'rainy {day*} --! open

[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

The great city of Ilirea, the beautiful city known for history and for the mighty beast known as dragons. It was amazing, however, the city seemed to be quiet today, mostly because the downpour that seemed to be going on outside. I stood looking out the door to my home, a mug of coffee in my hands as I looked at the downpour. I had horses and cattle to feed and check on. Luckly, I had been able to raise the money up for some damn rocks to put on my path ways, at least I would not be walking on mud and getting too dirty or stuck. I was the main resource of food for the riders and dragons. I had cattle for the dragons and plenty of fruit and vegetables that had grown over the summer.

I was not too fond of rain, but it normally depicted my every day... Depressed, Angry, and nearly every other emotion that expressed hatred or something. I lived on the edge of the main gate to the city and normally, nobles walked by daily, which caused me to be like that. I hated nobles, more then anything else in this world. Ilirea did not have any, they had a few rich people, but they were at least worth something, they were smart... The city also held the dragon riders, something I enjoyed seeing. I actually felt happy here... I smiled slightly, something I did rarely in front of people and headed inside, grabbing a cloak and heading out, my boots thumping and crunching the rocks as I went inside the barn, where the horses slightly snorted in surprise. "Easy kids..."

I said, grabbing a bucket from the first two stalls that had the names of two horses on them. I feed them all according to what they needed and then grabbed a large bag of feed and headed out to the cattle. I normally got the feed in barrels, but I transferred them to bags and had a few cats that kept the rats away.

I feed the cattle and then headed in, filling my mug again with something to drink and looking out the window towards the cattle, who were eating perfect. I knew I needed to get a few new steer to make sure the blood line did not get to thin and too close to everyone being all related. I normally sold the calves and some of the cows and such, allowing me to get new ones, but I needed a few more steer and then I would separate the cows into three herds or so and each year, remove them from that steer and do it again. After a few years, I would need to sell those steers and get some more.

As I was thinking to myself, I did not hear someone walking up my path, but the knock on my door was easy to hear.
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

The elf that rode through Ileria was pale, like every other elf that one would meet. She had chestnut and copper locks that hung down her back, and framed her face. Grey eyes, one dark, one light. And a shy demeanor that many found endearing...if not slightly irksome with how little she talked. The horse she rode on was a silvery grey, with dark grey eyes the same color as her master's. She was an elf horse, and she needn't a bridle or saddle to be controlled, just simple words. Her coat rippled like liquid silver as she moved towards where her lady had asked her to go, but keeping mind to go slowly as the steer that she had tied behind her to her lady's hand was much slower than herself. "Blothr....Blothr, Fethr." She murmered to her mare, running her hand across her horse's neck a couple of times before dismounting. She wore a dark green cloak, the hood up and over her head. Her hair was a stark contrast to the soft green color of the dress she wore. She wore no shoes, seeing no need for them. She gave the steer some slack, padding up the path towards the house. A small hand raised to knock on the door, her grey eyes looking over the wood as she waited for an answer. When it opened, her eyes searched the face of the one who did, her mouth opening slightly. "I was wondering if I might find a temporary shelter for the night. I need a place to have Fethr rest for the night before we continue on in the morning..." She said softly, her eyes turning back to the horse standing near the steer that she had. "If you want, you can have the steer. Some man was lashing the poor fellow with a whip on the side of the road. Naturally, I couldn't just let him do that, so I purchased the poor thing. But I'm afraid he can't go where I'm headed......" Her soft voice said, eyes downcast from the person at the door. [/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -351-
Tagged [/color] Rainer Danesson[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I honestly thought to myself who was out in this downpour. I knew I had been, but that was because I had things to take care of. I took in a breath, grabbing another tunic, tossing the other one in a box I had made for cleaning my clothes. My body held muscles that not many men held unless they worked out constantly and I normally did. Nothing better to do then just do that. I pulled the cleaner tunic on quickly, sitting my coffee down and then walking towards the door, opening it…

A woman stood before me, covered in a green cloak that seemed to match the dress she was wearing as well. I looked pasted her at the horse and then the steer that was tied behind him. It was a rather large steer, would be good for breeding and then selling in a few years. He had some welts on him, but I could clear those up in a few weeks. I then looked back at the girl before me, wondering what it was she wanted. I tried to get a clear view of her face, but it was no use, the hood was hiding some of her features. ”I was wondering if I might find a temporary shelter for the night. I need a place to have Fethr rest for the night before we continue on in the morning..." I looked at her for a moment, shocked slightly. A inn would be better then my place, I had a sitting room with a old couch I had found in the alley, but it was no place to sleep for a lady. I figured if I did let her stay, I would be taking the couch. I was about to answer when she continued. ”If you want, you can have the steer. Some man was lashing the poor fellow with a whip on the side of the road. Naturally, I couldn't just let him do that, so I purchased the poor thing. But I'm afraid he can't go where I'm headed......" I let out a sigh, scratching my head slightly before nodding towards her.

