Cross Thoroughbred Racing Facility

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"Nah," Jaxxon responded. "I was just gonna take Brego out for a while. Why don't you tack up your filly and join me?" she offered, smiling kindly. It was clear that Mia was bored and wanted social interaction, and Jaxxon didn't mind talking to the girl. She was nice enough. She had to squish down a giggle at the sight of the blush that tinted Mia's cheeks for a brief moment. Brego tossed his head slightly, shifting his weight as he cocked one hoof forward.

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Mia's face lit up with excitement, Sweetheart could for sure use the practice, and that meant Mia could put of fighting her boredom for a bit longer."Sure. Give me five minutes? I'll meet you down there."she replied with a wide smile on her lips. Than Mia turned on her heel and headed for Sweetheart's stall. Usually Havoc would be Mia's first choice, but he had been mean to everyone including her since they had gotten to Cross and Mia didn't want to risk injuring herself, Havoc, or another rider and horse. The girl went into the zone and in the less than four minutes, Sweetheart was all tacked up and ready to go. With a spring in her step, Mia walked down to the practice track eager for the run.

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Jaxxon was waiting patiently outside of the gates, smiling as Mia approached. When the girl was close enough, she spoke. "How about we make this more interesting?" she grinned, an evil glint sparkling in her brown eyes. She had no doubt in Brego's ability; he would surely be a Triple-crown winner someday, and Jaxxon couldn't bloody wait. The horse Jaxxon held bobbed his head, taking a few steps to the side. He was still a bit skittish of the gates, but Jaxxon was always able to comfort the creature.

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Mia was quick to hide the smirk that wanted to rise, Sweetheart was no pushover either regardless of her name,"Fine by me."she said, using her poker face to the best of her abilities. She tilted her head,"How far and how much?"She asked.


Sorry. Short. Distracted by my aunts fighting.

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"Hm," Jaxxon mused. "Full distance? I got twenty bucks on Brego. You?" She grinned, expression taunting. The colt lifted his head, as if sensing that his owner had a great plan in mind. He was ready to run and ready to win. He swished his tail, bobbing his head while shifting impatiently. He was ready to go, and Jaxx was taking forever to even get in the saddle, let alone get him in the gate.

[Leo]

Skya swung the saddle across her steed's broad back, biting down on her bottom lip. She had a concentrated look on her face as she rubbed the deep red neck of the colt before her; Dziki Aniol had his broad head raised high. A stark white bald face was painted on the flat of his face, fanning out to his deep brown eyes. His pink nostrils were flared, bottom lip quivering. The spunk of a horse knew exactly what was happening, but it was okay. The evident trust he held in the girl was what held him idle. At the tug of the tightening girth he pinned his ears in immediate reaction, back leg coming up as a reflex in an attempt to kick away the disturbance and rid himself of its existence. Skya gave his neck a soft pat, rubbing his belly before she fastened the strap to her liking and attached the chest strap. Her blonde ringlets were up in a messy bun, pulling back in a gold knot and showing of her darker under layers of her hair toward the roots.

Her features were slack of emotion as she pulled on the stirrup. Deeming the saddle snug, she leaned on Aniol's seat of the leather gear briefly. He didn't react, ears angled backwards to listen to her closely. She gathered his bridle and pulled the headgear over his head, switching the cross ties out for it. He moved the kimberwick bit around a bit once in his mouth, and the petite jockey rubbed along his white forehead, pushing his black forelock out his face. Skya led him towards the stable yard and pulled the reins along his neck, balling them up in her fist at his withers. Even though he was short for a thoroughbred, he was still pretty decent enough in height; standing at 15.1 hands even and likely to grow some. It didn't take much effort on Skya's part however as she easily hefted herself into the leather butt rest, seating herself on the back of the saddle for comfort. The English saddle was perfect for her, stirrups perfect length for her legs as she slipped her small feet into the metal foot rests.


SORRY FIXED IT LOL DON'T HAVE COMPUTER SO IDK WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE

ill fix my subs from now on sorry sorry

[Story]

[Mm, mayhaps no more subs, please, guys. The text is already rather small. Subs are difficult to read.]

Aiden gazed out toward the pastures, watching as a groom led a yearling toward the barn. Soon, the yearlings would be taken to an auction to be sold. Some of them, he would keep. They would be trained to race and hopefully become the next generation of promising talent. Aiden was positive that there was new talent in the stables currently. He couldn't help but think once more about how far the facility had come, how far that he'd come. Only a few short years ago, he'd gotten hip replacement surgery and found out that his parents had drained his bank account out to help pay for the debts they'd accumulated. The facility had drowned in debt, and now the facility was starting to make profits, gain ground. It was gaining media attention.

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[Want Sekh, Story?]

[Story]

[Anyone will do, Cloudy. From anyone. I'll be slow, working on forms.]

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[ewwww headache building xD]

Sekhmet's cool, tawny eyes settled on the form of Aiden, and a pang of admiration struck the center of her chest. He'd faced so many problems - so much adversary; debt, theft, media, possible foreclosure, but he'd stood strong and held onto what he loved. Cross was blossoming once more until Aiden's guidance, and Sekh admired him greatly for that. A smile crept onto her expression as she approached the facility owner. She'd continued to help with the paperwork after the facility had re-opened so that Aiden could focus on the horses. The facility was doing well, finally raking in a good profit. Sekh had just finished her online classes for this semester and next and was on a break now, and had much more time to focus on racing and her horse, Shady Grove. "It's do wonderfully," the female murmured as she finally reached Aiden, referring to the state of the facility.

