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Stay the Course

Published: Oct 25, 2023

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Character Jarin JacksonCharacter TuliCharacter 962 WRR Kastell's AbaloneCharacter 1382 WRR RigmaroleLocation The Dark Hedges, Northern Ireland

Description

AQHR NPC Show | Sept-Oct | OPEN

Featuring:
Jarin Jackson on 962 WRR Kastell's Abalone
Tuli "on" 1382 WRR Rigmarole
(all practicing the Cervus Spell 2/2 for Abe and 1/2 for Riggy)

Level: 3
Class: Quintain

Pair 1
Horse's Name: 962 WRR Kastell's Abalone
Rider/Handler's Name: Jarin Jackson
Bonus Prompt Included: Nope~
Previous Experience for Horse: [1] [2] [3]
Previous Experience for Rider: [1] [2] [3]

Pair 2
Horse's Name: 1382 WRR Rigmarole
Rider/Handler's Name: Tuli
Bonus Prompt Included: Nope~

Placed: First and Res. Grand Champ

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Follows after: and (Mature Content Warning) Set The Record Straight

(there's a summary way down there, keep scrolling, no need to suffer for details <''3)

NOTE: Tuli does not speak English. I'm not going to provide Tuli's language in his tongue; it will be presented in English. This is because I don't want to provide mis-translations (it's not the point here) and Tuli speaks a language that is very close to what we know as Icelandic but it has slightly different inflections, terms, slang, pronunciations, etc. Sort of like how American, England, and Australian "English" are not quite the same. And I'm not going to invent a whole new language. So, everything is typed in English but Tuli is not speaking English. <3

"Okay! You'll just need to bring your passport and we're all set! How exciting!" Jarin cheered. He had been ready for weeks now! Everything was set in motion to head for Iceland with a couple stops in between to make it more appealing for Jennie to fund this journey. For the first time, Jarin really felt a sense of responsibility having Tuli along as his "official" groom.
Tuli checked the phone screen one more time, unsure of one particular word. "Passport?" He was getting better at some of the overused words: awesome, cool, how are you, horse, and other various phrases Jarin repeated frequently but still had to check the translator to be sure.
"Oh, uh…" Must be a translation issue. Tuli had to have one, right? "Uhm, the little book you have to have with your picture in it or you can't travel to other countries…?" Jarin pulled up an image for an example. "Passport."
Tuli squinted at the little book. Identification? Why? Did this realm really have no seers? That was the most obvious mode of security. "Ah…lost it." Tuli shrugged. By now, Tuli was very well aware of how gullible Jarin was and used it to his advantage when necessary. Who doesn't?
"Oh! No problem! We'll just get a new one for you!" Jarin poked around in the contacts of his phone, firing off a quick text with a smile. "I had a friend in college that used to help people get their IDs and passports all the time! He helped me get mine too! He's really good at it and fast! Just need a picture!"
Even though their technology behaved outdated, Tuli did hand it to them, it gave him an odd sense of fascination. A tiny picture stored on its pixels rather than in the streams of magic. It was interesting, for sure. Wouldn't need a pool of magic to view it. Wouldn't have to buy out a territory to have it on display on high resolution because the farmers were in harvesting mode, draining the resources. Fascinating. Boring. But fascinating.
Tuli was not impressed, however, with a few sheets of paper to be their idea of security. Given the situation, fine, it benefitted Tuli to be able to move so freely. One seer could unhinged everything but as time went on and the further away from the castle they got, Tuli let his guard down more and more. There really were no magic users here. Their weird metal carriers in place of mounts, everything so loud, smelly, and automated, nothing magical, all mechanical. He felt like he had stepped into some boring steampunk comic book only with far less fashion sense. To no surprise, they also relied on a large metal flying tube for transportation. Sad, Tuli thought as he entered the airport alongside Jarin.
Even flying, something so sacred and fantastical had been stripped down to security belts and windows and floatation devices? This realm was not only devoid of all things magical, but anything fun too. Tuli was glad to be leaving it, frankly. What he feared was the unknown of where they were actually headed. Jarin had mentioned a detour into Northern Ireland first, wherever that was. A stopover to appease his Lordess(?), Jennie. He could tell she was the one that oversaw the goings on of the stable. She wasn't going to just let them have their way along the lands, lest they bring shame to her stable's name. Very serious, these people of horses...

