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[so he heard that Gefion Park was a popular place! back home he liked taking a break from his knightly duties by laying out in the nearby forest, enjoying the sunshine. so he thinks exploring the park might be fun! maybe he'll even find a place he could relax like he did back home.

while walking in the park he notices he's being followed. by a small white rabbit.]


Ah... hello there, little one. [he crouches down to offer his hand for it to sniff] Do you live here? [the rabbit sniffs his hand but then... takes a little chomp on his finger]

O-Ow.. ah, are you hungry? While I may not be food, I may be able to find you some. Uh.. i-if you'd like. [the rabbit looks up at him & castor takes this response as permission to pick the fluffy thing up in his arms

SOOOO now he is wandering the park with a white bunny in his arms! feel free to approach!]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-06-24 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[As the bunny lops over, his expression visibly softens.]

Izzat yours? [He smiles a little as the bunny starts cleaning itself, the very image of cuteness.]

[At the question, he laughs a little, turning his attention back to the blonde, rather than the bunny.]


I was born an' raised on a farm. We had horses, cows, pigs, chickens... All kinds o' animals. An' uh... plants, o' course.

[He turns to the mare, gently rubbing her neck. She seems to have relaxed now, nosing his face and trying to chew on his shirt.]

Ahah.. I think this one's hungry.. [He gently shoves her face away, only to get an earful of horse-nose anyway. Now that she's calm, she's determined to eat his suspenders.] I should prolly git her somethin' t' eat. I'll feed y' in a minute, filly. Settle.

[Having had enough of the mare chewing on him, he bends over to grab a handful of grass, offering that to her. She sniffs at it, but seems totally uninterested.]

[He offers one of his hands to the stranger in greeting, ensuring his other hand is firmly on the reigns.] I'd better git her back t' th' corral... Thanks again fer helpin'! [He turns to go, but then looks back as if he suddenly remembered something.] O-oh! 'm Shou, by the way. [If the stranger doesn't stop him, he leads the mare back to where she belongs.]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-06-25 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[As the stranger chuckles, he continues to avoid making eye contact. He seems rather... sheepish for a man of his size. Not unhappy to have company, just a little unsure of how to conduct himself. Being raised out on a farm, there was surely some level of social isolation. Maybe that was all.]

[He offers his own slightly-nervous laugh.]
Tha's kinda funny... I can't seem t' git th' hang o' cities! 'm always gettin' lost... [The horse nudges him with her head hard enough to make him stumble, but he catches himself before totally losing his balance. He shoots her a look.]

's good t' meet you, too! [He seems thrilled with getting this far in a social interaction. Having someone trying to engage with him is very helpful. After all, he doesn't come off too standoffish or cold, just kind of awkward.] If y' wanna come to th' corral, I'll take ya. [He gestures over his shoulder to the pen where the horses for carriage rides are kept, off in the distance.]

[If Castor is favorable, Shou will start leading the horse and taking a leisurely pace, so as not to leave his new acquaintance behind.]


Took me a while t' git used t' this. [He gestures to the mare's legs. She has eight of them!]

Th' horses back home only got four o' those. [He scratches his chin thoughtfully.] Wonder if birthin' 's any different...

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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-01 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[It wouldn't take them long to reach the corral. It was expansive for being stuck inside a park, about a dozen eight-legged horses milling around. Some playing, some eating, some relaxing in the shade. The farmboy opened the gate, leading the mare inside and gently closing it behind him. Whether or not Castor followed him inside the corral or stayed outside was his own decision.]

[He removed the bridle from the mare, scratching behind her ears and under her forelock where the straps had no doubt been rubbing her. She seemed to enjoy the attention, nosing his hand as he pulled it away.]


Alright, filly, go git some food... [He gently swatted her flank, sending her trotting over to the barn, outside of which was a trough of water and several bales of hay.]

Y' ever brushed a horse? [He asked this suddenly, as if it were an enjoyable activity.] They really like it when y' take th' time t' brush 'em. If uh.. if y' like th' horses, I can show ya.

I know y' said y' didn' really have any back home... So y' don' have to! [He was obviously eager to please, but it was also obvious that he gained enjoyment out of caring for the horses. Social isolation had made him predictably fond of animals.]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-02 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[That warm smile had the larger man's cheeks lighting up with color. Why was that? He tried to laugh it off, turning and heading in the direction of the barn.]

[Once inside, Castor would find that there was horse tack hung on all available walls, along with a few saddles for personal riding, but mostly it was hitches for the carriages. One hitch had broken. It was up on a sawhorse, surrounded by tools. Is this what Shou did all day?]

[From a nearby crate, he pulled an odd looking comb, showing it to Castor.]


Ah.. This here's a curry comb. Y' use it t' git th' dirt an' sweat outta th' fur. Helps cool 'em off. An' they love ya for it.

[As soon as the words left his lips, the mare turned the corner to enter the barn. These were high-class horses, well trained. She knew that her gear was removed, then she stopped for a drink, then she was brushed and cleaned. It was a constant cycle for these horses.]

Here, watch.

[As she approached, he slipped his hand through the handle on the brush. He placed the brush against her, firmly moving the bristles against her coat in a circular motion. He started at her flank, working backwards towards her neck. This upset her sleek coat, knocking loose dirt, fur, and sweat to the surface. It looked uncomfortable, but she didn't seem to mind. He'd do this for a moment before handing the brush to Castor.]

