(OOC: Shah, IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m no woman, IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m just seventeenÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ At least, Raen is. My age is mine, and mine alone. Besides, Strolen, I plan on letting Chesca take care of your old man. After all, horses are attracted to other horses, ne? AND I completely forgot to tie Chesca down to anythingÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ how careless of me. I also get to prove that I can swear by other things. Oh, and can we say that the old man is in the clearing while Ash and I are in the woods? Because Ash was out of sight, and I went after her.)
Raen stared down at the lady. ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œGods, sorry, sorry! I never saw anyone in the woodsÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬? She apologized, just as she would have to one of her mentors at the Academy, her tongue seemingly falling over itself to express regret. Her mind, as it had always done, was thinking about totally unrelated things.
Like why the lady was picking at her gloves constantly, for instance. It was a wood they were in, and the ladyÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s gloves were light, delicate. Raen was sure they would survive general wear and tear, but those gloves were never made to be used in woods. Still, people had their reasons. In the Academy, where sheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d studied till fifteen, sheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d learnt never to question another personÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢s habits.
ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œI was justÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ ah, going after that old man. The one on the horse withÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬? Her voice trailed off as Chesca neighed suddenly. ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œGah! By every single god, angel, demon, hell, heaven and royalty that I know, that dammed stallion will be the death of me!ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬? She shouted, as she remembered that yet again, sheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d completely forgotten to tie Chesca down to anything.
SheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d bought Chesca from a horse merchant whoÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d been mistreating him when sheÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d first started adventuring two years before. After all that time together, the horse and herÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢d worked out a deal. She did her job, if she forgot anything, the horse would promptly take advantage of it.
She ran into the clearing, completely forgetting about the lady in the woods, just in time to see Chesca strike at another horse. Another horse that the old man was riding. Raen froze and swore.
ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã…â€œOh s**t. Oh d**n. Oh gods above and powers that be. What did I ever do to deserve this? And IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m only seventeen, blast it.ÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬?
(OOC again: Please notice that IÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã¢â€žÂ¢m not doing anything whatsoever right now to hinder Chesca. *grins evilly*)