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Post by zaynah on Oct 19, 2007 23:46:44 GMT -8
Zaynah and Ranya couldn't help but burst into laughter. They high fived each other before Zaynah pushed Outlaw into a trot. She rode past the minstrels and twirled a finger, gesturing for a change in song.
Then she rode past Scipio.
"Let a woman show you how it's done", she remarked.
A young man with brown eyes and black hair snuck up behind Ranya and tickled her sides. The girl jumped and spun around, to face her friend Chris Black.
"Chris", she shrieked as she engulfed him in a hug. "Hi... where have you been?"
Chris just laughed and hugged her back.
"You miss me?"
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 19, 2007 23:53:33 GMT -8
The young woman continued to sing:
"I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
The girls need a break-tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance-we only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun (fun, fun)
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
I get totally crazy
Can you feel it
Come, come, come on baby
I feel like a woman!"
((found the lyrics online))
Scipio growled as she rode past him. A fierce, firey flame lcked his insides when his opponent Chris Black appeared. A volacno was about to errupt when he saw her hug him. He didn't even see a motified Peregrine over by the minstrels.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 0:07:11 GMT -8
Zayna rode Outlaw at an extended trot on a short rein and flowed past Scipio and the other two. Then with a sutle but obvious half-halt she pushed him into a collected canter. She moved the horse around in a wide circle at B then slowed into a standard trot again. They crossed the arena from M to K then into a standard canter. Once they reached H the turned in a semi circle and slowed to a collected trot then a walk at G. Outlaw halted at L and Zaynah bowed head and held a hand out to the side.
((I was guessing through that. Using a dressage arena map off google. lol))
Chris smiled and let Ranya go and shook him off her.
"I've been over in England. Hunting down a horse to train and put in a race", he answered. Ranya gasped.
"You got the job?" she squeaked. Chris smiled with a small nod and Ranya hugged him again. "Congrats".
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 0:19:28 GMT -8
To Peregrine's relief the minstrels finished their song. He nodded at Scipio, who began trotting Opera along side the ring. Peregrine bent his head and did some negotiation with the minstrels. Who muttered back. Finally, with much nodding of heads, Peregrine stepped up to where the female singer had been a minute earlier, picked up a spare lute ((equivalent to today's electric guitar)) and began to play with minstrels.
Then song was slow and solemn, it sounded like a funeral Scipio thought as he and Opera made their way down centerline to halt at X.
((Ever heard of Funeral for a friend/Love Lies Bleeding in my heart?))
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 0:26:33 GMT -8
Ranya watched Scipio for a moment before leading Chris off to the side and sat down to talk to him.
Zaynah rode off to the side and sat there, leaning on her horses neck. She chuckled slightly at the choice of song.
((nope))
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 0:34:37 GMT -8
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1dD07vD2Rs&mode=related&search=((Its what I want to do as a Kur one day.)) Opera's first steps were slow and solemn, and Scipio let her carry him aound the arena. Then the music became bigger, more powerful. Scipio put Opera into a fast canter as it echoed through the indoor arena. Then he slowed again, back to trot, a side pass across the arena, and extended trot down the long side--collection, then the music started to pick up. Her legs flung out in front of her in a fancy display of the art. Into the canter, her nose tucked to her chest, her legs extended.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 0:44:45 GMT -8
Zaynah blew through her lips as she watched Scipio and Opera move around the ring, showing off slightly.
"Too showy", she muttered to Ranya and Chris. Chris smirked and Ranya giggled. Zaynah smiled and slapped hands with Chris.
"You're good", Chris stated as he scratched Outlaws neck. "I've got an Arab stallion you can work with if you're free?"
Zaynah nodded.
"Sure...", she answered. "I'm not going anytime soon".
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 0:57:06 GMT -8
Suddenly a new voice filled the building. It was Peregrine. He didn't often sing in front of people, but this was an emergency. His high tenor voice, marked with the Scottish accent had an edge of power to it as he sang these words,
"The roses in the window box
Have tilted to one side
Everything about this house
Was born to grow and die
Oh it doesn't seem a year ago
To this very day
You said I'm sorry honey
If I don't change the pace
I can't face another day
And love lies bleeding in my hand
Oh it kills me to think of you with another man
I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan
But my guitar couldn't hold you
So I split the band
Love lies bleeding in my hands
I wonder if those changes
Have left a scar on you
Like all the burning hoops of fire
That you and I passed through
You're a bluebird on a telegraph line
I hope you're happy now
Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl
You'll make it back somehow!"
It was a song of the male lover lost in a battle, the first part was his funeral, the second half was his last farewell to his love. She had found solace within another man's arms.
Half-pass across the arena, her legs crossing over the next, countercanter, lead changes down the center of the ring, sitting trot seeming effortless. In the final verse of the song, Opera's legs seemed to attack both the air and ground, Scipio was in deep concentration, his muscles were screaming for release, but he kept at it, it was time to show this man Black and this new girl, the way things were down. Right before the song ended, Opera came down centerline, halted, and reared. Her front legs pawing the air in pride fiercer then her master's. Scipio saluted and rode out at a gallop.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 1:19:19 GMT -8
((time to show what this girl is made off))
Outlaw snorted and his eyes rolled back. Zaynah sat deep and pulled his reins up short.
"Steady, steady", she murmered before she caught sight of what was making him crazy. A man with a cross bow was skulking along the edge of the indoor area in the shadows.
"Hup", she shouted and kicked the horse behind the saddle. The pair raced across and leaped over the tall jump and raced beside him. Zaynah leaped from the saddle and tackled the man to the ground. She pulled his arms behind his back and tied them with a rope. Then she tied his ankles the same.
"Pin", she shouted standing up.
Ranya gasped and clapped loudly. Chris whistled his praise.
"Thats what I'm talking about", he cried out. "Bravo".
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 1:29:16 GMT -8
Scipio was feeling quite upstaged by the new arrival. He had been trying to impress everyone present, especially Ranya. But this new guy had ruined it. He literary rode Opera between Chris and Ranya at a fast trot. "Sorry." He muttered as he passed between them on purpose.
Peregrine walked up, looking really pleased with himself.
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 1:40:11 GMT -8
Ranya ran over to Zaynah and hugged her. She held her at arms length.
"You are officially my idol", she laughed. Zaynah smiled and ruffled the red heads hair. Then she shook Chris's offered hand.
Zaynah then turned to Scipio and chuckled.
"You like you've been upstaged or something".
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 1:51:53 GMT -8
Scipio had enough, He dismounted and walked right up to to Zaynah literary looking down on her from his full 6 feet. "Don't mock me." He growled.
Peregrine sensed unease between the knights. "Uhh..." he started, but before he could intervein...
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 2:41:52 GMT -8
Zaynah laughed sarcastically.
"I wasn't mocking you", she said coldly, pushing him away from her. "And dont threaten me".
Ranya gasped and stepped between them.
"Enough", she shouted just before...
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Post by Tobias Mhuir on Oct 20, 2007 10:26:41 GMT -8
The enraged Scipio drew his sword and turned on Chris.
"And you." He added in digust. "What do you think your doing?"
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Post by zaynah on Oct 20, 2007 19:32:26 GMT -8
Ranya whinced as the tip of Scipio's sword grazed her cheek. She put a hand to the wound and staggered back. Zaynah's mouth dropped open in shock.
"You're out of your mind", she said and walked over to outlaw.
Ranya looked at Scipio with disappointed in her eyes and walked off. Chris watched her go and turned to Scipio.
"What's wrong you?" he shouted. "Now look what you've done".
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