”Wait one moment…”

I turned, grabbing my own cloak and then coming outside, motioning for her to come. I went up towards the horse and steer, but my eyes were on the steer. I would have to put him in the work pen tonight, at least, until I got a proper place for him. It would not take long, I just had to put a water trough in the other field and a feeding area for him as well, it would take a good days work to get water and stuff to it and then moving a few cows in with him. ”He looks good… The welts will take a few days to fix up, but other then that, he is a good steer, good for breeding.”[/color] I said to her before turning and heading towards the barn. ”I have a extra stall, consider the steer payment, I normally don’t take such things like that as payment, but I have been needing a new steer.”[/color] I said as I walked towards the barn.

I opened the door, the horses tossing their heads slightly at me as I did so. ”Well Kids, looks like you have a new roommate.”[/color] I said, pulling a water bucket from the storage room and then grabbing a rope. I would have to go and get some water, which with this downpour, would not take long. I was sure the trough outside had plenty of water in the cattle area, I could borrow their water. I looked back at her, opening the door to the horse’s new home for the night and giving a simple nod before taking the steer towards the work pen. I let out a sigh as I opened the pen and pulled him in, untying him and then locking the gate, walking about twenty five steps to the cattle field and taking some water from their trough and putting the bucket on the steer’s side and tying the bucket off so he could not kick it around.

I walked to the barn again, grabbing the rain catcher’s bucket and bring it inside for the new horse, putting it on the ground inside the door of the stall.
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

Talyth allowed her hood to fall back as she followed him. Her hair fell out of it's loose binding, spilling down around her face. She whistled softly to the silvery mare, calming the slightly agitated creature. The mare had taken to snorting and stepping a bit nervously as the man walked towards her. As they headed towards the barn, her grey eyes scanned the large man in front of her. He made her slightly nervous but she would handle it well enough. She led her mare into the barn, soothing the slightly balking horse with soft words in the Ancient Langauge. The steer just followed Rainer like a big puppy dog, having plodded along behind her the entire way. She shut the door to the stall, taking a brush from her pack and smoothing it over her mare's side. She would leave all the things here in the morning, only temporary things she needed for tonight. After all, he would get more use of them than she ever would. She rested her head on the silver horse, her hair a stark contrast to the horse's pelt. She was tired, but needed no sleep as of yet. Her horse needed more attention than she did. She continued brushing her horse, paying no attention when he entered the barn again. [/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -218-
Tagged [/color] Rainer Danesson[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I looked at her for a moment, before going back to checking the other horse. Though the rainy day made things go a bit slower, I had things that needed to be done. Horses needed to be checked, things that had to be done to keep them in good health. As I glanced back, I saw that she was not human, but elf. I was very observant when it came to others and I just turned my back. I had found that trusting anyone was worthless. She was a elf and I saw no reason to trust them about like I did not trust the blasted nobles who seemed to be a part of my life for no reason other then to annoy the shit out of me. I grumbled slightly as I scratched the back of my head, the day was going to be long, but I pulled out my first horse…

He was a large black Stallion, meant as a war horse, but something I never wanted for my animals. I had bought him off a old soldier who was a drunk now and this horses needed to be taken care of. He was my horse and I took good care of him, comparing I was still trying to get him back into shape and also heal the wounds that were never properly taken care of. He should have been killed, but I was not that mean to animals, I liked them and they liked me. I tied him to a metal ring and then brought out two more that needed to be taken care of. All three of these had been royal horses and all three were underweight and needed proper care. The rest just needed grooming.

I figured if I was going to be working in this barn with the elf, I needed to have some form of conversation. ”So… Where you heading tomorrow?”

I asked, my voice had not changed, it was till emotionless, bland, pretty much showing that I trusted no one and was not very happy with anything, which I wasn’t. I grabbed a bucket from inside the storage room and walked back over to the horse, working on his major wound that was still bleed from who knows how long. I was careful with him, trying not to hurt him to much.
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

