. I'm Neil Perry from 1950." Which seemed to work as the best short explination.

Stepping forward, he wasn't sure about shaking hands, since he'd learned that not everybody did that all over the universe so instead he sketched Karal a polite bow and smiled with open, easy friendliness.

"I'd love to."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana was walking around the cabins, enjoying the day when she saw the horse and couldn't help but head towards it. "Oh," she breathed. "Isn't he beautiful!"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal looked up from his book and smiled, his shyness partly overcome by the compliment. "Thank you," he said. "His name is Trenor, and I'm Karal. He came with me from home."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Trenor..." Lana smiled at the boy, but most of her attention was on the horse. "I wish I could have brought my horse from home."

"I'm sorry," she said ruefully. "I'm being rude. Hello, Karal. My name is Lana."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Glory, you're not being rude in the slightest!" He stood up, brushed himself off, and went to lead Trenor closer. "I know what it's like to miss your horse. And Trenor here is far more interesting that I," he said lightly. "Please, feel free to spend some time with him. I chose him from the Temple stables when I was eleven and I've had him ever since. What was your horse like?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana stretched out a hand slowly towards Trenor. "Donatello? He's wonderful. I've had him for more than 10 years now, part of why I left him back home where things are familiar. I used to compete in equestrian events on him. He never led me wrong."

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

After finishing up with her gremlin in a jar craft, Will made her way back to her cabin. On the way to Keroppi, she passed by the Chupacabra and spotted a very relaxed Karal outside.

"You look like you're comfortable there," she said.

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon, Will." He smiled up at her, looking both shy and a little sleepy. "And I think I am, maybe for the first time. How has your day been?"

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

"Not bad so far. I met Mr Rogers who teaches art and doesn't wear a sweater vest, and made a gremlin in a jar," she said, holding up her glittery art project.

Her eyes followed the reins in his hand over to where Trenor was grazing. "Oh hey, you didn't mention that you had both a horse and a cat."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal sat up straighter to admire her art project. "It's very bright," he said, puzzling over it. "Is that glitter? And should I ask what a gremlin is?"

Setting his book aside, he stood up and clucked at Trenor, who ambled over. "This is Trenor. I brought him with me from home."

[notawitch.livejournal.com]

"It is! You should be carefully, though; has anyone told you about glitter around here?" she said. "Gremlins are little green things that ... live? Lived? Did live and may still live in the school. If they bite you, you'll go crazy for a while."

She smiled at the horse as he walked over, and felt the temptation to try and pat him & feed him a blade of grass. "He's a lovely looking horse. Is he friendly?"

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

Charlie was wandering, having decided to meet a couple people outside of her cabin now. The sight of the pretty horse had her stopping and smiling. "Hey, boy. How are you?" Then she noticed the owner and waved. "Hi, I'm Charlie. Beautiful horse."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Trenor, recognising someone who might be convinced to give him scratches, started to walk over.

Karal stood and went to intercept him. "Hello, Charlie. Thank you. With all the attention he's received today, I suspect he now thinks so too. My name is Karal, and this is Trenor."

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

Charlie reached up to pat Trenor, and murmured, "Hello, Trenor, hello," while patting his nose. "He's yours? They let you keep him while you're here?"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"He's been mine since I was eleven, yes. And there are even stables, near the dormitory building. I'm very grateful," he said. "Without Trenor, well," he looked at his feet, "this would have been far stranger."

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

"I completely get that," Charlie said, scratching Trenor's brow ridges. "I'm jealous, I didn't have a horse or pet to bring with me. The only horse I had was sold years ago. Is it okay if I visit Trenor, and bring him apples sometime?" she asked, looking hopeful. "And where are you from?"