The Meeting// (Lottii)

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(Too lazy to create a posting template. Excuse my laziness)

REMII LOCKE

She sat in the stall, her oracles locked on the Chestnut mare who lain in front of her. Another sigh huffed from the mare, her maw pressed into the ground. She was depressed, and it was making Remii recede into her shell again to try and figure out why. Fade seemed to take up a lot of her time, and there was the fact that she had three other unruly equines and one that was pining for another which was just situated across the yard from him. Remii rolled her oracles as she thought of Oscar. He was becoming obsessed with Casey all over again. Mind you, Remii was the same for the Anglo-Arab's owner. A grin lit up her features as she thought of Harry, and then it fell again. She remembered where she was going in ten minutes. She and Harry were going to meet Evan, her grandfather. This would be the first time Harry would meet Remii's only family member. Well, the only one she was in touch with. She was dreading it. Evan wasn't the most umm, social of human beings. He was bound to take a dislike to Harry due to the fact that he was dating his little Locket. Her grandfather was the only person who could ever call her by her nickname, it wouldn't suit anyone else. The male's Irish vocals just suited the word, it wouldn't seem right coming from anyone else. Her lips pursed as she thought on how the meeting would go. It wasn't looking good in her mind. She glanced down at her watch, and noted the time. Her face soured, she had to go and meet Harry now. Let the fun begin.

She left Fade's stall, pausing to make a fuss of the mare before she went on her way. Fade responded by pressing her cranium forward to meet Remii's hand. The girl smiled softly. That was an improvement, but not a substantial one. She needed a new plan soon for the mare. As she walked from the block, she peered into Flax's stall. The gelding was lame so wasn't out in the pastures with the other horses. He was looking well and truly sorry for himself. She chuckled at his expression, which made him pin his audits back and in turn made her rolled her eyes. Even when he wasn't himself he was a pain in the backside. But, by tomorrow, his leg should be fine and he'd be back to bossing Whisper and Riddle around. Finally leaving the yard, she put two fingers in her mouth and let out a loud, ringing whistle. She heard a rustle, and then a sharp bark. Then, a large, lumbering frame darted toward her. She laughed as he launched himself at her. She caught his paws in her hands and they continued on in their sort of dance. Thyme's tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth as they continued and then he finally dropped back onto all fours. They made their way around to the main office where they would wait for Harry.

She was perched on the bonnet of the car as she waited for her boyfriend. That word made a smile pull at her lips. Thyme was sprawled on the floor beside the vehicle. She glanced down at him, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. She chuckled, and then pulled her shoe from her feet. Angling it so it wouldn't hurt him but just startle him, she dropped the shoe onto him. He ripped his head up and glared at her accusingly. She just laughed, pulling a kissy face at him. He wagged his docked tail and then promptly sprawled against the ground again. She stared at her shoe, trying to work up the energy to go and retrieve it. She shrugged, deciding to get it after. Her legs pulled up to cross in front of her, and she rest her elbows on her thighs. She hoped Harry would turn up soon, as much as she didn't want to go to her grandfathers, she hated waiting.

(Quite like it! Will add Evan in the next post)

[Lottii]

Giving the foal's forelock a final ruffle, Harry turned his attention to his dam, Magick. The pretty Friesian cross Arab mare was fairly forgiving, understanding her cheekily behaved little foal often required more focus. Caressing her face gently, he fed the mare a slither of carrot out of her foal's view. He didn't normally like to hand feed horses, but once in a while it wouldn't do a horse like Magick any harm. Brushing her with a soft brush, her black coat gleamed. Glancing down at his watch, he almost jumped when he realized the time. He had about 1 minute until he was meant to meet Remii ready to go and meet her grandfather for the first time.

Whispering an almost silent goodbye to the horses, he was pleased that the black hairs hadn't stuck to his polo shirt, and his jeans were clear of mud. Getting changed wasn't something there was time for now, so he simply rubbed down his slightly muddy boots with some water from the tap outside the yard. Satisfied they were clean - albeit very worn - he headed over to the parking lot where his girlfriend would be waiting for him. The word was really unfamiliar applied to him, but he liked it so far. Anything that meant he could somehow classify his feelings about the girl was good.

