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Post by infiniteAVERY on Jul 30, 2008 13:49:27 GMT -5
Her eyes were absolutely huge, placing two fingers over her lips once he'd let her go. A sort of spluttering, spitting sound was shooting out of her lips, wiping her fingers across her mouth and staring at her hand as if she expected there to be venom on her fingertips. "You..." was all she managed to say at first, blinking rapidly as if she was going to cry. "Oh my god, you fucker!" she screeched, her words seeming strange even to her, but the only thing she could come up with. Avery was pregnant. She obviously had a boyfriend - or more, had had one. She'd made it clear she didn't love him like that. So what the hell was his problem? "I can't believe you...just leave me the fuck alone!" she roared, ignoring Sota as he spooked and tugged on the reins at her booming vocals.
Saying that hurt, though. It'd seemed like just a small while ago she'd said something similar to that to Tanner - in the hospital, when the news had been broken that she was pregnant. Avery was getting really good at hurting people and leaving them, wasn't she? It just wasn't right, but she didn't know what to do anymore. It was like, ever since that day, she'd been wallowing in water, trying to swim somewhere but not moving at all, just stuck where she was. Corey had given her a little push, but that'd been ruined too and she was just a sitting duck again, out in the middle of no where. She was actually crying now, but barely noticed that fact, just shaking her head and swinging herself up onto Sota. She was barely in the saddle before she whistled to him, but the stallion refused to budge, probably wanting to hang behind for Azrael.
"Come on, you stupid horse," she muttered, her voice cracking in the middle of the sentence as she slammed her heels into Sota's side. That was definitely not her - she never did this with her animals - but she was frantic now, feeling so extremely low, she didn't care what happened anymore. She just wanted to get away.
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Post by COREY::YourMyOnlyRealMistake on Jul 30, 2008 14:13:21 GMT -5
He looked at her, his eyes and mouth three perfect circles of horror. Swinging into the saddle swiftly he nudged Azrael into a swift canter after Avery. His face was grim yet his lips still burnt from their kiss, well, his kiss. Avery wait the hell up! he shouted as he spotted Sota's hindquarters pounding away in the distance. Azrael moved into a swift gallop, soon siding with the pair. Avery, please stop. he said as the wind rushed past her, stealing half his words away. He could always jump onto Sota's back but then the horse would probably go down.
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Post by infiniteAVERY on Jul 30, 2008 14:41:40 GMT -5
Sota wasn't cooperating. Maybe he just wasn't supposed to. Maybe this was supposed to not go her way, not leaving Corey behind but instead attempting to make up with him, taking his apology. Sota had slowed down considerably, absolutely refusing to respond to Avery, who was attempting to urge him faster. He was moving at a lazy canter now, keeping his stride even with Azrael's as if this was some game. It certainly wasn't, and Avery almost slipped off as she wiped a tear out of her eye that was blurring her already hazy vision. "Leave me alone, Corey," Avery growled, shifting Sota over a bit from his side.
She wasn't as forgiving as he was, obviously. Yeah, she'd been known to hold grudges, but this one didn't seem like it'd be resolved any time too soon. It just wasn't possible. He was making this too difficult for her.
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Post by COREY::YourMyOnlyRealMistake on Jul 30, 2008 14:49:08 GMT -5
And then the anger came back. No Avery. he snarled back, pulling Azrael over closer to Sota, he knew what he had to do. Standing up in the stirrups, Corey took his outside leg out of the stirrup and placed it on the saddle, so he was faceing Avery.With a single push off his leg, hed jumped onto Sota. The horse's legs buckled and bent in all directions, but soon the elgant body of the equid and the two bodies upon it came crashing to the ground. Sota's whinny was the last thing Corey heard before a shooting pain ran through his ribcage, and then there was nothing.
