All Shall Fade

[cyberwing]

Isi stood patiently waiting for someone. She heard everyone moving around her. She prayed fervently she would not be left behind but she could do little about it.

 

[Quantum X]

Howard went back to Isi. "Here, let me help you." He said.

 

[cyberwing]

Isi smiled and held out her hand. When Howard grasped it she sighed. "Thank you I was trying to stay out of the way but also hoping you would not forget me..."

 

[Quantum X]

Howard smiled. "We won't forget about you." Howard replied, leading her up to the front, making villagers move aside and let them through.

 

[cyberwing]

Isi followed the man leading her. Her chin tilted slightly upward her silver, sightless eyes seemingly staring off to the sky. In actuality her ears were being trained toward those around her. She was listening to the sounds of the survivors trying to judge how many and even the ages.
Someone helped get her up on a horse. It felt so odd. She had never been ON a horse. She had walked among horses, cared for them, ridden in wagons but never been allowed to ride a horse.

 

[Quantum X]

Howard lead the horse up to the front and continued guiding it as he walked.

 

[Locket]

Thom and Mary rode silently near the rear of the group. They stopped to switch back and forth as one or the other grew tired. At the moment, Mary was riding, her spine stiff and knuckles white as she willed herself to keep her balance. "Nice horsey," she whispered. "Nice, large, monstrous creature with clomping hooves. Please don't go fast. Go slow." She hated being this high, feeling like she might topple at any moment.

Below her, Thom walked beside the horse, shoulders slumped. Earlier he had plugged along, whispering to the horse in his raspy voice, keeping it calm and on a straight path as Ruber danced around their legs. He was tired, having walked for hours now without a break. His strength had never returned after the accident when his muscles atrophied and contorted, but he refused to ride the horse too often, wilting under the disdainful, judgmental stares of the other around them.

 

[Locket]

((*cough*))

 

[Quantum X]

((You sick as well? Groan...))

 

[Locket]

((No, that's my polite poke))

 

[Ellesar]

((lol. I'll post something once I think of something to post...))

 

[Paladin Dave]

((Once she does, I guess I'll have them all arrive in Edoras? Gosh, I need to quit taking story arcs under my wing. ))

 

[Locket]

((... Or Burn could chat with the characters a bit more. Really doesn't matter.

*cough cough* Just thought I'd mention Portal while I'm at it...))

 

[Ellesar]

((sorry for the delay...))

Rica had been riding near the middle the group, and she now glanced back toward Thom and Mary. Dropping back so that she was near them, she dismounted and looked over at Thom. "Here. Take my horse. I prefer to walk anyhow." she said with a slight smile, trying to speak without the accent she had acquired from living with the Wild Men.

 

[Locket]

((I can edit if I need to, because I want you to think carefully. He looks tired, yes, but all his infirmities would be hidden since he's put his disabled side against the horse. From his right side he looks like an able-bodied young man. Would she really offer her horse?))

Thom's smile, partly hidden by his wide brim hat, was easy, but Mary could see the tension underneath. "No, thank you, I am fine." Thom shifted his grip on the horse's reins and glanced only once at Rica, more intent on his steps. Mary frowned slightly and opened her mouth to speak, but refrained to spare her brother's feelings... at least until the girl left.

 

[Ellesar]

((yes, she would. she's offering Thom her horse because he looks tired. is there any particular reason why she wouldn't offer him her horse? ))

"Are you sure?" Rica said, still just walking along, holding the reins of her horse.

 

[cyberwing]

Isi was finding the sensations of riding a horse a delight to her senses. She wished there was no saddle between her and the horse but she could feel the powerful muscles rippling beneath her. The warm rich smells of the horse, the sweet clover breath, the noises the horse made. Each were a delight to her senses and she spent a lot of time immersing herself in them until the horse turned and nosed her leg, as if to reassure her. Isi giggled at the horses soft muzzle tickling her leg. The horse tossed it's head as if amused as well.

 

[Quantum X]

((The warm rich smells of the dirty sweaty horse?))

 

[cyberwing]

((yep... some of us LOVE the way horses smell...*giggles* ))

 

[Ellesar]

((lol!!!))