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The Stables, Thursday Morning

Thursday was another of Beauty's free days, and having promised Greatheart some extra time this morning, she was down in the stables bright and early. After taking a few moments to greet Trenor with a pat on the nose and an apple, she'd set about grooming the big gray until his coat shone, and now she was paying special attention to his slightly shaggy mane.

And, of course, regaling him about the adventures of her movie watching with Andrew the previous night. Star Crossed Lovers had been followed up by one of the James Bund movies, and although Beauty did agree with Andrew's appreciation for the lead actor, she had this odd feeling that he'd have been better blond.

[ooc: OPEN, especially for

misshargrove, but also for anyone else!]

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Since having spoken to Beauty about her horse and meeting up one morning, Annette made her way to the stables. She was dressed in riding pants and wearing her riding boots as well, just in case.

Entering the stables, she had a bag of sugar cubes in her hand and smiled wide when she saw Beauty. "Good morning!"

"...I think it's called something a heliocopper, I'll have to add that to my research list-"

Beauty's voice abruptly dropped off, and she peeked out from around Greatheart's bulk. "Annette! Good morning. I was just telling Greatheart about a movie I saw last night. How are you?"

Annette completely understood about talking to animals so it wasn't strange at all that she caught Beauty doing it. "I am very well, thank you! And yourself? What movie did you see last night and I'm guessing it had a helicopter in it?"

"Helicopter, yes! That's the word." Beauty rolled her eyes at herself and came over to greet Annette, giving Greatheart a pat on his flank as the big horse turned his head to see if the newcomer had brought along any treats.

"Andrew introduced me last night to movies and popcorn. We watched one based on Shakespeare, and then a James Bund movie, although I don't recall the ~~meta~~ name. It was amazing."

All in all, Wednesday had, in Beauty's mind, been a fantastic day.

She grinned at Beauty. "Helicopters are pretty cool," she said, checking out Greatheart. "He's huge and so beautiful!" Annette produced a sugar cube and held her palm under the softness of his mouth.

"Oooh, James Bund," she said, glancing over at Beauty. "The blonde one? Cause he's my favorite."

Greatheart happily lipped the sugar cube from Annette's palm, and then butted her gently with his head in a request for seconds.

"No, this one was dark-haired. I guess he's played by different actors? Andrew seemed partial to this one, a Timothy somethingorother. I think he would be interesting blond, though, wouldn't he?"

She watched Annette make friends with the big horse, smiling approvingly. "You look like you came dressed for riding."

Annette happily gave Greatheart another sugar cube, then she rubbed her hand over his nose and up his forehead. He was magnificent.

"Timothy Dalton. I like him too. I just happen to like the current James Bund better. Whoa, talk about a body. And yes," she grinned wide. "Very interesting."

Looking down at her riding attire, she beamed. "I sort of did, didn't I? Ooh, but no pressure to take him out or anything, Beauty. Just, you know, in case..."

"I'd like to keep you in the paddock at first, just to see how you handle him," Beauty said, letting Annette bond with the horse a bit while she went to fetch the tack. "But he needs the exercise, and I don't mind a bit if you ride him. Once I'm sure you know what you're doing."

She grinned at Annette to show that she was mostly teasing about that last bit.

"It's good to see you without your crutches. Are you doing all right lately?"

She laughed at Beauty's banter and continued to rub the big horse. "You want me to ride you, don't you sweetheart. Yes, I know it. But we'll go slow for now just like your mama says..." Okay, Annette liked talking to animals too.

"Thanks, and yes. The bruise is healing and I'm feeling better. Just the tiniest bit tender but nothing that limits me at all. I was at cheerleading practice yesterday and did fine."

While Annette chatted with the horse, Beauty saw to saddling him up. "That's good to hear, then. If you've got to walk everyplace you go, it must be hard to do it on crutches."

She patted Greatheart's neck when she was finished, and looked curiously at her friend. "What is cheerleading? And do you need a step?"

[ooc: Just so you know, Greatheart is over 18 hands tall. ;)]

"Yes, crutches are not fun - I stayed in my room most of the time," she answered with a wry grin.

"Cheerleading is a school activity where we get together and... cheer. Yay! That sort of stuff. We do stunts and flips and jumps and cheer. It's great fun. You ought to come watch a practice some Wednesday afternoon. Oh, yes, please. I'm sort of on the short side."

"Sort of acrobatics then?" It sounded interesting, although Beauty wasn't sure she understood the 'Yay!' part of things. "Why do you do it?"

She fetched Annette a step and held Greatheart's head while the girl mounted up. Not that the horse needed it, he was perfectly steady and content to stand still. Once Annette was settled and ready, Beauty stepped away to watch with a critical eye.

"Yes, exactly." Annette blinked at that question. "Because it's fun and shows school spirit!"

Annette mounted easily with the help of the step and she took hold of the reins and clicked her tongue, ready to take a turn around the paddock.

(eeep. new comp and I have riding icons on my other one!)

