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zaria (bravely) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-07-06 21:34:00

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active, day 14, rose tyler, xena

Day 14
Who: Xena and Rose
What: Labyrinth Chat and General Awesomeness
When: Mid-Morning
Where: Horse Stables
Rating: PGish
Status: Incomplete

When Xena woke that morning, she found that the city had changed back to a setting she was more comfortable with. It had been that way when she had arrived and she liked it that way. She could relate to it a little better, even if it was more advanced than her world had been. She hadn't seen Argo in a few days and she knew the horse would probably be a little upset at being neglected.

Dressed in her usual garb, Xena walked through the door that magically led back to her room in the other city and then walked outside toward the stables. She whistled lightly, not exactly cheerfully, but somewhat carefree. The stables were open and she stepped inside to a chorus of whickers and neighs. Smiling, she headed for Argo's stall.

The horse had her hindquarters in Xena's direction and didn't seem to be inclined to turn around to face her. "Look, I'm sorry I haven't been here in a day or two." It might have been more than that, but she wasn't going to own up to it. "C'mon, girl. I have an apple! Don't you want a big juicy apple?" She cooed and clucked, sounding much too soft for a warrior princess.

After a long session of cajoling and encouragement, the horse finally turned around and snatched the apple from Xena's hand. Xena grinned and stroked the horse's nose. "I promise I'll visit you more regularly. Do you want to go for a ride today?" The dun colored horse whinnied and nudged Xena's shoulder with her nose. "Good, me too."

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2009-07-18 07:02 am UTC (link)

Rose was always up for a challenge. She'd faced a lot in the last three years, and riding a horse should've been the least of it. And yet, she took comfort in it. It wasn't nearly as deadly as some of the situations she'd found herself in, facing aliens and other species, not to mention the dangers of meddling with time and the boundaries between dimensions as she had. And Annabelle was bright and well behaved and seemed to listen to Xena as closely as Rose was.

Carefully, she gave the horse another nudge to the belly and gripped the reins just a bit tighter as the horse's gait picked up to the bouncy rhythm of a trot. She'd read about posting and uncertainly allowed her body to pick up the swaying motion. It was almost instinctive. If she didn't, her teeth chattered, and her body seemed to know it had to not let that part happen.

As soon as she was settled into the trot, her thighs already screaming at an unaccustomed workout, she looked at the riding warrior with a curious expression. "Argo. What does it mean? Her name, obviously. Do you know?" Annabelle was pretty obvious. Could be anything. But Argo was unique. Probably Greek in nature, considering what Rose had learned from Gabrielle. It sounded like it should've been a male name, but it seemed to work for the powerful horse who seemed to know her rider as well as Xena knew her.

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