(no subject) (part 2)

[initiatesnpc]

Here is an overflow log for the Black Rock, New Mexico mission! The original log is here, and the OOC information is here. Start new threads or continue old ones, this is just some more room for it to grow into.

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[inthejunk]

Can't you tell?

[He tips the hat a bit, giving her a clear view of the big, ugly shiner he's sporting. He seems sort of proud of it for some reason, and the overall tone he has gives the impression that he probably deserved it. Sensitive political missions are the last thing on his mind, apparently. He's taking this as something of a vacation instead.]

They're not so bad from the front, but be careful around the backsides.

[encourage]

( She's got nothing to say to that black eye, other than: )

Boys.

( Horses are interesting in a sort of... don't make her spend too much time with them way. )

Are you only going to look, or are you going to try and join the... what are they, cowboys?

[inthejunk]

Uh...well. I thought about it. But uh, I mean. Does it even work without the saddle and reigns?

[He gives the horses an uncertain glance, though it's also appraising. A challenge has just been issues, after all. Is it possible to save face and follow through?]

[encourage]

One way to find out.

( Sakura hops the fence, startling a few of the horses momentarily. They calm down when she doesn't look their way, reaching out to grab Yosuke's shirt and tug pointedly. )

We'll make a cowboy out of you yet.

( Smile. B) )

Useless quote button...so that's what you do.

[inthejunk]

Uh!

[He stumbles in after her, but there's definitely a bit of alarm on his face. Shouldn't they at least find some carrots first? He doesn't want to die in a place without hot running showers!]

it is so sneaky...

[encourage]

( Sakura clucks to the horses, most of them ignoring this past a few curious glances and general shifting to the far side. Some of the lazier ones hold still as she tugs him along, until they're sidling up to a likely enough mare.

She snorts, eying them both. Her tail flicks at the flies. )

Go on, you should say hello! She looks friendly.

The WORST

[inthejunk]

You're kind of bossy, you know.

[But, he's nothing if not game for a challenge. Yosuke holds out a hand for the horse to sniff, and hopes she can't smell the nervous energy on him.]

<3

[encourage]

Extremely bossy.

( The horse snuffles his hand, then rubs her nose on the shoulder of his shirt. Smells like person to her, and nothing delicious particularly on him.

Sakura smiles. )

Need a leg up?

[inthejunk]

There's nothing to hold onto...

[Which is probably a yes, but not very enthusiastically. He locks his fingers into a bit of mane and wonders if he can jump high enough to manage this...]

[encourage]

Try the mane.

( Meanwhile, she laces her fingers together, bending her knees down and offering him her interlinked hands for a step up. )

Need a boost?

[inthejunk]

...Thanks.

[She's doing it on purpose! There's no way she isn't. But he can't chicken out without really obviously chickening out now. It's way past the point of no return.

He's going to break his neck for this girl and she probably won't even come to his stupid funeral.

Oh, gods, what if there isn't even a funeral? He hasn't made any friends yet! What if Tatsumi doesn't claim his body and he gets a state box?

Crap. He really can't die yet. He's going to have to figure out how to actually ride this stupid horse. Damn it, damn it, damn it!

-And he's up! Boosted over, and realizing too late that there aren't any stirrups without a saddle. Nothing to catch and distribute his weight-it all falls on the horse's spine. There's a soft whump sound when he lands, and the horse instantly pins back her ears.

Yosuke slumps forward over her neck a little and sobs in his head over that unfortunate landing. He's not going to be able to walk away from this with his head up. He'll have to limp.]