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Post by infiniteAVERY on Jul 30, 2008 15:03:27 GMT -5
Avery screamed as she felt the horse tumbling over itself, the impact of Corey leaping onto the animal's back bringing him down almost instantly. What was he trying to do, completely ruin everything for her? Break her horse's leg after he'd screwed up her mind? She felt Sota roll over her before she even knew what was happening, something snapping in her arm as she screamed again, the pain of it a shocking surprise. She wasn't knocked out like Corey was, instead glancing over to him and gasping as she saw him, obviously blacked out. Attempting to move, she felt an objection in her right side, but ignored it, grabbing his shoulder and whispering his name.
It seemed useless. He was basically just gone, and she instead directed her attention to Sota. Other than his reins looking a bit tangled, he was fine, grazing next to the confused and startled Azrael and even throwing in a yawn just for her sake. She groaned again, laying back down, feeling like she couldn't even move. How ridiculous and just plain idiotic was he? He could've gotten them both fucking killed - or more, killed three things in that process. Corey, Avery...and the kid that would be coming. Sota could've been injured severely, possibly needing to be euthanized. He was insane.
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Post by COREY::YourMyOnlyRealMistake on Aug 1, 2008 2:34:32 GMT -5
A rush of blood to the head. Corey's body shot bolt right, even though his ribcage and left wrist disagreed with it. The gash over his eye was still bleeding and the hot blood stang his eyes. Wiping it away slowly, he looked over to Sota and Azrael, then back to his left wrist. Well, that wasnt what hed expected. A jagged collumn of bone poked defiantly out of his skin. Shit. he muttered, his words summing up the whole situation. Right now, Avery's explosion could wait. Taking his belt off with his right hand, he put inbetween his teeth, knowing this was going to hurt. Mentally, he counted to 3, and slammed his right hand down on the offending bone. A loud crack was heard, corey winced and made some little odd roaring noise. Taking the belt from his mouth he made it into a form of sling, hoping it would sustain his arms weight. Turning to Avery, he looked over her body. There were signs of discomfort and maybe a few broken bones. Are you badly hurt? he asked, still shaky and pale from his black out. Spasms of pain shot through his arm, grinding his teeth, he ignored it. His blue eyes filled with concern and sincerity. [/center] |
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Post by infiniteAVERY on Aug 1, 2008 8:22:16 GMT -5
She looked over at him with a disgusted scowl, clearly blaming him entirely for this and even more angered by Corey. Avery had given up on him completely now - though that'd probably change in the long run, you had to give her time - and she didn't even want to reply. Of course, that'd be a bit childish. He cared, he'd asked, a response was in order. "Well, are you hurt?" she bit her lip, attempting pathetically to dodge his question. Yes, she was injured, but she didn't want him fretting over her when he looked to be in seriously worse shape. Her optics glanced over his figure, wincing at the makeshift brace he'd created and wondering at just how much he'd hurt himself. The bigger you are, the harder you fall, and he'd seemed to prove that.
"Corey, we need to get you to the hospital or something, you're hurt..." she muttered, her lyrics and features actually quite sympathetic and worried as she reached out towards him with her good arm, grimacing at the shot of pain through her body with the gesture. Corey needed more help than she did, it seemed, and she wasn't going to be selfish or rude while he was in pain.
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Post by COREY::YourMyOnlyRealMistake on Aug 5, 2008 3:34:23 GMT -5
Corey shrugged, it didint hurt to much, compared to what hed done in previous years. Il live. he grimaced, standing up slowly, wincing as his ribcage disagreed with him. We better go back...get ourselves upto A&E. it was a good excuse to leave, to avoid Avery ripping his head off. Well, he had enough body parts about to fall off and right now he rather valued his head. What hurts on you? he asked her again. It was surprising her baby wasnt affected. Was it a baby yet? Corey didnt know and he wasnt about to ask either.
Azrael walked over to Corey and pushed his velvety nose against Corey's shoulder. A hand flicked up and brushed his nose gently. Good boy. he murmered. Worried blue eyes turned bac k onto a Avery. Hed fucked up big style. A hollowed sigh left his lips, completely unsure whether he shouldve stayed in the sanitarium or not. [/center] |
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