http://anjelsword.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] anjelsword.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2009-01-11 08:26 pm

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[There is a massive draft horse of indeterminate breeding on the plane. It does not look happy to be there. In fact all the vibes it's giving off are those of extreme displeasure. Its ears are back, the shuffling and snorting its doing a clear indication that it wants people to STAY AWAY. There are torn clothes on the ground, a broken belt--and the well-cared-for hilt of a sword showing above the battered scabbard in which the sword itself is sheathed.

Yeah. If you recognize the weapon she always carries, you might recognize the pissed-off expression on the horse's face.

Aniki has not had a good day.]

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head, strokes at her neck soothingly.] It's probably just the way you're looking. It's a bit weird to think of a horse as a person, you know.

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't stop, even when she seems to be slightly calmer, not wanting her to start getting anxious again.]
Edited 2009-01-14 21:49 (UTC)

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[He frowns slightly, scritching behind her ear.] You alright, girl?

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-14 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[He sighs, licking his hand and contents himself with grooming her mane with his fingers.]

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-15 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Ianto doesn't seem to notice, and continues to groom her.]

[identity profile] damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com 2009-01-15 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Ianto, far more willing to give into his cattish instincts in front of a horse, rubs his face against her nose.]