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Ry managed a small smile, still reeling over everything that had happened. The girl in front of her looked so happy, so assured, so self-aware of everything she did. It was nice to see her here, but she also knew that if a panic attack happened to set in, there was nothing she would be able to do about it in front of this person whom she'd just met.
"Hey," Ryanna managed to call back out. "How are you?" she asked, wanting to make polite conversation. Winter whinnied, louder this time, forcing up a bit. "Oh, I know, you want to go to fly. C'mon baby," she said to Winter leading her out of her stall, closing the gap between her and the girl. Ry was extremely self-conscious right now, not wanting to mess anything up.
"Eh, I'm okay. It was a crazy day. I saved this guy - he fell and hit his head after throwing fire - I think he's a son of Hephaestus. But anyways, he had arrows in his back, so I'm just emotionally exhausted." She sent a smile at Kindle, giggling at the horses. "I know, they love it a lot, I bet."
Atlas raced after June, making it to the pegasus stables just before her. "Ha!" he exclaimed, full of adrenaline.
Atlas grinned, turning to face her. "Close doesn't count," he recited.
((Are we doing a relationship with them? lol I'm forgetful, I just need to know if he should flirt with her or not 😂))
((Are we doing a relationship with them? lol I'm forgetful, I just need to know if he should flirt with her or not 😂))
"We'll have to see about that," he said, smirking at her.
((Alrighty :)))
((Alrighty :)))
"Look, right there is Gale, she's the Palmino mare." He said, pointing. "I love her. Do you want to lead her out to the field so she can fly?" he asked.
((i'm only like that w one person lolllll))
((i'm only like that w one person lolllll))
"I can lead her, if you want. Or we can not, either way," he said, smiling at her.
((Pft. I'm not horrible while roleplaying. Me and her are just really close and feel comfy messing w each other))
((Pft. I'm not horrible while roleplaying. Me and her are just really close and feel comfy messing w each other))
He shrugged, "Nah, I'll just stand here, next to you and we can watch them."
((not.like.that.))
((not.like.that.))
He grinned. "They're all so perfect." He moved a bit closer to her, reaching over to pet Pebble. "Oh- sorry," he said, although it was clear it could've been intentional.
((mhmmmm XDD))
((mhmmmm XDD))
(askdfja;lkfj))
He moved back to his space, feeling weirdddd. He watches as Stormy flew off, presumably to someone that needed her.
He moved back to his space, feeling weirdddd. He watches as Stormy flew off, presumably to someone that needed her.
Atlas smiled. "That's awesome. I can make them fall in love with mmeee, but that's lame," he frowned.
"I suppose," he stated, unimpressed.
"Well, what. I can manipulate people's emotions. I don't want to. I'm not like Caspian. It makes me a bit upset that that's all I can do." He flinched as a pink flare flew through the sky, Aphrodite pissed off.
"Yeah, I know. It just seem very useful right now, at this moment," he said, not trying to be antagonistic.
“This one over here,” Beau led her to a white one with dark brown splotches, “Is my lovely pegasi.”
"thank you. Usually, he doesn't' bite. If you give him some gorgonzola cheese, he'll love you." Beau stated, handing her a small cube of it.
"You should try to pet him." Beau suggested. Basil wasn't the type to bite a finger. "Is that okay with you, Basil?" He raised an eyebrow at the pegasi.
( its alr :D )
"Pop is fantastic!" Beau sat on one of the benches in the stables. "And art. Painting?" He assumed.
"Pop is fantastic!" Beau sat on one of the benches in the stables. "And art. Painting?" He assumed.
"Alright, alright." Beau accepted defeat. "I'm gonna let Basil out, he's probably gotta stretch his wings." Beau said, getting up and unlocking the paddock. Basil stomped out, fluttered his wings.
“Oh, I’m sorry!-“ Beau quickly said. “Basil won’t harm you, but if he isn’t feeling stubborn, I can lead him back-“
"Well, okay. You were with your satyr, but still! That's why quests are always groups of three." Beau chided. He wished he had a satyr to take him to camp in the very beginning.