The elf woman's gaze turned whenever the man went and took a large black stallion out of a stall. Her brow furrowed slightly in a rather cute but confused way. She was trying to figure out what had happened to the horse, reaching out to sooth his mind with her own by calming him. Along with all the other horses in the barn. Her own mind accidentally brushed up against Rainer's but she wasn't trying to hear what he was thinking. Only help the horse. Her expression still concerned but a bit confused, she passed out of the stall, leaving the door of the stall open for the mare with the liquid silver coat. A light hand rested on the stallions neck, a stark contrast to the dark coat of the horse. Her gaze turned to the doors of the barn, her body passing to them and her long hair slipping down to frame her face as she looked around to see if there was anyone out there. Her pricked ears caught his words, and her head whipped around to look at him. "Atra nosu waise vardo fra eld hornya" She murmered softly, casting it around the barn. She wasn't about to have some marauding vagrant or drunk hearing what she said. She passed closer to the man, resting a hand on the horse's side. Some of his injuries were slightly life threatening and she wasn't going to have this creature die on her watch. She murmered words once again, her mismatched grey eyes turning to meet his but then turning to the injuries and she concentrated on the flow of magic that would wash over the stallion's injuries making them easily healable to the stallion. "Waise heill...." Her gaze turned to meet his again as the magic washed over the cuts like water might sooth a burn. She took a breath, clearing her mind after a moment. "I'm headed south across the Hadarac. Towards the mountains. Then up the river towards the edge of the forest. I can't just cut back up the way I came. Things are getting rough up there. Everything's going to mess..." She said quietly, her voice never raising above just below normal for speaking. She turned her gaze to the mare in her stall, patting her neck and sliding it down to her shoulder. She was quiet, her gaze never going to meet his again. Things were running through her mind, but her mind was completely silent now. Nothing, to be quite frank, could be heard through it. [/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -433-
Tagged [/color] Rainer Danesson[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I focused on the wound, not paying attention to the woman at all, leaving her to her beautiful mare and watching the stallion. I did not know she was reaching out with her mind soothing my horse, but I did notice he was much calmer then normal. The other horses were not making much noise or commotion either. I then felt something, something hitting me in the head, like a headache wanted to come, but it was something else. I rubbed the back of my head, popping my neck quickly and then focusing on the large wound on his shoulder. ”I should have killed that man, boy… He did nothing but treat you like shit.”

I said to the horse, before hearing something and turning my head to see the elf come towards me.

I watched as she left the horse stall over, she must trust that horse, I normally locked it with the rope lock I had until I was completely done with the horses. I looked how her own hand rested on the coat of the large stallion, a completely pale hand on the dark black. Her gaze went to the doors and I glanced back, seeing no one out there, which meant my day might actually go good. I looked back to see her long hair was framing her face and then looked at her for a moment, hearing her murmuring something and wondered what it was. She came closer to me and I moved back slightly, her hand still rested on the stallions side, who was normally flinching and trying to get away from new people, not this woman. Then, I heard the next words with ease. ”Waise heill...." I watched as the cuts, the wounds, they were healed.

I was amazed, possible the first time in a long time I had looked confused and surprised, and thankful in a long time. I looked at her for a moment and then back at him, patting his shoulder. ”I'm headed south across the Hadarac. Towards the mountains. Then up the river towards the edge of the forest. I can't just cut back up the way I came. Things are getting rough up there. Everything's going to mess..." I nodded towards her, then looking back at the horse. ”My reason for moving.”[/color] I said, patting the horse for a moment and then looking back at her. ”Thanks… Now I don’t have to worry about coming to see a dead horse in my barn.”[/color]

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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

Her gaze looked over the stallion, running a hand down one leg and lifting the hoof that was proffered. She noted that he was sound and smiled. "Thanks... Now I don't have to worry about coming to see a dead horse in my barn." She smiled when that comment came around, even though it was rather serious. "I hate to see animals suffering..." she said softly, running her hand down his nose and under his chin. She rather liked the stallion and it made her smile a bit. She moved back towards the stall where her mare still serenly stood, the mare's mind probing out and about. Talyth smiled, patting her mare's neck even as the horse tried to probe Rainer's mind. "Fethr..Leave the nice man's mind alone. He's got alot to do without you trying to talk to him." She chastised the mare, a smile appearing on her lips. The mare whickered, bobbing her head a few times.[/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -0000000-
Tagged [/color] Rainer Danesson[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[pterodactyl]

i should blame you for the falling rain
i should blame you for my constant pain
i should be there to remind you every day
i should walk you through the halls of my own fate
i should let you taste the tears that fell in hate
i should be there to remind you every day
i should...

Rain poured outside Dane's window in the complex of the Hand. He sat on his bed, rereading for the hundredth time the letter he had received yesterday morning by courier. It was from his son.

For the first time in years, he was getting word from one of his boys. He still had no news from Sebastian, but thank Nyx that Rainer was okay. His mind was racing, filled with memories of the boys as youngsters, playing in the dirt and mud while he worked; of the boys, a bit older now, learning to shoot a bow; of the first time his sons hunted successfully, and their proud expressions as they provided that night's supper; of his sons, even older now, helping him plant and harvest; of Rainer and Sebastian, excited at the prospect of moving to a city; of the same two boys, hating the nobles for taking their mother away; of his sons, taking their leave of him and eventually each other. Dane's heart swelled with pride once more as he thought of his son's accomplishments since leaving home. Living in Illirea and providing for the great dragons and their Riders, he thought with a note of awe. That's what my son is doing. It only gave him more reason to follow his masters' orders, but that was all right. He had been doing it for years now, so what was the rest of a lifetime if he could keep his son (accomplished farmer and cattle breeder, he reminded himself, just like I raised him) safe? If he could give Rainer the opportunity to have a family of his own, and raise children of his own? The longing to see his boy spiked sharply in him, and he stood, the voice of a younger Rainer drifting through his head in the words of the letter. "I'm doing well, but I miss you and Sebastian," it said.

