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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 23, 2007 3:28:00 GMT -5
Abby lay down on the thick, soft green grass in a clearling in the Woods. it was some of her time off at Chance, her family's stable, and decided to relax, away from horses.
She licked her dryed out lips and slipped off her shoes. The canopy hid the sunshine, and it was lovely. She smiled, her ipod playing in her ear. She was at peace and thourght about everything.
There was a creek flowing by the willow she sat under. Abby moved so that she was sitting on a comfortable brach with her toes skimming the surface of the water. She leaned against a Solid trunck, closed her eyes and dozed.
Untill the silence and peace broke with a distant gunshot. Abby sat bolt upright, her brething quickening with shock and fear.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 23, 2007 19:28:36 GMT -5
Ryan was riding his horse in the woods when he heard a gunshot. He galloped toward the sound and saw a girl sitting in the grass looking worried. Hop on. I want to go see where that shot came from. Ryan said taking charge. The girl looked like she could take care of herself but if there was a crazy gunman on the loose he didn't want anybody to get hurt.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 25, 2007 0:26:47 GMT -5
A voice caused Abby to swivel aroud, her face in shock, her arms in front of her. Seeing the boy, she took a moment to take it all in, and to register his presence ad his words. With a nod, she swiftly and somewhat with skill mounte behind him onto his horses rump, whilist the horse was still moving. She wrapped her arms around him. Waiting for him to move on.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 25, 2007 8:28:54 GMT -5
Ryan asked where the sound came from. He had thought that it came from where she was but since she had no gun, that was very unlikely.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 26, 2007 21:31:48 GMT -5
Abby spoke softly, still in a tad bit of shock.
Oh, umm. That way, I think.
She pointed in the oppositite direction to where the guy had appeared, across the creek. Her body was pressed against hs torso, as it would be riding in such a manner.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 27, 2007 7:52:42 GMT -5
Ryan stopped the horse. Are you okay? He asked with kindness. It's okay if you don't know, sometimes it's hard because of the echo.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 29, 2007 4:53:40 GMT -5
Abby bit her lip, then shoke her head.
I'm fine. I'ts that way.
She repeated softer.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 29, 2007 7:23:01 GMT -5
Ryan turned away, not satisfied but not wanting to press the issue. Hold on. He said as he galloped toward the gunshot.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 30, 2007 4:08:31 GMT -5
Abby grpped ever so slightly tighten as they surged off, only because her grip had loosened as she would fall. Her torso pressed against his back, her features anxious, determined and slightly concerened. Itwas a gun, after all. It occoyured to Abby that she was ridng towards a gun behind a complete stanger on a strange horse. Nevermind, she knew she could look after herself.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 30, 2007 7:53:34 GMT -5
Ryan suddenly smelled campfire and decided to slow down. He figured that campfire means people and people mean guns. He almost forgot the girl behind him.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Aug 31, 2007 4:54:45 GMT -5
Abby looked past the boy, but all she saw were trees. Not helpful. She glanced up to see a small line of smoke against the blue sky, quite close by.
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Post by IP13 on Aug 31, 2007 6:59:14 GMT -5
Do you think we should get off? Ryan whispered to the girl. He feared getting caught by them. He had a feeling they wouldn't mind shooting a couple of kids.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Sept 1, 2007 1:45:03 GMT -5
Abby pausede before nodding. Being on foot was quieter then a horse, though a horese was a faster getaway. She slid off the rump carefully but easilly. Patting the rump she smiled softly at the boy.
So what's your plan?
She half joked.
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Post by IP13 on Sept 4, 2007 8:01:13 GMT -5
What would you say if I said I didn't have one? Ryan said returning the smile. Ryan ground tied the horse before taking her hand and leading her towards the bushes that they had stopped behind.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Sept 5, 2007 3:09:52 GMT -5
Abby smiled at the boy, looking into his eyes.Good. I'm not a planner. She said just above a whisper.Usually they go badly and don't work how you want. Abby added, lowering her voice. She was suprised to feel him take her by the hand but obliged following.
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