Seeing her sat on the bonnet with just one shoe on, the other clearly dumped on Thyme, made a large grin instantly spread across his face. Reaching her, he leant against her bonnet, not wanting to sit on it in case his large frame dented the car. Wrapping his arms around her he touched his lips to her cheek, every muscle in his body aching to kiss her properly, but not daring to when they should be leaving. Instead he kept one arm on her as he stood him, his other hand gesturing towards car questioning if they should get going. Harry rubbed Thyme's head in a friendly way, the large dog could amuse him as often as Remii, if not as greatly.

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REMII LOCKE

When she saw Harry come around the corner, her heart soared. Her grin increasingly grew with every step closer he took. He echoed a grin on his handsome face, and she realized it may be because she was minus a shoe. She gave a quiet chuckle, and then when he reached her she opened her arms and folded them around him. He had also pulled her into one of his special bear hugs and planted a kiss on her cheek. She flushed a rosy pink at the contact, but didn't return in. Otherwise they would never get going. The grin that lit her face was almost childish to contrast with her thoughts. She shook her head to clear it and then followed Harry's gesture to the vehicle. She nodded, before hopping from the bonnet and dipping down to retrieve her shoe. She looked at it briefly before deciding she couldn't be bothered to put it back on her foot and threw it into the back of the now open car.

Next she had to try and persuade Thyme into the car. He sat looking at Remii with that daft look on his face, something he specialized in. She looked back at him and pointed at the back of the vehicle. He seemed to shake his head and she sighed. Then her form leaned down and picked his front paws. Placing them onto the chair, she moved around to his hind and heaved him up into the truck. He just panted happily, turning around to swipe his tongue over her face. She had to laugh, she'd never met such a lazy dog. Unable to resist ruffling his ears, she did so and then closed the door. Glaring at him when he attempted to climb into the front of the car where Harry already was, she then placed herself in the seat he was trying to get to. Pushing him back into the rear of the vehicle, she smiled gently at Harry. She was growing more and more nervous about him meeting her grandfather.

They drove in silence, which wasn't unusual for the pair, but there was tension radiating from the young femme's frame. She kept casting glances toward her company, her lip being chewed at as she did so. Good job she was driving, otherwise her nails would have been well and truly sunk into her palms. Her hands clenched around the steering wheel, causing her hands to change to a startling shade of white. She was also fidgeting, another sure sign she was nervous. They turned into the street where her grandfather was living. The houses were much more elaborate, many had their own stables. Like her grandfather, a lot of the residents of Elm Terrace were richer. Not that Evan would ever flaunt it in someones face. He just bought a house here so that he could bring Clover and Paddy with him. Remii allowed her lips to twitch at the thought of her grandfathers Irish Sport Horses. She'd spent a lot of time with them over the summer, especially Paddy. The gelding had a few problems she had managed to calm, which Evan was now too old to do himself. They turned into the drive of the beautiful house, which didn't effect the girl like it had done when the first moved in. The gruff bark of Evan's canine sounded in the distance, and then the quiet thunder of hooves. Obviously they were out in the pasture, which was just to the left and a little back from the house. It was a beautiful day, so it didn't surprise her.

She let herself from the vehicle, and waited for Harry to get out his side. As she did that, she let Thyme out the back. He bounded out and went straight to the side of the house. He could hear Yogi's excited barks and the pair ran straight into each other. The girl laughed, and then watched as they bounded off to go back to the horses. She walked around to meet Harry, squeezing his hand briefly before setting off to where the canines had just gone. As they got to the corner, Max the feline appeared. He meowed his greeting and sat back on his hind legs. This signaled that he wanted to be picked up. Obliging to do so, she leaned down to scoop him up. Cradling him close to her chest she went around to the pastures finally, spotting her grandfather watching her already. She smiled shakily, and he returned it. Then, his attention turned to Harry, which caused the girl to gulp nervously. He wasn't the sort of man you wanted to get on the wrong side of, and it seemed that Harry was verging there already. Her eyes went to the two horses who were stood just behind Evan. Paddy whinnied excitedly at the company, but Clover gave a more lady like greeting. The girl smiled, but didn't make her way to them. Not just yet. She took a step closer to Harry, even in this situation, she found him to be her comfort. She hoped she could be providing the same thing for him.

