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[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

He was moving so well today and I couldn't help but smile as he shifted into a flying change. His dressage had gotten better, but I would much rather been show jumping in the other area. That was the type of horse my stallion was. Though I had to pay extra for his board because of that. Armageddon's hooves beat the ground like the beat of my heart and I tilted my head back while his gait shifted smoothly into a canter from that flying change. I looked forward once more, directing him with a gentle press of my heels. I watched as the muscles in his neck caused his neck to arch proudly. Ah, he was such a beautiful creature, packed with lean, powerful muscles tucked under a blood red coat that claimed tiger striped legs and an obsidian mane and tail. Black painted hooves slipped forward as he came to a sudden stop. My hand rested against his sweaty neck. His nostrils flared just before a snort was released.

One leg swung over his side and came to tap against the ground before I pulled the other foot from loose. I could see the pale excitement glowing in his near black eyes. He always loved being groomed after a good work out. "Come on my lovely." I patted his neck as I led him toward the stables with the reins in hand. Once I'd placed him in his stall, I removed his bridle to replace it with a black halter that happened to be tired to his stall door by a navy blue lead rope. I unbuckled his saddle and pulled it from his sweat soaked back. I ducked under the rope, racing toward the tack room to grab the grooming supplies. I returned to his stall, and began to run the brush over his mussed fur. Armageddon braced his hooves tossing his head from side to side in pleasure as I stroked the comb over his dirty coat. "You need a bath, big boy." I cooed to him, rubbing between his eyes before returning my attentions to his coat. This was something soothing and the only time I acted like myself, rather than the trouble maker I could be.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

Yes, yes, even Jacky enjoyed going to the stables every once in a while. It gave him some time to get away from people. Most of the time, he didn’t like people. He enjoyed a single person, but never a full group. A person was smart, but people were so dumb. So being at the stables gave him some time away from people, and perhaps a person. His brothers never went riding when he was there, but being in the city all the time did that to one person. On top of that, they wouldn’t have had a horse either. But one of the first things that Jacky did when he arrived at this school was come in here, feeling much like an outcast, since he was chosen and half of the school wasn’t. At first he was under the impression that he was the only Chosen one. But he met someone down here, to taught him how to ride. The person that showed him graduated already, but Jacky never forgot to come out there once in a long while. Sure, he was no cowboy, rancher, but it was still somehow or another, nice.

He walked into the light stables, seeing some here already that belonged to the school. At first, he didn’t see the dark haired girl standing with one. When he realized she was there, at first it had startled him, for who knew that someone was actually here? But all the same, a light smile lit up on his face, showing his very white straight teeth at her. Hoping she wasn’t going to shoo him away, he leaned against the nearest post with a, ”Hey. I didn’t anyone else would be out here this time of day.” He told her, speaking the actual truth on his part. ”Shouldn’t a pretty girl like you have some sort of boyfriend to go to?”

If Jacky was being rude, he really didn’t mean to be. Those were just the type of questions he always asked people. He wasn’t the one to keep his thoughts back, or even, ‘think before you speak’ kind of person. He always spoke exactly what was on his mind, and that’s what was running through his thoughts. Most people here, especially stupid humans, whom he hated, always had a little girlfriend or boyfriend. Jacky wasn’t one of them, but he didn’t really think of himself as a hot guy either. He was average, but that was perfectally okay with him. This girl, however, had medium length silky brown hair with dark brown eyes. The brown eyes had a hint of some kind of green in them though when you got the right reflection. She was way more then average in his own eyes.

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

I knew someone else had entered the stables, for my great noble knight pressed his ears back and snorted harshly pawing the ground lightly in annoyance. You see, Army had a problem with men. He'd been an abused little boy and now I was his momma, taking more than great care of him. Why, he was the most rotten horse I'd ever owned or seen. I loved him all the more for his need to protect me with all his might. He thumped a hoof hard against the ground while I laughed, the sound coming out like wind chimes and soft bells. I glanced toward the boy who had invaded the enjoyment my stallion and I were having. I stepped from the stall, jean clad legs covered in dust and dirt. I raised a brow at him, smiling lightly.