Well, son, you won't have to miss me for long.

That was how Dane Gunnarsson came to stand outside a modest stables outside of Illirea in the pouring rain. The stable keeper in the city had given him directions and a place to put his horse for the night. Dane knew that Rainer had stables, but wasn't sure if there would be a stall for his horse and didn't want to impose. After all, this was a surprise visit.

He wore a thick cloak to ward off the water and the cold, under which were a pair of simple black breeches and a white tunic. As always, he carried his knives, but had left his sword and bow with his horse. His hair, normally curly, was even darker from the rain and now hung straight around his face, almost brushing his shoulders. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he headed for the stables, which were lit from within by lanterns, as far as the Paladin could tell from the outside.

He pushed the doors open, blinking to help his eyes adjust to the dimmer light inside. The scent of horses and cattle and hay assaulted his nose, bringing back the pleasant memories of his own farm. And there, in the middle of the stable, was Rainer.

Everything blurred as his eyes welled, so much so that he hardly noticed the large black stallion, obviously a former war horse, and the slight woman standing near him. The single focus of his vision was his son. In the three years since Dane had seen his son, he had grown taller and filled out. His musculature was even more defined than before, the mark of a hard worker. His hair was still dark, and his face was still the same. Even after so long, he was still the same Rainer.

Dane blinked, dispelling the water from his eyes. "Imagine seeing you here, little man," he said affectionately, using Rainer's childhood nickname. Pushing down his slight apprehension and focusing only on his elation at the sight of his son, he plowed on. "So, are you gonna introduce me?" he asked, glancing pointedly at the girl and wondering if Rainer had left a little something out of his letter.

{ muse amazing! }
{ notes heehee, rainer = rhinoceros! }
{ tags rainer and talyth }
{ listening to evergrey }
{ words 694 }

[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I liked the stallion, mostly because he was so well trained. I could not help but wondered about what kind of horse would come out of the silver one and the black one… It would be beautiful, I was sure of that, but it did not matter, I doubted the elf woman would even allow it. Most were stuck up anyway, that was why I had never gotten along with them. ”I hate to see animals suffering..." I looked over the back of the stallion and nodded, taking the brush and going over his back with it. The other two horses were just a few cuts and such from the stalls when they got scared and thought it would be good to make a mess of things. ”Fethr..Leave the nice man's mind alone. He's got alot to do without you trying to talk to him." I looked at her for a moment, finishing with the stallion and walking him through the stall and opening another door that let him going into a small, grassy paddock. ”Talk? Your horse can talk?”

I knew elves were smart and many of them knew magic, but he had never heard of a horse talking to anyone.

I had not even noticed the door opening, not with the rain pouring down on the roof of the barn and then the sudden noticing of horses being able to talk in the elven world. Maybe that was another reason I tried to stay out of their business… They were weird and they were smart. I moved on to a chestnut mare that was beautiful and going to be the next mare to be breed to the black stallion. She was going to be a beautiful mother and the baby was going to be beautiful as well. I then heard something, turning around to see a large man, soaking wet standing in the door way of the barn. ”Imagine seeing you here, little man," My father. He stood right there in front of me and I could not believe it.

I walked over and engulfed the man in my arms, he must of gotten my recent letter and decided to come and see me. I was beyond happy at this point and smiled at him. ”So, are you gonna introduce me?" I glanced back at the elf woman and then at my father. ”This woman is using my barn for the night and also gaining a place to sleep…”[/color] I turned my head back towards the woman, a bit of joy in my voice for the first time in many years. ”I never did get your name.”[/color]
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

