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 Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 6:12 am
It was a typical day for Mykanos, no different than the past since he'd arrived at the training camp. His morning and afternoon training had already undergone, both assigned and of his own devising, and now he was left to tend to the duties he'd signed up for. The day wasn't nearly close to being done, only having been around three hours since lunch time. There were quite a few plump clouds drifting about in the sky, providing shade from the flamboyant sun from time to time, along with a chilled wind that would roll by ever so often to cool the heated flesh. All in all, not too bad a day.
The tall, stoic youth strode with grace and calmness to the stables, cleaned up from the sweat that'd clung to him prior from his intense work out sessions. His eyes didn't veer too much from the set course they were on, glued to the large building that housed the noble beasts he was rather fond and used to. They were the only other thing that provided familiarity for him, and a sense of comfort. Brilliant eyes gazed upon the first few horses that came into view once he was close enough, his arms shifting to start taking off his jacket, revealing the short sleeved shirt and toned muscles of his arms underneath. Letting it hang on one of the hooks that held the reigns, Mykanos approached a beautiful chestnut mare first, taking a moment to fondly stroke the long bridge of her nose. The powerful beast wuffed at the boy, nostrils flared, snorting softly as she gathered his scent. While he never had human acquaintances he could always count on companionship from animals.
Qixel short cause I suck at starting, whoops.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 8:25 am
Lenore wasn't having a good day. It wasn't a bad day, particularly, but any day she was assigned to clean the stables was never a good one. It wasn't that she didn't understand the necessity of it - being part of Falke, she understood perfectly. But that didn't mean she had to like it. And she didn't, especially as sore as she was from the training beforehand - the young girl still hadn't gotten used to the exertion. Crouched down, the twelve year old wiped the sweat and hair clinging to her skin from her brow, being careful not to touch herself with the gloved hand, using her forearm instead. As she lowered her arm, her nose caught another whiff of horse droppings, and the girl gagged. She'd never say or think it otherwise, but sometimes she wished she was delivering letters to Santos instead. Shaking such unnecessary thoughts from her mind, the girl turned a red-eyed gaze towards the door at the sound of someone entering. It was a tall boy, especially in comparison to her tiny frame, with darker skin than hers, and lighter hair. It was as if he was her complete opposite in every way. The girl said nothing, however, and turned her attention back to the horse crap at hand. Quietly gathering the feces into a bag, she stood up to tie it shut and stretch her weary limbs. musicaloner7 Your "short" drives me to shame, haha. xD I'll try my best to keep up. :3
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 1:41 pm
More affection was doted upon the lovely mare before Mykanos went to entering her stall. He kept a hand along her at all times so she was aware of his presence and position at all times. He glanced at the other workers that were in the stables too, noting the kid who was stuck with dung duty. While it wasn't the most pleasant of chores, there were some means of getting through it a bit easier. He'd found using a bandanna or cloth to cover ones mouth helped sometimes.
But he didn't bother her, and went about his own business as well. First he began with combing the dark mane that was resting along the long nape of the horses neck, ridding knots and tangles that had formed, as well as picking out any bugs that might be hiding within. Brushing was to follow afterwards, the hard bristled brush being stroked along the powerful neck at every angle, following to the shoulders, and barreled chest. He took his time with each area, making sure the short coat was given thorough attention, and each hair aligned to his best ability. Mykanos was not one to do anything half-baked, and besides, the horses certainly enjoyed such pamperings. A bath wouldn't be needed for them for some time now, since all had been given once recently, thus the dry brush was enough to keep the pelts from clinging to dust. The brush did give pause though when he spied a spider swiftly darting out from under the luxurious mane, and running along the horses body towards the flank for safety, clearly unhappy with the humans presence. The big creature gave no sign of caring for it, continuing to dip her head and munch on the provided dry grasses.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2014 2:16 pm
Grabbing the bag, the tiny twelve year old lifted it just off the floor before she began to take it to the drop off point. She hadn't made it more than five feet, however, before she accidentally stepped in a pile of fresh turd. The surface suddenly became slick, and Lenore was barely able to manage a short yelp as she fell forward towards the floor. Thrusting both hands out before her to break her fall, the bag went flying in front of her, breaking open to fling dung across the floor. Luckily, the girl only landed on hay, rather than the area now coated with fecal matter. Nevertheless, tears welled in the frustrated girl's eyes, and she slammed a small fist onto the ground. Muttering quickly and quietly under her breath, the tears began to flow as the accumulated stress of weeks of labor finally broke to the surface.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2014 5:49 am
Mykanos had just reached the small of the horses back, and right before the flank on the current side he was grooming, when he heard the smack of the fertilizer back hitting the floor. Giving pause, and the mare giving a light snort, but showing no care or reaction other wise, the fellow trainee watched the kid for a moment to see if she would get up on her own.
Hm. Seems not.