EVAN LOCKE

The older male stood outside his gelding's stall with a slight grin on his face. Paddy had his cranium outstretched and was snuffling his owners pocket before giving up. No treats today. The stables opened up into the pasture, so Evan only had to open the doors and they were free to run. He did so, unlatching the lock on Clover's stall first. The mare strode out in an eager trot, her neck held high and her nares flared. She spotted Yogi, the huge brown newfoundland dog at the far side of the pasture. She whinnied and took off toward him, her audits forward and her strides almost a playful prance. He smiled, watching the pure beauty of the Irish Sport Horse mare. Next, he went to Paddy's stall and let the chestnut out. He was by no means as elegant as Clover. He stumbled as he left the stall, but quickly picked up and streaked after the pair who were now playing excitedly at the bottom of the pasture. Evan, happy that they should stay out of trouble, set on mucking out the stalls. Going to collect the wheel barrow and pitch fork, he set to work.

He gave a sigh of satisfaction once it was complete, dumping the muck on the small muck heap he had just started. Just as he made his way back around to the stalls, a familiar growl of his granddaughter's car. A grin spread over his face, but only stayed their briefly. He knew that her new boyfriend was coming with her today, and he resented him already. The fact that he only just got Remii back into her life and was already losing her again made him sour toward the boy. He placed the wheel barrow away before turning to see Yogi bound toward Thyme who was coming in the opposite direction. The pair slammed together and tumbled into a mass of fur and limbs. He chuckled and made his way to the fence of the pasture. He noted that Max was trotting around to greet the visitors and meowed at Remii. The youngster scooped up the feline and then stepped into view. She smiled at him, but did not speak. He expected that, and just smiled back. Then, his attention went to her company. His oracles narrowed, his lips pursed as he studied him. Remii moved closer to Harry, which made Evan pull a face. "Good afternoon you two." he said finally, his thick Irish brogue marring his words. He kept his eyes on Harry, wanting to gauge his reactions before he offered anymore. He knew Remii wouldn't like it, but he also knew that she wouldn't say anything. She'd scold him later when they were alone, so he may as well make the most of it now.

(Remii post, I sorta like. Evan post is much shorter. I dislike it, but it'll get better.)

[Lottii]

As they drove down into the town, his nervousness became more and more obvious. Harry's every couple of second glances towards Remii revealed she was feeling much the same. His face was perfectly blank, he had reverted to the mask which was once a permanent feature but now only made rare appearances. He sighed internally, his lips too tightly clasped together for any noise or even a little air to escape.

The car reached what Harry assumed to be Remii's grandfather's house, and his attention was first caught by the two beautiful horses in the paddock. The pair looked to be Irish Sport Horses, a bright chestnut alongside a less shocking color of bay. As he stepped out the car, Thyme hurried off to play with another dog. Following Remii, who seemed to have gained a cat, they went around the side of the house, nearing the horses. Harry's body tensed as the older man came into sight, a flicker of almost pure fear crossed his face for a second. As Remii moved closer to him, an ache came into him to hug her, to hide behind her. But, somehow he didn't think that would much help the situation. Settling for resting his weight on the leg nearest her just to show he wanted to be near her, he nodded respectfully at the greeting. Harry's eyes glanced at Remii, unsure of what he should do. He let the smile that occurred every time he was near the girl spread across his face. In his features you could almost read his feelings for her, and it took a little effort to stop himself blanking his face again.

ooc: I don't like it :/ It's short :/ I like the last little bit.