Caught in surprise [Parker]

[sydneywolfe]

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As a precaution above all else Sydney had decided to drive Ice in herself - she had to take the trailer with her anyway, so why not make sure Ice would be transported with utmost care? It had been a hell of a ride though. The sun had burned down on them without any sign of mercy, the road had been blocked at several points and now she finally was close, a sudden cloudburst complete with some thunder. For safety she had pulled over and waited until it was over, biting her lips out of frustration that it took so long.

Luckily Ice was accustomed to trailers and waiting there for hours if need be, even though how higher the level, usually the accomodation improved too. Nevertheless their roots remained the same, and it had only been forty-five minutes before she could continue her trip. At times she wondered if she had been crazy to do this, but she guessed that Pinewood would be a new and fine fresh start, at least for the time-being.

Sydney was incredibly curious to see how Oni and Dia adjusted; whereas Dia too was accustomed to different stalls, Oni was too... In a bad way. She feared a setback, but there came a time she couldn't shelter the mare from everything. Nor did she want to - it wasn't a 'backyard pony', she was meant as a showhorse. Both bred for it and meant to do it.

Finally she arrived at the stable. It looked good from the outside, and she guessed inside too. Not magnificent or exceptionally great but... Capable. With a little sigh of relief she unloaded Ice, holding the lead rope loosely in her hand as she walked around the parking lot a couple of times, giving Injustice some space and time to stretch his legs after the trip. Patting the chestnut tobiano stallion she couldn't hide a satisfied smile. They might not be there yet - she still had quite some ambitions for both herself as her horses, but they would get there... In due time. Just like her house - she had put an offer out, but had not yet had a response. Well, if need be she could find a place to sleep in either Ice's stall or in her car. Wouldn't be the first time.

Deciding he had stretched his legs for long enough, she led him indoors through the big doors, scanning the name tags on the stalls until she found his, marked by the heads of her other horses. Oni had the last stall - as calm, quiet and remote as they came. Just for the safety of the others, she had found it prudent to put her a bit away. Dia was still as excited as ever, and Ice seemed sleepy and even a bit lazy as he walked into his stall and put his head down to the hay. Sydney closed the door and checked it, before turning around. She was still thinking what to do next when she saw him. Something in his was familiar, she had seen him before. But where? When?

As she frowned and almost absentmindedly greeted him, it suddenly clicked. "Hi! You look oddly familiar, but I can't really place you... Or... Aren't you a mister Townsend, eventer?" Sydney was only partly aware that this was a bit weird, 'harassing' someone with a question like that out of the blue, but she hoped he wouldn't object or throw a fuss.

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[parker]

Winter was a time of holiday cheer, smiles, red-noses, Christmas songs, Christmas trees, presents and giving spirits. There were cakes and cookies and sweets basically everywhere… the two secondary managers insisted on decorating the halls with frilly Christmas décor. There were wreaths and trim hanging from stalls and red ribbons in random places it was all very joyous and happy looking. There was a big sign out front that read “Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas to all” with little fake reindeer placed specifically around it. Lights trimmed the outside of the barn and on a few of the fences some twinkled some changed colors and some where even shaped like icicles as if it wasn’t cold enough out for real icicles. Everyone was bundled up in their coats and scarves and smiled and greeted one another with “Happy Holiday’s” or “Merry Christmas.” But with every Christmas season there was a Grinch… or a scrooge or whatever childhood story you preferred.

Parker wasn’t exactly grumbling bahumbug under his breath but he certainly wasn’t as cheery as everyone else. He wasn’t exactly you’re holiday kind of guy. He didn’t spend time with his family or go Christmas caroling or any sort of thing… No Parker had a big mansion that he lived alone in, besides his assistant Caroline whom got the weekend off to spend with her family, and did absolutely nothing. No guests rang or tapped at his door… Instead he stayed in by the fire and went over business plans and such. Parker was all work and no play. It wasn’t as if he hated the holiday’s he just didn’t see the need to celebrate… There was nothing good about this time of year for him… especially now. Growing up his parents weren’t the Christmas cheery people that most parents were. They told him right away that there was no such thing as Santa Claus and all the other children were just poor dim-witted little snots that had nothing better to do with their time then waste it on falsehoods such as an old fat man giving away half-decent presents.

The only good part about the wretched holiday in his mind was that he was allowed to spend time with his grandfather… and now that he lived in another state and wouldn’t dare go back to the place that his parents stayed… there was basically nothing good about the season and so he went on his way pretending there was nothing going on. And when he was forced to face reality he glared and stated plainly that “Christmas was just an excuse for brainless people to get together and act ridiculously goofy for no reason one day out of the year.” And that he would not partake in such foolishness.

The secondary barn managers were lucky to get his approval but he’d rather let them have this one insignificant thing than listen to them and everyone else grip for hours on end about how he was a mean Mr. Scrooge. A nickname that he had acquired in the 1st grade when he confronted his teacher about the fact that Christmas was an overrated day that didn’t deserve its own name. He was still whispered about from around the corners and he pretended that he didn’t hear the harsh comments but none of them ever bothered him he was mean but he didn’t care… when all the cheer and nonsense faded away and the beginning of the year came around and he was the one keeping the barn afloat and everything in order and pleasant for its boarders he never heard anyone complaining then. Parker wasn’t mean he had his harsh moments but he wasn’t cold all the time… he just never showed his warm side and he liked to think it didn’t exist… there were three things he enjoyed in the world Foxy, Riding/working with horses, and his Grandfather. So when he was riding or around Foxy he wasn’t so bad to be around.


Today was a rather busy day everyone scrambling about giggling all happily and what not… Parker wasn’t scowling or walking around with his arms crossed in a grumpy way… actually he was smirking and rather enjoying the cold air… considering he was quite fond of the snow… though he’d never admit it… It hadn’t snowed yet and everyone was waiting anxiously for the first storm. He was on his way to check on Foxy before making sure everything was in proper order and that everyone was managing alright and that’s when he was stopped in his tracks by one of the new boarders. He looked at her quietly for a moment trying to place her name… she managed to give him another moment to remember her name while she went on about how he looked oddly familiar. He looked at her blankly while she asked if he was an eventer. “ Yes… I’m a regional champion… Can I help you with anything?” He typically wasn’t a generous being but since he managed a barn now he tried to be a little more hospitable. A smirk remained on his features as he leaned against the stall door and awaited her response.