Talyth smiled. "Yes..she can. With her mind.." She said softly, stroking her mare's nose. "Fethr is an elf horse....she's not like any warhorse or hunter that you've ever seen. She's special..." Her voice said, cutting off when she seen more light come into the barn. A large man had entered the barn, sopping wet and moving forward. Talyth's mare whickered again, bobbing her head up and down and bumping her in the shoulder with her nose. A brief flicker of confusion showed on her face as Rainer embraced the man, but it went away. None of her business as to who the man was. But that's when Rainer started to speak to the man, a bit of happiness showing through when he asked for her name. "I never did get your name." Her teeth worried her lip for a brief second, the pearly ivories that were her teeth biting down on it. But only for a split second before her soft and lilting voice escaped her, ringing softly through the barn. "Talyth....my name is Talyth." She said, her dark grey eye hidden behind her hair as her light grey one was focused on the liquid silver color of her mare. The mare snorted, her mind stretching out to probe at Rainer's mind again curiously, this time also probing at Dane's mind as well. Fethr was a curious mare, always throwing her mind around where it didn't belong. But she was never reprimanded for it. After all...she was a horse. Albeit a very intelligent one with the intelligence equal to a twelve year old human child, but she wasn't always told to behave and thus she wouldn't. "Girl colt." Fethr thought at Talyth, nodding her head up and down as she nuzzled her neck. "Girl colt, girl colt, girl colt." She was just affirming the fact she was there, but if anyone else hadn't shielded their mind they would hear the mare's thoughts. [/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -347-
Tagged [/color] Rainer&Dane [/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[pterodactyl]

i should blame you for the falling rain
i should blame you for my constant pain
i should be there to remind you every day
i should walk you through the halls of my own fate
i should let you taste the tears that fell in hate
i should be there to remind you every day
i should...

”This woman is using my barn for the night and also gaining a place to sleep… I never did get your name.”

Dane could hear the happiness in his son's voice, and the knowledge that he had caused it made his heart swell and his eyes well, the same way they had when he'd read Rainer's letter. Blinking the water away, he clapped his son on the back and pulled out of his embrace.

"Talyth....my name is Talyth," the woman said. "Well, then I'm pleased to meet you, Talyth," the Paladin replied with a grin. His mood was infectious; he felt as though even the horses should be smiling. She was slight, and her height was a bit above average for a human woman. Her silver mare made a soft whuffling noise, and Dane felt a tickling at his mind which he immediately recognized as another consciousness probing his own. Throwing up his mental shields, he glanced suspiciously from woman to horse. Few humans could use their minds in such a way, and from his training as a Paladin, Dane knew that elves and creatures associated with them were steeped in mental and magical abilities far beyond any human. However, the mind that had touched his was far too simple to be the woman's, so it had to be the horse's.

Weird.

Dane could not tell if the woman was an elf, or if she had just somehow procured an elf horse; her hair obscured the tell-tale pointed ears. Elves were common in Illirea, since it was the city of the Riders, but an elf that needed to stay with a farmer? That was unusual.

Shrugging the matter off with the intention to deal with it later, he returned his gaze to his son, placing his large hands on Rainer's shoulders and holding him at arm's length to look at him. He was struck again by his transformation from a boy to a man. "You have grown up so much," he murmured. Dane wondered if Sebastian had gone through the same metamorphosis, and then wondered if he'd ever see his other son again. "I got your letter. We'll talk more later, okay?" He meant, obviously, when Talyth was occupied with something else and they could be alone. "Want my help?" Dane gestured towards the horses, indicating that he was at his son's service.

{ muse okay }
{ notes none }
{ tags rainer and talyth }
{ listening to nothing, but watching ncis. }
{ words 394 }

[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I was completely amazed that a horse could talk and then the elf gave her reasoning. ”Yes..she can. With her mind.." He nodded slightly, working once again with the large black stallion before pushing him into the large paddock and looking at the woman again. ”Fethr is an elf horse....she's not like any warhorse or hunter that you've ever seen. She's special..." I smiled, but when her voice was cut off, my father had come in. My whole mood had been altered to something better for myself and for the elf. Normally, I was not like any of this, I was hard and tough, full of hatred and bitterness. It had only recently changed slightly due to my new home, but it was no matter, I was still full of the cruel hatred towards nobles and those who were like them.

I was now focused on my father, who had engulfed me into a large hug, which still swallowed me. No matter what, my frame was still smaller then the frame of my own father. One day, I would be his strength and statue, but it would be a while and I did not mind waiting for that to come. It was possible another few years when I finished my growing and once again, I did not mind. It was then that my father wanted to be introduced to the woman, my own mind had caused me to wondered her name and I asked quickly. ”Talyth....my name is Talyth." I nodded towards her and then turned my eyes back to my own father.

“Well, then I'm pleased to meet you, Talyth," I looked at him for a moment, after feeling his hands clap down on my shoulders. I smiled at him, a smile that was still, very rare for me. I had a feeling we would be up for a while, catching up on things and talking about nothing more then travels and the past. Maybe he had found mom, though, I highly doubted it. I would find her, the thought put a fire in my heart and in my eyes as I turned to the horses slightly. After a moment, I turned, my father’s hand on my shoulder once again, a smile on my face. ”You have grown up so much," I smiled a bit brighter, wondering now a bit about my brother. ”I got your letter. We'll talk more later, okay?" I nodded quickly towards my father and then looked around the barn. ”Want my help?" I looked back and then smiled. ”Well, the few horses left in their stalls could use a bit of grooming.”