"I always ride in the morning. It's cooler for him and easier for me." I tossed my hair back, watching him with a quizzical eye. I took no offence to his question and just grabbed Armageddon's face. "This is the only man I need in my life." I told him just before I pressed a sloppy kiss on the stallion's nose. My blood bay steed pressed his face closer to him before I pulled away wiping my mouth on my sleeve. I giggled lightly. "What's it to you anyways?" I demanded, turning to face him with hands on my hips. My eyebrows were raised in a way that questioned him ruthlessly. "Why are you here?" I asked, though I knew it would be simple for me to figure it out.

Sure, I cared little about who he was, but that was just my nature, until I got the chance to look him over. My dark eyes slide up and down him, tracing ever conture and feature. He wasn't to hard on the eyes. To tell the true, he was rather handsome, but that was coming from a wild child. What reason did I have to think he looked handsome in anyway. More than likely he was with a girl and I had no buisness questioning him. I didn't even know if he was a chosen or not. I glanced away from him, my eyes growing distant for a moment, looking into the future to see if that gave away what he was. I saw nothing and I sneered at the idea of being blind to everything. Ugh.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

There was a slight smile when she described why she was here this early. A little different then his. His perticular horse, pretty girl with slick black hair and deep brown eyes, hoved shinning all the time, didn't care when to go, as long as she went. Her name, Rain (yes, very orignal) techocoly wasn't his. It was his nephews, but since they never came out here and rode them, Jerry wanted Jacky to ride her every once in a while. So he did. He watched the girl explain very lightly it was the only man in her life. Jacky wouldn't know about that. His mind was so off of any type of couple relationship. Even if it was simple as a one night stand. No. He wasn't interested. Because of it, his brothers always told him to get out of the closet, but it was all fun. Jacky was perfectally straight.

"I wouldn't know." He said, as Jacky was never the person to keep his own thoughts in. "I havent' had a relationship ever" He explained to her, glancing at her stallion, who seemed to like her company. Her tone changed a little bit to him though, asking what he wanted. Why was that always the question? Was it always a crime just to say hi in the morning of a different manner? Ah well. He glanced down at his arm, which had his tattoo across it. It said in plain, black words, 'CHOSEN'. He was what you called an extremely proud chosen person, always wanting people to know what he was by just looking at his tatoo. Maybe she saw it, and she was human. He hoped not. Would certianly be a waste.

"It's not much to me, just curious since I haven't seen you up here before." He shrugged, starting to walk over to the other side, where the black girl was waiting for him with eager eyes. Though the question stopped him. He turned around, feeling his hair flip in the air with a crooked smile. "Nice to get away from people once in a while. This always seems to be the time of day where everyone is sleeping in."

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

My eyes were drawn to his tattoo, head tilting to the side as I looked at it, but his words pulled me back and a shocked look colored my features. "Really now. That's to bad. You're pretty cute. What are you Junior, Sophmore?" I inqured, glancing over him once more, "Seeing as I now know you're not a human." I gestured absently at his tattoo. An involentary step was taken toward him as my stallion nudged me forward. I tossed a glare over my shoulder at the stud, sneering slightly before snapping my head back around to face him. "Well, you're not alone in the never dated before. I deal in one night stands most of the time because no one sticks around and I don't do heart break."

I allowed my mind to wonder, turning my head this way and that, gazing at everything in the stables. How I would love to just live in the hay loft and always hear the quiet sounds that horses make within the night time hours. I sighed sorrowfully before raising a brow at him, listening to ever word he said. I gave a slight shrug of one slinder shoulder. "I've been here for awhile now." I gave no indication of exactly how long. I would just let him figure that out himself. No reason for me to spoil the fun. Well, giving my name wouldn't ruin the fun but it would make it less exciting. I sighed realizing that I was kind of being rude by not telling him my name. "Normal people sleep at this hour. True equestrains are up and about by now, feeding, grooming and riding." I nodded my head once sharply.