Setting down the brush, he casually sauntered over to the fallen child. Taking a glance at the strewn out mess, he bent slightly to reach for the tyke. Since her hands were gloved with poo, he instead grabbed her by the waist with either hand, and hauled her up with ease. Setting her on her feet, he gave a little adjustments here and there to her slightly ruffled appearance caused by him. He stared at her again, as if waiting for something, before speaking in his usual calm, deep voice, "You alright?" eyes trailed back down to the littered feces around them, walking into one of the stalls to grab one of the forked scoopers, to try and at least gather up what he could.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2014 8:45 am
Lenore felt herself lifted up, and before she could react, she was on her feet. She averted her gaze from the much larger man's stare. At his inquiry, she bit out a sarcastic response. "Oh, yeah! Everything's great! I'm just tripping in feces and looking like an idiot, no harm done!" The girl closed her eyes for a moment before wiping at them with her forearms, careful not to touch her face with her hands. She looked back up at Mykanos, who had gone to retrieve a scooper. "Sorry, it's not your fault. I'll get it, don't worry..." She said, dropping back into her usual quiet voice. Stepping over to the bag, she began to push the turd back into a pile.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2014 11:26 pm
The outburst didn't get much of a reaction from him besides a mild glance while he continued to gather up what was spilled out. His calm, composed demeanor remained. Once she gathered herself somewhat, he paused briefly, "Hold open the bag." he suggested, scooper giving a strong shove at the pile he'd gathered, to slide what he could onto it, lifting a large portion. It'd be more effective to have one of them hold open the bag while the other scooped, to get this done easier and quicker.
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 8:41 am
Lenore was quiet a moment. She wasn't used to receiving help, not when it wasn't ordered. Nevertheless, she opened the bag as instructed. "Why are you helping me...?" She inquired, looking up at Mykanos. It probably wasn't his job to clean the stalls, or else he wouldn't have been grooming the horse.
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 10:51 am
Patiently he waited for her, arm muscles bulging and taut with holding up the heavy burden of poo. Once the opening was provided, carefully he let the fertilizer slide in, making careful not to get any on the youngsters arms or hands, regardless if she was wearing gloves or not. He continued this process, scooping and gathering what was on the ground, and dumping it into the bag, somewhat surprised by the question the girl asked... though it didn't show on his face. Pausing very briefly to glace at her, he answered with a mild shrug, "Why wouldn't I?" he replied back casually. It was an odd question, really. It just made sense to offer assistance. Who wouldn't do the same?
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Posted: Wed Jul 23, 2014 1:51 pm
Lenore pondered on his answer for a moment. She didn't really have an response. Why do people help out with something when they don't have to...? Why do people not? "It's not your job to, unless it is...?" The twelve year old had assumed that his job was to groom the horses, but perhaps he was doing it for fun? If so, why? She continued to hold the bag open, her face turned away. Her eyes flicked from the ground to Mykanos and back.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2014 7:27 am
Her response made him pause slightly, before he shook his head, a few ribbons of his silky golden hair sliding off his shoulder to hang freely as he bent for more poo, "Not today, no." he replied simply enough, piling in another portion. Straightening upright, he looked along the ground thoroughly, only seeing a small bit more that needed cleaning up. Stepping around the little tyke to get to it, it was shoveled up quickly, and put in with the rest. There. Turning back to her, his head tilted faintly, as he shifted his weight to one side, his expression almost speaking for him as he eyed first the bag, and then her curiously.
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2014 9:11 am
Lenore shook her head. She didn't get it. At all. She'd never seen the man in her life - why was he helping her? He wasn't being forced into it, and her life wasn't in danger like during the festival. She just didn't get it. As the last of the waste was piled into the bag, she tied it shut, tighter this time. Sighing, the girl picked the bag up, once again just off the floor, and began to walk to the drop off point. Without any excess poo, there shouldn't be any problems.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2014 8:29 am
Watching carefully as the girl secured and hoisted up the bag, Mykanos went ahead and put the scooper away, smoothing his hands against one another afterwards. Turning to follow after Elenore, but at a somewhat distanced pace, he kept an eye on her to make sure she was successful in the drop off. He had plenty of time to get to grooming the horses, after all. But he certainly didn't want the youngster struggling again without anyone to help her. And so he pocketed his hands and surveyed quietly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 12:04 pm
musicaloner7 Sorry for the extremely delayed response, couldn't think of anything to write. >.> Lenore made it to the drop off point, and set the massive bag of feces on the ground. Stepping away from it and its odorous aura, she took a few deep breaths of the fresh air, glad to be out of the stable. Stretching, she turned to go back and saw Mykanos. She tilted her head. "Was there something else...?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 10:55 am
Pleased to see that the girl made it on her own without another spill, he paused a good distance from her when the task was complete. When prompted, he gave a small shake of his head, "Just making sure you made it alright." he replied with, before turning to head back for the stables and continue on with his own duty.
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