~I Get to Meet a REAL Cowgirl!?~

[Nyx]

Aye, she knew she was STILL supposed to be low profile, and ESPECIALLY her, buuuut she didn't quite want to be all hidden and stuff. It was so booooring... So Nyx wanted to go to Esparia, and of course Aurel would allow it. So Nyx had boarded a flight to the nation, and went there. Easy, ne? Anyways, soon after her arrival, she was escorted by an escort to a lovely hotel, where she got the keys to her room and such, and placed her stuff. Exiting the hotel, Hemera and Mortis hidden away in her towel bag, Nyx, in her bathing sit and shades, was off to the beach for some fun. And what fun, she would have! She was going to swim, and build sandcastles, and collect seashells and have a picnic and feed the seagulls, and learn how to surf from a random hipster! What a break from the work of being in the world's most infamous terrorist organization... So, on to vacation and fun, eh? Nyx walked a good ways to the beach, but as she walked, she heard something odd; the clickety click of cowboy boots on the horizon? Well, the sidewalk is a more accurate description, but yes. And she saw... A COWBOY HAT!? How interesting! A real live cowgirl! "Hi! Are you a cowgirl?" BLUNT. OBVIOUS. SIMPLE. Quite adorably, NYX. Yes.

[Guest]

Click, click, click. Her spurs seemed to make noise when combined with her heels. Her eyes friendly, though shockingly red and piercing. Her hair would billow behind her almost like lovely golden smoke. A curve of her face showing maturity while her clothes held to her form. White jacket drifting behind and black top beneath. her shorts black as well, but showing her legs plenty with the holster and gun upon the right side. The sashay of her hips would compliment the movements of her horse trailing behind. Yes she was a sight, the woman and horse. That brown beauty with the black mane and tail.

Her eyes would catch sight of a young miss, an odd looking miss. Amity blinked a bit to see if she was hallucinating, but realized she was not. But, ah! What an adorable girl she was. the young one asking Amity if she was a cowgirl. The older woman laughed heartily, her chest shaking a bit. What a cutie! "Yeah, I s'ppose I'm probably one of the last of them." She'd state a bit, not meaning to sound boastful. A true sincerity in her ace while she let her hand rest on the girl's head. "An' who might you be, m'little greenhorn?"

[Nyx]

Ooooh, and as she came closer, Nyx could see that the cowgirl lady had a horse! NYX LOVED HORSIES. Pretty things they were, she always wanted one... Maybe she could convince Aurel to get her a pony one of these days... Anywho, the cowgirl lady spoke, and Nyx's eyes widened in wonder. "So you ARE a cowgirl!? THAT'S SO COOOOOOL!~ But wait, if you're the last one, what happened to the other ones?" And and and, whuuuuut? Nyx didn't speak cowgirl... But eventually she got the gist of what was said. "Huh?... Oh! I'm Nyx, nice to meet you miss. What's your name? Aaaaand what's your horsey's name?" Yes, Nyx was asking her horse's name. Why? Because she liked her horse, that is why. Aaaand maybe she would let Nyx ride it... Nyx hoped she could ride the pretty horsey. Though, Nyx would have to learn how to actually ride a horsey first... But once she accomplished that, she'd be all good! SPEAKING OF WHICH. "Hey miss, do you think you could teach me how to ride a horse?"

[Guest]

A look of sadness fell upon the woman's ace. What happened to the others? Her uncle's face flashed before her eyes and the warm feeling of comfort came and left. Absent-mindedly, she would rest her hand upon the gun he gave her, those eyes closed for a moment in silence. This little girl, surely she was too innocent to have her mind clouded by the worries of a wandering mercenary. Her hand would move softly, resting upon the lass's head and gently messing it up. Her voice a soft laugh while she dipped her eyes to meet those oddly colored orbs. Though, she was one to talk with eyes crimson as fresh blood.