That didn't really tell Beauty much about the why behind cheerleading. Or maybe it was just that she didn't see how acrobatics and 'school spirit' were related.

She waved Annette on to take a slow turn around the paddock, hoisting herself up onto the top rail to watch. "Maybe I will come and watch sometime. Have you been doing anything interesting outside of class?"

"Do you like glitter, Beauty? We cheerleaders love it. In fact most of Fandom loves it."

Greatheart was so tall that even though Annette felt comfortable, she was still slightly intimidated. "Uhh..." She had actually been trying to lay low given everything that's been happening in her life lately. "Not really; just spending time with my boyfriend. I so count that as interesting." She chuckled.

"Wyatt explained to me about what the glitter does!" Beauty laughed. "River gave me some at the roof party, I still have it in an envelope in my desk. Although I'm not sure I really understand the point. And why do the cheerleaders like it so much?"

Greatheart ambled at an easy pace around the paddock, while Annette became used to him. Beauty nodded to herself, figuring that once the other girl got comfortable, she'd let them pick up the pace.

"I don't think you've ever told me about your boyfriend."

"Well, I guess because it makes everything shiny and fun and makes people happy." Least it did her. Dick looked nice covered in glitter. Oh yes.

Annette leaned over and patted high on his neck, speaking low to him.

"His name is Dick Casablancas and we've been dating for seven months now. He's blonde, blue eyed like me. He's great," Annette smiled wide. She could talk forever about Dick, just not about what has happened over the course of the last month. That would be bad.

"Wyatt said that it made boys want to kiss each other," Beauty stated. Not that she had a problem with that. Just...again with the not being sure of the point behind it.

"It sounds as though you're really happy with him." Annette had that same look Hope had shown, after their father had accepted Ger's proposal. It made Beauty feel a little sad, just for a moment, that her own future was already set. "Is his full name Richard? I have a nephew with that name."

"Yes, it does that. Boykissy though I've yet to witness it. Dick did it once but I never got to see it." Annette stated. "Would have been something to see, I think."

She smiled warmly. "I am happy with him. Makes me sad to think that we graduate this year. I have no idea what will happen to us then. And yes, it's Richard but he doesn't like that name or to be called it. He prefers Dick and actually he looks like a Dick (not dirty or otherwise zomg). I couldn't imagine calling him anything else."

Annette turned Greatheart, leading him around again. "Do you have sisters and brothers, Beauty?"

Seeing as how Beauty had a suspicion of any kind of magic that induced people to be or do things they wouldn't normally be or do, she privately decided that her litte stash of glitter would stay safely in her desk.

Unless Andrew wanted it. Maybe she should offer it to him.

"I have two older sisters," she replied, with a wistful smile. "This is the first time I've ever been away from them. Grace is the oldest, and Hope is next. Hope's married, and she's the one with the babies, Mercy and Richard."

"Such pretty names you all have," Annette said. "Grace is my favorite." Probably because Annette was desperately trying to invoke some into her life. Everything has been too wacky for her lately and she was simply seeking normalcy.

"Can I ask you why you have come here, to Fandom?" ~~and if this was covered all ready previously, excuse mun and her wacked out head.~~

"They do have beautiful names, don't they? Mercy is named for our little sister, who died as a baby." Beauty pondered Annette as she rode the horse around the paddock, and then said, "Have I told you that Beauty isn't my real name?"

The question about why she'd come there had her falling silent again, trying to decide exactly how to answer it. Without going into a strange and long-winded story. Finally, she sighed a little and answered, "It's a very long tale, and an odd one. But I'll tell it if you really want to hear it."

[ooc: Meh, I don't remember either, as I am braindead today, so we'll run with it. :)]

"Aw, I'm so sorry, Beauty," she said softly. "That must have been so hard. I don't have any brothers or sisters. You told me it was your nickname? I think..."

Annette considered Beauty and her quiet demeanor before she answered. "I would, but if you'd rather not get into it, I understand completely."

"I was very small when it happened, so I don't remember very well. Our mother died then too, and I'm sure it must have been much more difficult for my sisters, as they're quite a few years older than me." Beauty nodded, thinking that she'd been sure to tell pretty much everyone that it wasn't her real name. It was an instinctive response whenever anyone remarked on it. "My real name is Honour -- Grace, Hope and Honour. My mother had...interesting ideas about names."

She tilted her head at Annette and Greatheart, then hopped down off the rail and walked over. "Let me up behind if you don't mind, and we can go out on the trail for a bit. And I'll tell you my story. Although I warn you that you probably won't believe it. I wouldn't myself, if I weren't involved in it."

"My goodness, I'm so sorry." Annette felt bad for mentioning any family at all. Losing a mother at such a young age; poor Beauty. "Honour? Well that is certainly unique," she smiled, wanting to lighten the mood. "Very cool. I like it Beauty. How come you don't go by it?"

She nodded and scooted up a bit to make sure Beauty had plenty of room. "You'd be amazed at what Fandom does to one's mind. There are so many things I have come to learn and believe in since being here. I imagine your story will be worth the telling."

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