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Mia nodded,"Let's do this."she said, smiling wickedly. She offered her hand for the deal to be sealed.

[I'm so sorry. My aunts are screaming....]

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Jaxxon shook Mia's hand and grinned, before she turned and lifted herself into Brego's saddle. The horse snorted and turned without command, walking easily towards the gate. Jaxxon had a hand laid against Brego's neck, and felt when the colt stiffened in nervousness. She murmured a few low words and the horse relaxed, stepping into the gate. Smoothly, Jaxxon dismounted, shut the gate behind Brego and jumped back in the saddle, waiting for Mia.[

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Bellamy puffed her cheeks out in exasperation; her tongue peeking out the side of her mouth as she clucked once more, fingers lightly sliding down the chestnut stallion's cannon bone, ending at his pastern. For whatever reason he refused to pick up his feet. Any of them. It was ironic enough, because his registered name was Fancy Sox. Apparently his socks were just so fancy that he didn't want to pick up his feet and let Bellamy touch them. He wasn't even being nasty about it, either. The stallion stood politely enough; one ear cocked back in the brunette's direction and the other up and alert, mainly because a horse a few stalls down from the cross ties in which Sox stood was causing a ruckus. It was almost feeding time, so it was to be expected. Bellamy sighed inwardly when after countless tries, the stallion still wouldn't budge. He simply planted his hooves to the pavement and stood perfectly still, moving only every once and a while to shift his weight around. It was almost as if he didn't notice the clearly frustrated jockey at all. It usually took her about five to ten minutes to groom and tack a horse, give or take a few minutes depending on the situation. But it had already been about thirteen and she hadn't even saddled or wrapped his front legs yet, let alone bridled him. "If you have a stone or something stuck in with all the bedding in your feet, you're going to be sorry," she grumbled, tossing the hoof pick aside frustratedly.

Within a few minutes after she'd placed the saddle pads and saddle and tightened the girth with no response from the chestnut whatsoever. It appeared to her that the only thing so far that really bothered him was someone touching his legs. And even then he didn't freak about it. Fancy Sox was a decent looking horse; just barely 16 hands tall, maybe 15.3 but she would round it to 16 anyhow. He was pure chestnut, with a darker reddish-brown mane and tail, and a wide white blaze that ran from his forehead to his nose. She wasn't really sure where his name came from, but she thought it was kind of cool, because he had four white socks. All even, surprisingly enough.

Bellamy slipped the bit into his mouth and pulled the bridle over his ears, tightening the straps and allowing him a brief moment to adjust to the cold, hard piece of metal in his mouth. It was just a d-ring bridle, nothing special. She wanted to hack him without any extra artificial aids, just to see how he would respond. He was seven, but he hadn't raced since he was four and though she believed he still had some races in him, she didn't want to rush anything, so they'd just stick to hacks and some basic work on the flat for now and until they got used to each other.

The female pulled her black helmet over her head after winding her long, dark ponytail into a hairnet. She had so much hair that for most, this would have been a struggle, but she couldn't remember the last time she'd had a good haircut and was used to dealing with all of the long locks. She wrapped the strap of her crop on her wrist and gave a light tug on the reins; awakening Sox from his little period of shut eye, so it seemed. Bellamy led him to the mounting block and pulled the stirrup leathers down on both sides of her saddle, giving Sox's neck a light pat before hoisting herself into the saddle. She glanced up once she was seated and sure the stallion wasn't going to bolt as soon as she set foot in the irons, and noticed Skya a little ways off. She would have called out and said hi to the jockey, but she didn't want to startle either of their horses so instead she asked Sox to walk on, figuring they'd catch up to the pair eventually.

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[Thanks. My only other thing is, no matter how difficult it is, try to get 200 words per post. I'll do my best as well. Hard to do when we don't have a word counter yet, I know.]

Aiden didn't jump as he usually did when Sekh snuck up on him. He continued to watch the facility, hazel-blue eyes full of peace and pride for the time being. At last, he nodded slowly in agreement. "The facility's never done this well, except maybe under my grandfather's guidance. My father wasn't very smart when it came to his dealings. Of course, the whole business affair thing with Erik Gray didn't work out that well, either. Not when he was taking advantage of the facility the way he was." Aiden murmured, rubbing absently at his left hip. It still ached now and then, but it wasn't the sharp pain that he used to feel. A second hip replacement surgery had ensured that, this time, the new hip actually fit in well and didn't shift constantly. Aiden had been able to return to riding as a result. He hadn't felt this good since his accident.

He turned to look at Sekh and let out a lofty sigh. "I don't know if I've thanked you properly yet, for the help, I mean. Because of you, I can get out and see my horse. Well, horses. I'm no longer in bad moods because I'm stuck inside. I have a chance to return to racing. I can't thank you enough." He meant it and it showed, flickering across his youthful face.

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Sekhmet nodded in agreement. "Some people do not understand how to properly run a business," she responded. . "It is of no trouble to me," she responded. "I am happy to help. This place is a haven for many horses that otherwise would have not led a happy life. The work that you do here helps but human and horse, and it is my pleasure to help in even the smallest manner, even if it is boring paperwork." Sekh winked. She didn't mind paperwork; never had. Sure, it was boring, but it was necessary. She often listened to music as she worked, or had the TV playing in the background, but she was diligent and got all of Aiden's preliminary paperwork done within a matter of days. She'd moved onto the tax reports now, and was busy organizing and filing those. "If you'd like, I can take over the paper-work for a while. I'm done with this year of school, so I'd be happy to help you get all those tax reports and such organized."

[Sekh is so nice <3]