"I s'ppose they mosied on into the wil' blue. They watch us from th'sky and guide us through our ho'se's lil' missy." She'd explain in an odd manner, but and explanatory one, nonetheless. With a sweet and friendly smile, Amity would look at her horse and stroke his snout. the horse snorted before whinnying and then looked away from the young girl. "This 'ere? This is ol' Mustang. 'Ad 'im since I was 'bout your age t'be truthful. My name is Amity." She'd state as the horse nudged off Amity's hat again and earned a playful glare.

She would ask about riding a horse. Amity would nod and think a moment. "I s'ppose I see no harm in that." She'd grab Mustang by his snout and pressed his nose to hers as she brought her eyes to be caught with his. "I hope you behave. You'd be missin' out on some fine eatin' tonight. Meanin' no carrots!" Oh how sad that her horse ate better than her. She didn't care though. Her eyes turned back to the strange little cutie and smile. "You ready and rearin'?"

[Nyx]

Nodding slowly, Nyx quite understood what she meant by that. Indeed, that was the sad answer she had almost expected, which she didn't try to expect, as half-full as Nyx tended to be. Ah, no matter. After the explanation of where the other cowboys and cowgirls went, she got another explanation, this one of the horse's name. Mustaaaaaang~ Reaching up to the horse, Nyx petted the space above his nose, smiling. "Hello Mustang~" As Nyx petted him, she had to grin and laugh as Amity said she COULD ride Mustang. YAY!~ "So I can!? Yay!~ Thank you~" Grinning, Nyx was quite obviously excited. She gets to ride a horsey, she gets to ride a horsey~ As Amity asked her if she was ready, she VERY EAGERLY nodded. "Uh-huh! I'm as ready as ever!~" And indeed she was! Oh boy, Nyx could just tell this would be fun! Perhaps she really SHOULD get Aurel to buy her a pony!

[Guest]

Such excitement! Amity couldn't help but smile. As her eyes lit up, she'd turn and set up the saddle, fixing it upon the horse's back. Making it so the little girl could ride properly and not fall off. Mustang sniffed at the touch upon his nose and gently pressed it more into her hand as a sign of acceptance. Got to love horses. Amity smiled, encouraging the friendly prattle while offering her hand to the young female. She'd have to help her up most likely. Amity had no problem with such a feat as she would move to place Nyx upon the saddle. Of course if she allowed herself to be touched. The blonde woman keeping firm hold on the reigns in one hand while resting her soft fingers on Mustang's flank. A soft whisper of reassurance, looking at Nyx and watching for her reaction. "You gotta hold yourself steady..." She would state as a hint, ready to dive if necessary. "Balance is key."

[Shula Brighton]

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[Nyx]

Watching as a saddle was fitted on the horse's back, Nyx carried on petting the beautiful animal. Nyx liiiiiked horsies. Smiling happily as she petted the horse, Nyx turned then to Amity, who helped her onto Mustang's back. Seated on the saddle, Nyx adjusted herself accordingly, until she was comfortably seated. And like a comedy movie, Nyx sliiid... And almost fell off, but caught herself and climbed back onto the saddle, possibly with help from Amity, if Amity helped her back on. Just then, Amity spoke, and Nyx nodded, still grinning with her excitement. Just hold on, and keep steady! Just gotta hold on~ Balance is key!~ And Nyx managed to successfully not fall off of the horse, by some amazing luck, or perhaps just from listening to Amity. Either way,Nyx was already having fun, and she could sense it would get MORE fun! "I feel so tall up here... This is AWESOME!~"

[Guest]

Amity would make sure the small lass was fitted firm upon the saddle of the horse. Her hand upon the back of the little miss while she would guide the horse by the reigns. The gentle sway of the horse's steps to be seen and move the little girl's body. It would soon shift enough the girl almost fell off. Quickly grabbing her small arm, she would move the girl to sit in a more stable position. She o course began to walk a bit brisker as she would smile at the wild look in her eyes. She would greet the people with her soft and sweet look upon her. She was a gentle woman, but her outfit made her look rather intimidation or silly. The sun beating heavily upon the two. She couldn't help but chuckle and nod.

[Csilla Angelis]

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