My legs carried me forward until I stood just in front of him. I held out my petite hand. "Brooklyn Smith." I announced, smiling like an angel, "Brook for short please." That was a good enough start. No need to be all formal about it. I was just straight up with it. No dancing around it with a 'my name is. . .' that was just pure bull shit when people did that. It was as if they were avoiding their own name. For goodness sake, it was damn near funny when other did stuff like that. I wasn't one to bull shit anything and soon he would learn that if he dared to bull shit me after I had been so straight forward with what he could call me.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

Well, once she got talking a little bit more, she didn't seem as bad as she first impressioned. Though Jacky didn't like to admit it, he was all about first impressions. It wasn't really he did it on purpose, but he did, almost out of habit. Then again, in his neighhorhood, everyone was the same backstabbing (sometimes literally, back stabbing with a knife), stupid, ganster person that had nothing better to do then to try to rule the town. Though, there was something that she did seem different. She certainlly seemed open. Jacky was open, but it he had subjects he would walk away if someone dared to mention it to his face. For example, the dealth of his mother... the strange girl he was still looking for. "Junior." He indicated. "And your not that bad yourself, my dear." He said. It wasn't weird for Jacky to call someone, espeically a girl, dear. He did that to everyone. He also called them 'Muffin, Dollface', such words like that.

But now that the single thought of the girl that saved him, that actually told him to come here was in his mind now. He was still looking for her. He wasn't even sure if she was in the school... however, there was something about this girl's voice that brought up that memory. No, it wasn't her. It was dark, but Jacky usually could tell. She commented on him and his tatoo, and he made a smile. He couldn't tell if she was human or not, but maybe thats what made her friendlier. She must have been Chosen... no human would be okay like that. Then again, his best friend, Val, was, and she was human. Huh. "And, out of curiousity, are you human?"

She also explained her reasons for not dating. "Mmm, one night stands. Have had some of those." He walked up on the one of the benches, standing up on it, and making himself look taller, "At least there is someone that hasn't dated. I mean, sheesh, almost everyone I know has dated." He said with an eyeroll. It was true, and most of the times, he got in fights because some people thought he was gay for not dating anyone. Hopefully, she didn't think that way either. An introduction was made, and Jacky nodded. "Jack Burkie, but no one calls me Jack. Everyone calls me Jacky." He said, saying Jack a little harsher then the other words. He hated the name Jack. NO ONE dared to even get close to calling him Jack besides his brothers.

He got off the bench, grabbing the horse brush and walking slowly toward the black beauty in front of him, carefully stroking her hair. Who would have thought that someone like Jacky actually enjoyed this? Yeah, he would have been the last.

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

I guess you could say I was enjoying this, though he wasn't really my type. There was something about him that made me want to turn away from him. Keep my eyes on the ground. There was something in him that caused me to want to step closer to him, study him up close and personal. I gave a soft sigh and removed Armageddon's lead rope before shutting his stall door and looping the rope around one of the bares that caused his stall to look like half a jail cell. A slow smile colored my lips, "Seems I'm a year older than you. I'm in my last year." I brushed a stand of hair over my shoulder. There was nothing more I could say upon that subject until something came to mind. "My major is animal studies. How about you?" My head tilted to the side, giving him quite the sweet look.

A smile quirked the edge of my pale peach lips. "I'm a chosen." I announced with pride. There was no shame in loving what you where, though I didn't like humans. What pride did they have. None in the least. That's what I thought anyways. I narrowed my gaze on him before moving onto my next question for him. "What powers do you have?" I leaned forward every so slightly, looking up at him for the moment he was standing on the bench. My heart jumped slightly in worry that me might fall or something. I almost felt the need to grab his pant leg to keep him balanced so that nothing would happen. Oh well, if he fell I could always fix whatever happened to him. I sighed slowly before shifting my mind back to what words fell from his lips and mingled in the air.

