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Chase scratched Xandro under his soft mane.
“I don’t think I’ve met you before. I’m Livia, but you can call me Liv. This is Xandro,” she patted Xandro’s neck. Chase played with Xandro’s lips, a strange light in his eyes, but it was hidden by his hood.
“Chase Duke.”
“Should we go to the mall now?” Livia slid down from Xandro. Chase looked back at Callista, a flash of green appeared from under his hood before disappearing into the black iris again. She wouldn’t know what that meant, Chase knew, but just the same, she disserved it.
Hopefully Fynn and Lukas hadn’t noticed.
"You need French Toast."
Livia
She was glad to see that Chase liked Xandro. And Xandro seemed to like him as well. It wasn’t often that Xandro was able to bond with another person.
“Would you like to ride him?” she asked Chase. “I’m sure Xandro wouldn’t mind,” she eyed Xandro, warning him not to even try and object.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Chade Duke
If his hood had not hid Chase’s eyes from Livia, she would have seen a flash of crystal blue.
“S-sure, I haven’t ridden in a-ages.”
"You need French Toast."
Livia
“Well, Xandro’s a good teacher, aren’t you?” she over enunciated each syllable, making sure Xandro got the point and wasn’t going to try any tricks. Xandro curled his lip and seemed to glare at Liv, and then turned his warm eyes back to Chase.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333@rae oh sorry I forgot to tag you XD
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Why do I feel like making Chase laugh? He’s delighted to ride, but he wouldn’t laugh. He hasn’t laughed for probably three-four years.
Chase Duke
Chase ran his hand over Xandro’s top line and withers. He wouldn’t let Livia touch him to boost him up, he just stepped back, and managed to mount the horse by himself. Holding his shoulders high, and keeping his tailbone of the horse’s back, he distributed his weight into his thighs, heels angled down. His fingers twined into the beautiful mane, and he leaned forward, whispering something Livia couldn’t catch in Xandro’s ear. Adding pressure with his heels, Xandro moved forward.
"You need French Toast."
Chase only knows how to ride bareback and bridleless. He wouldn’t know what to do with a saddle or reins really. And often, he doesn’t need reins, since he has that natural charm with animals.
"You need French Toast."
Livia
She watched in awe as Chase mounted. Although he claimed to not have ridden in years, Liv couldn’t have known. He was a natural on a horse. She smiled to herself. She was glad that there was another horse-lover at this school. Maybe she wouldn’t be as out of place as she had originally thought.
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Just letting you guys know, I’ll be gone for a week! See you soon!! (Plz don’t get to the dance without me 🤪)
“Everything is a mountain”
@smiley @esther-c @freedomwriter76 @calyhuge
Okay, i don’t who was supposed to go next but i have some free time so thought i’d rp to get things going again. 😉
Riya
So many people had showed up out of nowhere. It was all so sudden, not how Riya generally liked things to go. They all seemed nice enough but she couldn’t help the memories that flashed before her eyes. The voices that screamed at her to run away. The faces of those she had trusted only to have that innocence stomped on.
After she and Ami helped the girl, Jade, up, she subtly made her way to the back of the group and positioned herself in a way that she could observe everyone without them take much notice of her.
Riya listened and watched as they all shared where they were from.
Austin?
Aletheia?
She had never heard of any of those places, but then again, that didn’t surprise her much. Everyone at the school was from an unheard of land and by now she had learned to not question. Their homes were just as real as her home. All those names weren’t on her maps but they held just as much memory and love, and that was a comfort.
by Whaley! Have a happy thanksgiving!!!
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
Callista
Callie had a soft smile on her face as she watched Chase ride the horse. He seemed right at home on Xandro’s back. After a minute or two, Callista took a small step forward. “Not to interrupt, but I think it’s about time we head out to the mall if we want to get home before dinner. Everyone okay with that?”
Just trying to get things moving so we aren’t stuck in the school for the next 17 RPs. XD
See ya! 👋 Have a great Thanksgiving!! 🙏🦃
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
@euodia-vision @freedomwriter76 @smiley @calyhuge
I’m kinda stuck on what to write. XD Someone else can go next if they want.
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Chase Duke
Chase slid off of Xandro’s back.
“Thank you, Livia.” He whispered, pulled his hood lower and petting Xandro’s nose. I wish I had an apple in my pocket. Chase fished in his pocket anyways, feeling the cold touch of some change and the wrapper of a candy. Not the healthiest, but who really cares? He unwrapped it and gave it to Xandro, who grabbed it carefully with his lips. Chase nodded at Callista, he was ready to go.
"You need French Toast."
Livia
“Did you seriously just feed Xandro candy?” Liv whispered to Chase as they exited the school. He nodded. Liv smacked her forehead.
“What’s the matter?” Chase asked, his eyes filling with concern.
“Oh nothing,” Liv said sarcastically. “Have you seen Xandro on a sugar high? It’s pretty bad.”
“Sorry,” Chase mumbled.
“No, you’re fine,” Liv sighed. “But when he starts acting like a two year old, don’t be surprised.”
Lukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Chase Duke
“Sorry,” Chance mumbled. He heard Livia sigh as she said something about not being surprised if Xandro acted like a baby.
He had done something wrong again. Why couldn’t he even hang out with people without causing some kind of trouble. He was silent as they left the school, oblivious to any words his newfound friends might have made as they left the doors. On the street, he pulled his hood down almost to his nose, and also pulled his sleeves down until they covered his palms. His eyes were blacker and more empty than the night sky covered in clouds during a Bandit’s moon.
"You need French Toast."
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