Is the manager in? (Cara/Open)

[Onzyy]

Jasper Hale

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This is my interpretation,
And it don't, don't make sense.

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The cowboy boots clicked down the barn, and the young man was the source of it. The jeans covered the boots, and he wore a t-shirt with a light flannel shirt over that. In his back pocket were his goat skin working gloves. He had just settled himself into his room, and now had come to find out what his duties as groom would be. Each stable differed in their running of the barns, and obviously the Academy would be no different. His face was shaded by the black stetson, but it didn't stop the little bead of sweat roll down his face.

The summer weather had rolled in, and was making a lot suffer, man and beast alike. Curious heads stuck over the stall doors, some were empty, their occupants in the paddocks. Jasper had decided to come in the back way, just because. He saw the office and decided to make his way there. Noticing that there was someone inside, he assumed the barn manager, he knocked politely, and waited to be called inside. He didn't want to appear rude.

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Outfit: Here

[.Rissa.]

Bay Cromwell

Blonde curly hair bounced up and down with the movement of the boy's stride. His boots, cowboy boots, clodded brightly down the aisle. His blue eyes peered down the alley, seeking out Ms. Carr or her office. He was carrying his black English saddle over one arm with a saddle pad underneathe it. Granted, it was rather odd seeing a country boy, as Bay wasn't a cowboy in his terms, carrying English tack, but, that was the case.

The seventeen year old walked closer, seeing someone else was standing outside the door already. A grin graced the boy's face, and he nodded his head once in acknowledgement. He had never seen this man here before, but judeging how he was dressed, he was probably a worker. Bay heard there were a handful of ner staff members arriving lately. As he looked down at the saddle, he felt rather guilty. Surely Robby wouldn't get his feelings hurt. He was a great horse, it wasn't that at all. The boy just felt he was ready to try more complicated things, and he didn't want the thoroughbred getting hurt, as the animal had a chipped knee from a racing career. Bay would never forgive himself if the pleasing horse got injured again becuase of his own ignorance or lack of knowledge, which would explain his reasons for wanting to talk to the beautiful Ms. Carr. She was such a talented woman, way older than him, he knew, but, he could still find her pretty. Too bad he wasn't older though.

Outfit: Click<3
Notes: Couldn't resist. Lol

[Ω-Admin-Cara-Ω]

Katherine was in the middle of yet another phone conversation when she heard a knock on the door. "Yes, I understand." She said into the receiver. "Would it be possible for me to come and have a look?" A picture of a pure grey Connemara pony sat on her desk with a good amount of handwritten notes below the picture. Right now she was talking to the mare's owners, who were adamant about the fact that the pony must go to a competition home and be exercised every day and not to be ridden by novice riders who will ruin her... Katherine rolled her eyes skyward as she listened to the woman on the other end of the phone rattle on and on about the pony's qualities. "Thank you. Enjoy your day too. Good bye." She drew in a breath. "Enter." She called before she had even replaced the receiver.

[Onzyy]

Jasper Hale

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This is my interpretation,
And it don't, don't make sense.

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Jasper merely nodded to the student behind him. He wasn't a big fan of people who rode English, but he tolerated them. When he was called to enter he removed the black stetson, and walked into the office. Hello ma'am. My name is Jasper Hale and I'm the new stable hand. I was told to come speak to you. Jasper stood, as he preferred. He wouldn't sit unless he was offered, it just wasn't in his nature.

Jasper assumed his duties would be the same as at the other places. That was how it usually was. He noticed the picture of the mare on the desk. Pretty mare. You going to buy her?

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Outfit: Here
Lyrics: My Interpretation- Mika

[.Rissa.]

Young blue eyes gazed at the rough looking cowboy. He probably had the same attitude as the others, but then, who was Bay to judge? As the woman's demanding voice came out of the small room, he watched the cowboy enter inside.

The blonde boy took a few steps closer, but didn't venture in, the office was small enough, plus, he knew her words weren't directed at him, only the knocker from which they came. He shifted the saddle to his other arm, and let his shoulder rest on the edge of the door frame. His boots crossed each other and he stared at the ground as he waited for their conversation to end.

[Ω-Admin-Cara-Ω]

"Hello ma'am. My name is Jasper Hale and I'm the new stable hand. I was told to come speak to you. Pretty mare. You going to buy her?"

Katherine lifted her eyes and gave the man an even look before a warm smile touched her lips and she turned the picture pf the mare over and put it on the other side of her desk on top of a handful of other over-turned papers. "Welcome to White Oak Barn." She said. "And the mare's owners sound like too much of a handful, so no." The photo showed the mare to be very pretty and she had all the right training, but the barn manager didn't like dealing with people like the woman she had just spoken to. For those types of people, you quite often had to write up a full contract so that the old owners could no longer bother you once the horse had left their property.

She looked back at Jasper again. "Your duties are pretty simple. You will clean whatever stalls of the Academy owned horses that need doing. Feeding out, to all of the horses." She steepled her hands and rested her chin on them. "You are not responsible to clean out the stalls of the students' horses - no matter what they tell you. Oh, and there is a Haflinger mare in the barn that I advise you to keep clear of. Phoenix doesn't have very good barn manners toward anyone other then her owner. Cara is so on to it though that there will be no reason that you will need to go anywhere near the mare. If you run out of work, and let me know, I don't mind if you take a school horse out for a hack."

[Onzyy]

Jasper nodded. Some owners wanted to sell their horses, but couldn't remove the emotional attachment that they had to the horse. Sometimes they would go to the extremes to get the horse back, and it included theft. When the manager started mentioning his duties, he knew that the owners couldn't bother him with senseless requests as at the other stables he worked at. Thank you ma'am. And I will make sure to avoid her.

[Ω-Admin-Cara-Ω]

Katherine nodded. "If there's nothing else, I'll let you go and get a feel for the place." While waiting for Jasper's reply, the woman looked toward the door. "You may come in, Mr Cromwell."

OOC; Short and sweet sorry