Confusion colored my features and I drew my face up to look right at him. "Why don't you like being called Jack?" I asked quickly, lifting both hands to push my hair behind my ears. That could be seen as rude, but I couldn't help myself. I was naturally into asking unwanted and sometimes uneeded questions. I watched him jump from the bench and move to brush the black vixen that he seemed so fond of. A slow smile curled my lips as my own devistating bronco pawed the area just before the stall door. He wasn't one for confinement, but he would grow used to it in the end. I allowed my attentions to return to Jacky. His name rather amused me, but I would keep quiet so as not to affend him.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

Ah, an older girl. Not by much, seeming it would only be a year or two, but it seemed to be a huge thing in this school. Or any school for that matter. Except his, where his brothers were dating plenty of seniors while they were silly little freshman. Then again, he probably wouldn't compare such things with his school, as it wasn't normal. She mentioned a major, and he made a shrugg, grumbling a little as he said, "Medicine. The only fucking thing I'm good at." Him cusing that smoothly was no suprirse. It was very natural to him, and he did it so often. "Wish I could take something like animal studies, but you actually have to have the brains." He told her.

Yes! She was chosen! This was good news. Jacky didn't really like humans, and be-friended one out of the blue. Sure, she was nice, but he still couldn't believe it. There were times it was hard to believe that Val was huamn. Imagine that. What else made him happy was the fact that pride went through her voice. Not a lot of Chosen had pride. She apperntally did, which was very good. He was starting to like this girl... as a friend of course. "Healing and Dowsing. I know, exciting." He said with full out sarcasm. Though he was glad he was chosen, he found his powers useless during fights, and defense moves. They did come in handy afterwards though.

He shook his head, "I just don't like it. Gives me bad memories." He said in a low tone, making his voice bitter in the end. It was all because when he was young, his 'real' parents liked to call him jack, right before they beat him. Not pleasant memories. Besides, Jack was so... odd. It was so common, and it reminded him of nursery rymes, which he had come to have nightmares about, with thier cute little stories and sayings. Who wouldn't be?

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

Something about the fact that he did medicine sparked me into excitement. "I think that's really cool. I was going to do that, but I've always had a love for animals." I scowled at him, placing my hands on my hips and shifting slightly to one side. "Midicine takes brains too." I snapped, "If you aren't careful you could end up really harming someone." My voice had taken on a warning tone as if trying to convay the need to understand some of the dangers that came with all powers. Even mine. I sauntered over to his side, leaning against the wall next to him. "She's pretty." I announced, watching the mare that stood close at hand. I had to remove my mind from the mare so that I could focus more soully on him.

"That's almost as good as being physic with healing." I said, tossing my head back and looking at the ceiling while my laughter rang like a bell through out the stables. I settled after a moment, sighing softly. I was fighting hiccups, but I wouldn't let him know that as I lifted a hand to cover my mouth, while a smile spread boldly there. Without warning, I hiccuped loud enough to make my dear stallion snort and my cheeks colored a deep red. "Joy. I have the hiccups now." I glared at nothing, tucking my hair behind my ear. Embaressment was clear in my eyes, but I wasn't going to give him time to remark on it.

I winced when he mentioned bad memories. "I'm sorry about that." I gave a soft sigh before pushing off the wall, "So what all do you have to do here? I was thinking about taking a walk out in the early moring sunshine and wondered it you might like to join me?" I leaned forward, bracing my hands on my knees and tilting my head to the side smiling like a doll up at him. So sweet and kind, with just a hint of the wicked edge that was known to be within me.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

Jacky didn't think medicine took any brains. Not with his powers anyways. She seemed to snap at him while she said that, as if he couldn't believe what he was saying. Or something among those lines. "Not with the power of healing. You just do whatever comes to you." He said with a simple shrugg. She probably didn't know about that, as not a lot of people he knew had healing. But when she contiuned to talk, he realized that she did know about it. "Physic? I wish I could see into my own future." He said with a slight smile on his face.