Y' wanna try? She don' bite. Jus' keep away from 'er legs an' face, she don' like that as much.
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-05 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[He felt a small swell of pride at teaching someone a new skill. He loved that.]

[The mare turned her head to look at Castor, nickering gently. Shou smirked.]


Tha' means she likes ya!

Here, I kin take over if y' wanna stop. [He offered this to ensure his new acquaintance didn't think he was trying to offload his work onto other people. That would be sending the entirely wrong message.]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-06 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Shou is absolutely tickled that Castor is enjoying himself. He was giddy as a schoolgirl, but the only evidence was a small smile on his lips.] 'm glad y' like it...

[He scratched his head nervously.] I uh... I wouldn' mind if y' wanted t' come visit again..! 'm here e'ery day, after all.

[Once Castor was done, Shou would retrieve a more recognizable type of brush. Her fur looked a mess after the curry comb, but a lot of dirt and loose fur was certainly surfacing. He'd start brushing from the neck to the flank, the way the fur naturally went, knocking all that loose filth off her coat.]

Y' wanna try this one? 's much quicker.

[If Castor was favorable, he'd leave him to it, going off to another part of the barn to get something. He'd come back with two carrots, waiting patiently for him to finish.]

Here. These're fer you. [He handed over the carrots.] One 's fer yer little friend, an' y' kin give th' other t' th' horse in a moment. I'd better do this next bit.

[He retrieved a rather nasty looking hook, standing next to the horse, coaxing her to lift her leg by putting a hand on her ankle. He used the hook to dig into the bottom of her hoof, freeing clumps of dirt and rock that had gotten packed in their after a long day of pulling the carriages. She was visibly nervous about this part, perhaps why he wanted to do it. He didn't appear to be hurting her, but this mare seemed very nervous about her legs and feet. He was quick in his work, finishing all eight as quick as he was able.]

[He wiped his brow on his sleeve, collecting the pick and brushes and putting them away.]


She was doin' perty good today, y' kin give 'er th' carrot.

[He boldly reached to take Castor's free hand as the treat was offered to the horse, bringing it to the front of her nose. The front was much different than her fur, it was almost... velvety. It was warm and very pleasant to the touch.]

She likes it if y' pet 'er here while she's gettin' a treat... Jus' watch yer fingers, she gits a li'l excited.
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-07 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[He looked around, making sure everything was put away and he was satisfied with the state of the horse. He'd brush out her mane in the morning.]

Hm..? Oh, well... [He scratched his head awkwardly.] Well, 's jus' all I really know. [He swats at the horse's flank to send her on her way, using it as an excuse to look away to hide a small blush.]

Damn thing is, I kinda wish i knew how t' do more than jus' this. [He'd taken verbal abuse in the past for being a hick, he was surprised to hear someone sound interested in what he did.]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-11 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[He scratched his head again, it seemed to be an awkward tic of his.]

Well... 'm jus' no' used t' it here yet. 'm no' sure wha' t' expect.

[He shuffled a little closer to Castor, as if he had something very important he had to ask.]

Uhm... D'you know... If there're any uh... groups here that're jus'... no' allowed?

[That probably sounded weird, he'd rephrase it a little.]

Y'know, types o' people tha' get teased or uh... run outta town fer bein' uhm... different?

[His tone had become very serious, but also terrified, what did he want to know?]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-11 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[He furrowed his brow a little at the talk of gods, folding his arms over his chest. He seemed thoughtful. That made sense... but the whole idea of gods still escaped him. He didn't know what to think.]

[The hand on his shoulder pulled him out of his thoughts, dark brown eyes turning to glance at the hand on him.]


Y-yeah... [Whatever was on his mind was obviously nagging at him, and had been for a long time.]

[He forced a small laugh and a smile, putting on a more chipper façade.]


's gettin' kinda late, I don' wanna keep y' too long...

[It was true that the sun had started to hang very low in the sky, but he wasn't opposed to the companionship. Mostly he just couldn't fathom that anyone would want to spend long periods of time around him.]
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-11 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shou just kind of... looked at him for a moment. Maybe he was trying to decide if those words had been genuine.]

[He offered a small smile, but this one seemed more genuine.]


'm uh.. actually done fer th' day. [He scratched his head again.] Kin I uh... [Was he... blushing?] Kin I walk y' home..?
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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-11 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[He only delayed long enough to pick up a worn-out leather knapsack, slinging it over his shoulder.]

Y' got yer bunny? [He just wanted to make sure the cute little creature didn't get left behind.]

[Once the small creature was well in hand, Shou would lead the way out of the corral and towards the gate of the park, where he stopped to ask for directions from the knight.]


Which uh... which district are y' in?

[He knew how to get to Thor, but they weren't going there right now. At least he didn't think so.]

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[personal profile] burningcreator 2012-07-11 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[The redhead had done a little exploring, so he knew the blonde was probably right. The fastest route would probably be out of Baldr, then through Freya and Freyr.]

[He took a leisurely enough pace, making certain he didn't leave his new companion behind.]


So uh... [He felt the need to make smalltalk.] Y' got a girlie waitin' fer y' at home..?

[Kind of an abrupt question. Why did he want to know?]

[They eventually left the park, traversing through the streets of Baldr.]

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