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« Thread Started on Dec 28, 2007, 6:30pm »

Chess turned the music up louder. It was her escape. The music kept her alive. Well, that and Cyanide. She would be lost without her horse. But that goes without saying. Chess stuck her iPod in the pocket of her hoodie and kept walking, staring straight ahead, thinking of only one thing. Get to the barn. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Just get to the barn. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, jut listening to the music and the way her footsteps mixed with the beat, until she realized that if she didn't look where she was going she was going to hit something. She opened her eyes again, but there was nothing around to walk into, really. Still, better safe than sorry. No need to look like an idiot. There would be plenty of time for that later. But not now. She kept walking.

Chess was so zoned out, she barely noticed when the sound of her footsteps changed, getting louder and more echoey on the barn floor. She barely noticed walking past the stalls of all the horses until she was at Cyanide's. She opened the stall door and walked inside. She slid he arms around her grey mare's neck and Cyanide snorted impatiently, knowing that if Chess was there, she was going out. Chess sighed and backed away from her horse. What? I can't even say hello? We're going soon enough. But apparently "soon enough" wasn't soon enough. She rolled her eyes at the thoroughbred. Cyanide was forever impatient.

Chess put Cyanide's halter on her and led her out to the crossties to tack up. The horse waited as patiently as she could manage, but by the time Chess was done, she was long since done cooperating. The second Chess unclipped the crossties Cyanide was walking. Hey, you can't go anywhere without me. I kind of have the reins, here. she pointed out. Cyanide just tossed her head and half dragged Chess outside.

Chess mounted and jogged her horse in the direction of the cross country course. They needed a challenge today. The cross country course here was supposed to be really difficult. Honestly, Chess doubted it was anything they couldn't handle. Although Cyanide could be a handful and it was sometimes easier to keep her focused in an arena, cross country was by far their favorite.

As they reached the course, Chess surveyed the first jump. Nothing terribly difficult. She pushed Cyanide into a canter and the horse responded eagerly. She jumped easily, nearly perfect and continued toward the next jump, fighting to go faster. Chill. It's not going anywhere. She kept Cyanide to a canter. Getting killed was not high on her list of things to do today.

Chess closed her eyes again for a moment, enjoying the feeling of riding, Cyanide's hoofbeats steady and even against the ground. She opened her eyes again in time to set up for the next jump. That was the best part. The jumping. Like flying, but not. Like freedom.

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