He looked over to the mare she was talking about before. "She is. I wish she were mine, but she's my oldest brothers." He explained. "He's handsome too." He said, jesturing to the stallion she was messing with eariler, "But he didn't seem to be all appealing to me." He said with a smile again. She started to hicup, and Jacky couldn't help but laugh a little bit. "I would give you water, but... yeah." He told her with a shrugg and yet another smile. There was one thing positive about these two... it made Jacky smile a lot.

He listened to her, and saw her smile up at him. Oh, how could he not say no? What harm could it do? "Yeah, I'd like that." Jacky wasn't going to lie, he would like that. Someone knew to talk to, since he had proven himself infamous with a couple of people. Besides, she defintally seemed like his type of friend, out there and independent.

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

I grimiced and looked at the ground. "See the future isn't always that fun. I hate it sometimes. I've seen things I don't want to see so many times that it just kills me. Like I knew when my mother and my aunt were going to die." I sighed casting my gaze away from everything around me before turning my attentions away from the past and smiling like the world was the best place to be. Well, really it was when this one guy seemed to radiate something that made me wish to lean into him and just. . . I paused in that thought, a blush coloring my cheeks. I shook my head before staring just passed his shoulder.

"Water is unneeded, I get the hiccups all the time when I laugh to much." I told him, covering my mouth again. I turned on my heels and cast a look over my shoulder. "Let's go then!" I was cheerfully awake for once. Normally after I went riding I slept a few hours before class. Free period in the morning when I could just chill out and do nothing until that class was over, but this morning, he'd brought me from my normal sleepy stuper. I walked towards the bright opening to the outside world and put my hand up to shade my eyes. "Ah! It's so nice this morning." I stretched my arms over my head and yawned, groaning with delight when my back popped.

I turned to face him, hands on my hips with the sun streaming against my back. "Hurry up slow poke." I told him, smiling devilishly. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on my knees and watching him with my face held up. It strained my neck, but whatever. I would survive until he got there. I shifted from side to side lighly, almost causing one of my hands to slip from my knee.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

He heard what she had to say about her visions. The mention of two people in her family dieing made Jacky grow silent. He was surprised that she would mention that, as the look on her face told him it was very personal. He was close to her, and then a faint pink grew on her cheeks. Jacky was too distracted from the comment to even notice such things. He would never saw something like that out loud to anyone, not even Val. Or his brothers for that matter. He wasn't the one to really say anything when he was sad or mad. He showed it by emotions, but with no words... most of the time.

She seemed to brush just past him, wanting to go outside. Jacky was slow when he walked, but it was more of habit then anything else. She called out to him, and he picked up his pace a little bit. Stopping, literally, dead in his tracks, he saw her in the sunlight. There was more defined features he could see now, the way her face looked as if it was carved mearly from an angel. Her eyes and hair were still the same they were in the dark. Now he pictured her with a black robe, and now her voice seemed different from before. It washer. The one he had been looking for the academy the whole time. The one that saved his life.

"I know you..." He said, hesitantly. Of course, he knew him, but he hoped that she got the message, I know you a little before we just met. "You..." He started to say, but couldn't finish, as if he couldn't belive it. Actually, he really couldn't believe it. It just didn't seem possible. He figured she might be here, but... so soon... and she was there. Did she know? Well, she would have had to, hadn't she?