I said, glancing over at a mare and stallion that were to my left.
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

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Talyth nodded whenever Dane replied to what she had said. She turned, in the process, her mare sticking her muzzle in her hair. The silver horse tossed her head, revealing one slightly pointed tip but it quickly blew back down and around her shoulders. Talyth moved back into the mare's stall, the liquid silver horse moving back and bobbing her head again. The mare acted as stupid and reckless as a foal sometimes, incredibly curious. Her shy, soft nature was kicking in now, now that there was more than one person to interact with. Her mismatched grey eyes turned down and she sat in a pile of hay in the corner of the stall, looking so very small compared to the horse she had. Of course she was smaller than either of the two men there, but compared to her mare she was kinda tiny. The mare stood by her, her head hung low and brushing Talyth's hands. Her cloak had fallen back, revealing the tops of the elf woman's shoulders. She, like a certain werecat from the forest, had tattooing. Except this was intricate swirls and angles that had little runes interspersed here and there. The color went from black to the rest of the rainbow and swirled constantly, just another feat of magic that showed through on her. They pulsated and glowed, dimmed and throbbed. But they were beautiful as they were frightneing. Around her neck was a silver chain that hung down, a small and simple crystal hanging on this chain. It throbbed and glowed, changed and dimmed in time with her tattoos. A small hand stretched out and patted the mare's neck. "Fethr....behave. The men don't care to hear your thoughts...." She thought to her mare, a calm wave washing over the mare's consciousness. "Girl colt, say hi, girl colt. See, girl colt?" The mare thought at Talyth, stretching her mind out and probing the men's minds again. A firm 'Hello' was coming through, a greeting and acknowledgement from the mare. "Submit.' The mare thought at the other horses in the barn, using her consciousness to try and force them into submission, to make them think she was the lead and that they were her subordinates. "Submit."[/i] She thought again. "Oh leave the horses alone, Fethr."[/i] Talyth thought exasperatedly, shaking her head. [/size][/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -413-
Tagged [/color] Rainer&Dane[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[pterodactyl]

i should blame you for the falling rain
i should blame you for my constant pain
i should be there to remind you every day
i should walk you through the halls of my own fate
i should let you taste the tears that fell in hate
i should be there to remind you every day
i should...

”Well, the few horses left in their stalls could use a bit of grooming.”

"I'll get started, then!" The Paladin clapped his hands together loudly and got moving. He hung his wet cloak from a nail protruding out of the wall and proceeded to dig into one of the bags hanging near a chestnut mare's stall. Finding everything he needed, he set out the brushes and the hoof pick before gently guiding the mare out of her stall. Dane clipped her into a loose bridle and tied the metal rings on both sides of her mouth to tether ropes on either side of the stable's common aisle. With rhythmic motions he began to groom the mare, paying special attention to the small cuts she'd sustained, probably self-inflicted.

Dane could feel nothing but excited. Never mind that an unknown woman--an elf, at that, he amended, noting the pulsating tattoos he could see from where her cloak was slipping--was present. Never mind that a horse was trying to talk to him telepathically. He had been reunited with his little boy (not so little anymore, though) and for once, there was no killing, no organs, no Hand. He would have to go back; that he knew. But not tonight.

There was, then, the minor problem of sleeping arrangements. If he'd raised his son right, Talyth would be on the bed and Rainer would be on the couch. Good thing I brought my pack, Dane thought, eyeing the bag slung next to his cloak. It was always packed for a night in the woods, just in case, so there was a bedroll in there. In any case, he doubted he would be sleeping much while he was here.

"So, tell me. What's been going on since you wrote your letter? Met any girls you like?" Dane had to poke a bit of fun at the younger man, couldn't resist. Even so, his curiosity was genuine. The father wanted to know everything about his long-lost child's life.

{ muse fine }
{ notes none, although i was unsure of what to say to talyth, so i didn't say anything. }
{ tags rainer & talyth }
{ listening to dream theater, of course }
{ words 318 }

[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

I glanced over once again at the woman and the Silver looking horse, still thinking about the foal that would come from the beautiful Silver mare and the large black horse. It would be a beautiful horse, I was sure of that. I had never seen a horse like this once before. I watched how the woman moved into the now hyper horse’s stall, but I continued working on my horses, grooming them quickly and opening the door into the small paddock. The mare was very hyper, like a young filly, but that was common for any horses sometimes, since he knew that they enjoyed some fun here and there. He focused on the horses, glancing over at his father for a moment, after telling him what had to be done.

