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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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bravely
2009-07-25 03:47 am UTC (link)

"It's the name of a ship. Are you familiar with the tale of Jason and the Argonauts? They sailed the ship Argo from Iolcus to find the Golden Fleece. The ship was said to have a special piece of timber in its prow that could speak and prophesy." She shrugged and looked down at the blond mare with the white mane. "And I liked the name." She looked up and over at Rose.

"You're doing well for someone who had only ridden plastic horses before. A natural, I think. Most people have fallen off by now." She smirked, thinking of how many times Gabrielle had fallen off the horse just trying to get ON her.

She rode next to Rose, ready to stop should she look to be losing her balance. But Annabelle was a good mare and she was used to being ridden, it appeared. Both horses seemed to appreciate the exercise and before long they were in a large meadow. "Since no one seems to be from this place originally, I assume you aren't either. You have a strange lilt to your voice, too. Where do you come from?"

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