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

My face paled slightly when he stated that he knew me and I sighed in defeat. "Yes. I know you know me, but now you know the name that I wouldn't give you." I looked down at the ground before straightening and shoved hair behind my ears. I looked away from him before peeking back at him from the corner of my eyes. My bottom lip quivered. Would he be mad at me for not telling him that I knew who he was from the very beginning. "I'm glad you took my advice and came here." I looked back at him, holding my head high and trying not to show the fear I felt. I swallowed slowly before walking toward him with sure steps. I halted before him, looking up.

"Do you really think I could just walk up to you and say, 'Oh hey! I'm the chick that saved your life?'" I raised a brow at him, "Would you really have believed me in the first place?" It was a simple question and this meeting had been destiny. I could not have put it off even if I had wanted to, so now. Here I stood, staring at the single person I had ever saved on impulse. I let out a sigh, dropping my eyes away from his. I felt so young and small standing before him now, though I knew I was older than him, I didn't feel that way at this moment. I felt like a tiny infent just waiting for something to happen that would be significant in my life.

I chewed on my lower lip, trying to think about all the possible ways this would turn out. I'd seen one to many ways this could end in his and my future and I wanted only one of them. Though I wasn't sure how it was going to work out. They never showed me what I said, they just showed me possible out comes. I hated it with a flaming passion.

[jacky holster burkie]

JACKY holster BUKRIE

So she did know. Jacky wasn't sure if he were mad or not. Sure, he was a little upset that she didn't tell him in the first place, but then again, she did have a point. If she said, 'I'm the girl that saved your life', Jacky probably wouldn't have said a word, then walked away. Of course, later he might think, 'Was she?' but then that put him in the bad spot to apoligize. That was not one of Jacky's strengths. He hated admiting he did something wrong. It made him feel weak, little, and belittled on when he did so, as the person just took the satisfaction in them. No, so maybe this was best.

Still, he couldn't not be a little mad. He watched her, as guilt seemed to wrap around her face. Perhaps it was something else Jacky couldn't identify. Eh, probably. She stared to walk towards him, stopping when she was close enough to really see the facial structures. He was shocked he didn't mention it before. He shook his head, "No, I guess not..." He said, but there was an edge to his voice as if he still wasn't sure. He wasn't sure, of course. Who could be? "And thanks for the advice... I would have never lasted." He told her, blinking a little bit at the upcoming sun.

He took a deep breath, asking what had been on his mind since the day she did so, "Why did you do it? I mean, I was just some stranger, shot in front of his house." He asked. This question had been haunting silently for the longest time, and it felt good to get it out.

[Brooklyn Amber Smith]

Brooklyn Amber Smith

My lips parted as I thought about the answer I was going to give. There were several ways I could fraze this. I could give it to him bluntly or subtly. I figured either way would hint him toward exactly what I'd see and why I'd saved his life in such an audaciou. It was brainless of me to think he would understand the whole future I'd spotted out among all the other paths that he could have taken. There was letting him die, letting him fade away from this life. Another was healing him and saying nothing, just leaving without a single word or thought. The final one was the one I had done. The one that appealed to me most. I let out a soft sigh, allowing henna shaded eyes to drift up to his face, studying it with such intesity that any other person would have looked away without thought of what they were doing.

I gulped down my aversion to the question that had been addressed to me. "I saved you because I saw potential in your future and something that shocked even me into impulse. I couldn't help, but save you. It was as if I was being pulled toward you and if I didn't save the life that you own, then I would have never been able. . . " I paused in my speech and looked down once more. I gnawed on my lip once more before releasing it from the grasp of my teeth. I stared at him once more, lips slightly parted as if I was about to say something, but just couldn't find the words to speak. It was impossible to even imagine what else I could say to him after the deception I had just laid out for him to see.

My eyes were filled with remorse and shame. Shame for lying to him, about not tellimg him who I was the moment I saw him. Remorse clouded my eyes, crying out loud an clear about how sorry I was. How much I wished I could make this easier make it simpler. I knew I couldn't. There was no way for me to turn back time. Time was not an ability that I could control. I could just see the things to come.