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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Aniki, still a horse, appears on the plane. She's splattered with mud. Her mane and tail are tangled and thick with burrs; they're thick around her ankles as well. She stamps, trying and failing to dislodge some of the damn things. ]

[Anyone with mind-reading abilities can probably hear her swearing blue, red, green and purple streaks in several different languages.]

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He happens to see Aniki and smiles.] Hello, Aniki! You look...like you need a bath, actually.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Her ears prick forward at the sound of his voice and she trots over to him, shoving him in the chest with her nose. {Hello, lad.} ...of course, he probably can't hear her without that Contact business. She sighs.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.] Glad to brighten your day, Aniki. I'd ask you what happened but I'm not sure you can tell me. Care to try, anyway?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Happens to be nearby and edges over calmly] Do you want help in getting those out?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[{No, I like them fine where they are.} Horsey sarcasm ftw.]

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Brigitta knows that was a stupid question and will now be narrowly restraining herself from facepalming] There is no need to give me that sort of look, I did just get up.

[Edges closer] Please don't kick me if you can help it, it's hard getting those things out when you're dying.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Pretend I didn't COMPLETELY forget about the last thread between these two]

Aniki?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[OH THAT'S NICE. ...it's okay, I love you anyway. {...yes, it's still Aniki, gods curse it.}]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he totally failed at catching her when she first became a horse, so he's just walking along and does a double take]

A horse! Oh, that's brilliant!

[notices her current state now, and approaches]

You're an absolute mess though, aren't you?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[...and since Rosto has her sword she has no way of indicating who she is.]

[Doh.]

[{Gods save me from equine enthusiasts.}]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[he's examining her, still way excited, because horse!]

I always wanted a horse. Almost had one, once. Found him on a space ship in the - oh never mind that.

[notices those burrs]

You want some help with those?

[waits a moment before bending over to inspect]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto looks up from grooming warily.

He seems to recall getting along with the horse, but it's bigger than him, and it appears to be pretty moody.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[...{All right, lad?}]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[...stares.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Ammy in human form!] Goodness, what now?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[{Bad roads. Trying to get to the City of the Gods, find a proper mage.}]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. I know well how uncomfortable burrs can be. I can try and remove them, if you wish.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Shun, still in his long black robes, does not have that powerful mind reading abilities. But right now he is far more sensitive than he normally is, so he picks up on the fact that Aniki is saying something even if he can't pick out exactly what it is. So he comes to investigate.] ...A horse?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[{Gods, we've got a pack of geniuses in this place!}]

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Might not have picked up on the exact phrase but it's easy to get the intent] I'm sorry? I didn't know there were any intelligent horses here.

[mercwamouth]

A horse is a horse of course of course.

[Starts poking out the burrs]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[....glare. {Every gods-pissed one of you turns into an idiot when you see an animal in this place.}]

[mercwamouth]

So you gonna say something or what, Mister...

[...Looks under Aniki]

...Miss Ed?

I thought animals could talk here.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha's most recent encounter with a horse was when she fell off one and broke her arm when she was eleven. But, hey, there's no time like the present to get reacquainted with equine friends!]

...hello?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[...sigh. {Hello, lass, though you can't understand me either, can you?} She steps forward and noses at Martha amicably.]