You know, you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.
TID | TLH | RP21+ | Welsh born | Fierce | Strong | Stubborn | Swears strongly, particularly in Welsh | Often mistaken for being defenseless | Plays the harp | Dark/mature content | SLs/banter
@tarnishedblaze -- reiterating that the life he led was not the life for me. Yet I would not be deterred. The more he insisted the more my own stubbornness grew.
Elevating a brow as I bore witness to Will barging in, unannounced on Charlotte, something he had scolded me for not so long --
@tarnishedblaze --giving a clipped response while hands gathered up my skirts. I left the horses and the stable behind to head back inside the Institute.
@tarnishedblaze Will's words brought a scoul to features, why could he not understand that I simply wished for a moment to myself, where I wouldn't be told what to do, how to behave. Yet he couldn't stop attempting to control my actions at every turn.
“Very well.”
Setting the brush down, --
@tarnishedblaze -- people to tend to the horses, it was something I enjoyed and not to mention relaxing.
“As for the cold, I barely even feel it. Perhaps you have forgotten just how unforgiving the Welsh weather can be.”
Moving from Balios to show Xanthos the very same attention.
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@tarnishedblaze -- response, I had no desire to rejoin our verbal match anytime soon.
Meticulous in my movements, wishing the horse to have the most perfect mane in all of London.
“Does he have a name?”
The only words to leave my lips. The horse was the only topic I was willing to discuss.
@tarnishedblaze After locating a brush with which to tend to the horse's mane, I lost myself to the strokes, such a simple and calming task, exactly what was needed after recent interactions with a much loved brother.
Sensing Will's approach, tension caught at shoulders, yet I denied him a --
@tarnishedblaze -- though I remained undeterred, I simply required a moment to recharge. Not to mention that in my experience animals were always far kinder than people.
@tarnishedblaze Aimless wandering around the Institute halls had led me outside and to the stables, rather than to other people as initially intended.
Though I couldn't be happier about an unconscious decision, Will having drained me of my desire to be around anyone with his cruelty, --
@tarnishedblaze -- into a curtsy, my attention turning towards a brother.
"Try not to let your sour mood infect those around you."
Eyes drifting back to Jem.
"They deserve better than your tiresome dramatics."
Stepping from Jem's room, I let the door softly close behind me, prior to --
@tarnishedblaze -- yourself."
Taking a seat in the armchair, I looked on towards Jem, eager to hear him play and even more eager to tempt him into retelling stories about William.
@tarnishedblaze --
Swatting Will's hand away, not appreciating his continued sourness.
"It may have been many years since we were last in the others company but I assure you, I am quite capable of walking unaided. As for leaving, I believe that is a decision for Mr Carstairs and not --