"I'll get started, then!" I smiled at my dad for a moment and continued to work with the horse I was one, just checking on a few small cuts that probably did not phase the mare. I glanced over at the elf, who was not changing colors, but then I noticed that it was a tattoo and it continued to pulsate… It was weird, but I tried to shake it from my own hand, moving the horse out into the paddock once again and working on another horse. I had two more after this one and I was sure my father would grab another one, so I worked slow on this one. I glanced back at the elf, seeing she also had a small necklace that had a gem of some sort, also changing colors. It was strange to think that a horse could understand you, and I continued to think about it as she stood with her own mare.

As I worked on the mare, my father seemed to be having his own thoughts, though I did not mind the silence, it was still night to have him here, in my presence. I wished he could stay, but that stupid Hand. I hated them and all those people who followed such a stupid thing. The thoughts on the hand caused me to get angry and I tried to calm down. My father was here… Yea, some other woman was too, but my father was here and I needed to happy and have some fun… Of course, the years of my life had caused me to be a bit… Harsh and Cruel, but that was only towards those worthless people who called themselves noble and the king and his stupid family. I had never met them, but I knew they all lived in the castle and one of them… Lady something, helped rule by his side. I cringed at the mere thought, trying to make myself think of better things and happier things.

"So, tell me. What's been going on since you wrote your letter? Met any girls you like?" I shot a glare back at the older man and shook my head slightly. I brushed the last of the dirt and shavings from the mare’s pelt and put her out in the paddock. I glanced outside for a moment and then walked back in. The rain was getting heavier, but that was normal… Rain did not just come and go, it came and stayed for a little while. ”Well… Been working with horses, selling and buying them… Getting the cattle herd started for the dragons… And no… No girl had caught my eye.”

I said, though the tone of voice did not change. I doubted any girl would catch my eye, unless I saw my mother again, but that was a wish that was going down the drain with each passing day.

I heard something outside, coming from the horses and went through one of the stall, seeing the large black stallion rearing. I frowned, running out in the rain, grabbing a rope from the outside wall and throwing it at him with skilled hands, the rope landing around the stallions neck and my strong arms began to pull him down and towards me. ”Easy boy… What is wrong.”[/color] I had seen other stallions do this as well when they seemed to be challenged, but there was no other stallion in the area, unless he smelt them from afar.

( Sorry, suckish )
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

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Her mismatched grey eyes searched the new man warily. She had gathered that the man was Rainer's father. But she was adverse to speaking to either of them. As for sleeping...she'd stay with the mare. Not like she could very well leave her anyway, she'd end up getting out of her stall in the middle of the night and start harassing the cattle, or worse the big black warhorse that was out there. All it seemed Fethr would do is make herself a nuisance. She sighed, pulling her cloak around herself and murmering some words in the Ancient language. Her tattoos stopped pulsating and changing colors, the crystal that was around her neck glowing brightly for a moment before it stopped. Within the crystal was the stored energy of all her years of life, not to mention all the years that her parents had jointly stored energy within it. With that energy she could move an entire city to the middle of the desert, but she wasn't really into moving cities to the desert. Her grey eyes shifted away from the men, and she opened the stall door, slipping outside with her mare. A single hand was placed on the mare's cheek, a single word coming through her mind and channeling into the mare's. 'Behave..' She thought, leading her mare to a spare ring, her eyes turning up to the lightening sky. There was grass in this ring, where she could easily 'lunge' the mare. Of course she didn't even need a line for this. The woman took off her dark green cloak, hanging it over a bar of the fence. A hand moved to her waist and she unbuttoned the skirt, revealing a pair of tight leggings that ended in her black boots. She long sleeved overshirt came off too, exposing a shirt that many women would consider indecent, given the thin straps that held it up. But her entire ensemble was black, the green hanging over the edge of the fence. She ran her fingers through her hair a few times, loosening the tangles. The green had hidden her frame, showing that she wasn't a heavy set girl. But the black hugged her frame, the fabric showing that she was thin. Perhaps a smidge too thin, the edge of her ribs showing through the fabric. But it was simply the point. Her mind was focused completely on the coat of the rippling silver mare was was trotting around the ring a few beats a minute. The mare's mind, however was focused on the stallion. 'Submit!'[/i] The mare thought again, stopping and putting her head over the fence and eyeballing the big black horse. 'Oh will you quit!'[/i] Talyth thought, walking over and smacking the mare's flank. An almost grin appeared on the mare's expression, if horse's can smile. Talyth made a clicking noise, the mare trotting around the ring again, flicking her tail back and forth and sashaying around like a little princess. Forever vain, this mare. 'Pretty horse, girl colt! Pretty!' Fethr thought, sending Talyth a mental image of the black horse. 'Oh shut up, Fethr.'[/i] She thought, shaking her hair out of her face. Her grey eyes watched the mare step around the ring. Talyth sent the mare mental images of what she wanted her to do, the horse responding instantly to the elf woman's wants and commands. Talyth quit paying attention to what was going on around her, just focusing on the mare. [/size][/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -609-
Tagged [/color] Rainer & Dane[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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[pterodactyl]

i should blame you for the falling rain
i should blame you for my constant pain
i should be there to remind you every day
i should walk you through the halls of my own fate
i should let you taste the tears that fell in hate
i should be there to remind you every day
i should...

Dane finished brushing the chestnut mare he was grooming as Rainer answered his questions. He quickly checked all four hooves and cleaned them with the hoofpick, impressed when there was very little dirt to remove. His son ran a clean stable, from what he'd seen. Grinning cheekily to himself at his son's grumpiness, exactly the same as it had been when he was a boy, the older man brought the mare outside into the paddock with the other horses. He made sure to lead her out of danger of the black stallion's hooves, in case he were to startle again. Leaving the mare loosely tethered to a ring, Dane made his way to the warhorse, whose eyes were still rolling in either panic or anger, using a calming tone and a soothing touch to help bring him to a manageable level.

"D'you think maybe it has something to do with the lady's horse?" The Paladin's voice was genuinely puzzled, although the more he thought about it, the more he was sure that the silver mare had a part in agitating the black giant. After all, if its consciousness had brushed his own, it could no doubt communicate with other horses. And, like the elves who trained her, she'd be bossy and try to control the others. "She is an elf horse, after all. Any elf I've ever met has a talent for bossing...and royally pissing off anyone around," Dane observed sardonically. "Don't let it bother you, buddy," he murmured in a softer tone to the horse, who was settling down.

{ muse kinda suckish }
{ notes we should have something super exciting happen. }
{ tags talyth&rainer }
{ listening to dream theater }
{ words 261 }

[Nayeli]

'our {brute*}
rainer--!

After a moment, I noticed that the Pulsating Tattoos had stopped being colorful and I looked around for a moment, checking the other horses. I watched as she left and I finished with the other horses, being careful around the black war horse that was going crazy. He did not like something and it was either another stallion or, as I thought about it, the elf and her horse. I was amazed that a horse would try something like that, but then again, I tried to not focus on that. I had offered her a place to stay, so I was not going to kick her out because of a horse. My father came out and I looked over at him as he brought the mare out.

“D'you think maybe it has something to do with the lady's horse?" I looked at my father for a moment and then shrugged. Running my hand over the black horses neck and giving him a strong pat. ”If it is, then I will just ignore it… She will be gone in the morning and I am not kicking her out because of a horse.”

I said to my father. She was not a noble, so I was not going to be mad at her for no reason. If she was… Well, I would have more then enough reasons because I hated nobles period. ”She is an elf horse, after all. Any elf I've ever met has a talent for bossing...and royally pissing off anyone around," I glanced at him for a moment and smiled slightly, shrugging slightly. It was true, but not all were like that, some like the dragon riders were some what respectable. ”Don't let it bother you, buddy," I patted the horse and went inside, pulling a bail of hay from the rafters and bring it out, throwing it to the horses since the cattle had plenty of hay and grass. ”Well, what do you want for lunch… The Poison Apple has some good drinks and food to pick from.”[/color] It was also one of the only places that nobles did not come in when they were within the city of the Dragons.

( AH, I hated this post. )
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[[-Kay-]]

If you ever, say "Never too late"

I'll forget all the diamonds you ate

[/color]

The elf woman could hear the men quite clearly from where she stood, not withstanding the fact she had better hearing than them to begin with, though it was rather soft the way they spoke. 'Submit!' The mare thought again, though this time at the men, rather than the stallion. She was done toying with him, though it was a bit flirtatious in a way. But the reaction that came from the elf woman this time was rather shocking. Her eyes flared and a flickering bit of electricity seemed to strike her horse on the rump. One might think it was lightning, but it was colorful...like the colors of her tattooing before it had stopped glowing. "I told you to knock it off Fethr! For Eywah's sake, can't you listen for once?" This time...the word's weren't mental. They were vocal. And that meant business. Talyth wasn't prone to outbursts, and she hadn't used harsh words in over thirty years. But this? It was a long time coming. Her mismatched grey eyes seemed to gleam with an unmatched fury. The mare had pinned back her ears, putting her head down grumpily. "I don't even know why I try anymore, you never listen." She said with a dark glare. A bit of pulsating darkness seemed to hem from her shadow as she stalked away from the silver mare, her voice nothing but a grumble right now. "You're nothing but a stereotype." Her feet only took her as far as the gate before she sat down, leaning against the poles of the fence, nodding her head back against it as she shut her eyes and tried to close off her mind. [/color]

Lost in coma and covered in cake

[/color]Increase the medication, share the vows at the wake[/color][/left]

Word Count

[/color] -XXXXX-
Tagged [/color] Rainer & Dane[/color]
Lyrics[/color] To The End- My Chemical Romance
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