"I told you, you should have taken a nap on the plane ride over," Jarin laughed, seeing Tuli drag his feet around the showgrounds. Jarin was used to travelling a lot for odd shows here and there. He had learned quickly, the only way to beat jetlag was to sleep at all times during travel. (not great advise here) Then he was all rested and ready to go no matter where he landed! (provided they could wake up Jarin who slept like a corpse)
"Uuuugh," Tuli groaned, following behind him. Sleep was one thing, sure. But it was just how far away from any source of magic he was that made his whole body feel so heavy. He had been around such an ocean of magic so long at that castle, now anywhere else felt like the atmosphere was crushing him into the ground. Imagine floating in the ocean for weeks and then feeling all of your body weight drag you down. While Jarin was braiding the horse's tails into the tail bags, Tuli tested out his magic just to see how bad it was here. Needless to say, a spark was about all he could conjure up. He looked to the two Beaurevers, Abe and his son, Riggy, pleading with them how they did it in this world without the strength of magic.
Jarin patted Riggy as he nickered in Tuli's direction. The horses really did have a fascination with Tuli. Jarin secretly hoped to ask Tuli more about that so he could get along with his own horses better when they got back from this trip. Eno, especially. "So most shows don't have classes like these but I thought it would be good to start out with something a little more fun! And I saw how you liked to carve uhm...weapons...and such so I thought maybe you could appreciate this quintain class. I've never done it but I've done working equitation before sooo, I dunno," Jarin shrugged. "We can figure it out together! Right?"
Tuli could now hold the phone without frying it, so far removed from magic that caused the thing to implode the first time. A couple words didn't look right to him. But looking at what Jarin had showed him in video form on the flight over, Tuli got the idea. "Stab and duck. Easy." Tuli handed Jarin's phone back to him.
"Well, more than that," Jarin thought. "Because there's two of us so we've gotta time it right!"
Tuli waved a hand, shaking his head. "Stab and duck." Over complicating things already, not even needing to look at the phone. Between the two of them, Tuli was the expert here. "I'll handle the rest."
Jarin stared a moment longer, contemplating whether he should just go with that or maybe they should think a little longer over it. It's not like Tuli was the boss of this operation. But it wasn't like Jarin was the "rule with an iron fist" kind of leader either. "If you're sure, okay!" This was supposed to be fun, anyway. Why sweat it!?

Stay the course, Tuli assured the horse. So long as they just ran straight ahead, Tuli assured them he would handle the rest. Riggy had some opinions about Jarin that led Tuli to request riding Riggy instead of Abe. Tuli told Jarin it was because he still made Abe nervous (not true at all). Riggy was very thankful to be carrying Tuli. He wasn't as brave as his father taking a rider like Jarin.
"Weee! Let's go!" Jarin cheered, urging Abe on into a mighty canter which was more of just a bounce along, Abe feeling quite sure they could handle this! His ears pointed onto the dummy ahead, curious why it was in the way.
Stay the course, Tuli assured Abe who had to take the lead ever so slightly so Tuli could come in after the dummy swung its padded weapon around. Magic or no, Tuli had natural hunter instincts kicking in, making his mind sharper. He had been without magic before. Deep dark depths of never ending void enough to make someone go mad. He could survive this easily.
Jarin readied the "lance", trying to make sure he aimed it at the shield. He glanced back to make sure Tuli was riding along okay. It made him smile, seeing how focused in Tuli was. He really did get along well with the horses even if he didn't sit quite as fancy as the show riders would have him or the fact he set the reins down or was getting onto his feet...or- "Tuli!? What- ah!" Jarin felt the lance crack into the shield! The sharp bump jolted it out of his hand and he dropped it!
Can't. DYING.
Tuli's eyes darted to Abe, hearing him object to staying the course. So much for that plan. He slid to a halt, seeing the dummy come to life and attack! Tuli went into kill mode, not even thinking that no one was even in real danger.
If Abe wasn't going, Riggy decided he wasn't either, fearing the swinging maul!
That was fine by Tuli. His confidence was not something he could cure in two strides. Tuli could handle this just fine. He leapt from the saddle, high into the air, twirling that lance around so he could make a stab at the dummy's lackluster weapon. Unbeknownst to Jarin, Tuli had also hijacked a large knife he found in the guest stable tack room - whose it was is a mystery. As if Tuli would travel a weird realm without a sharp weapon...ha, laughable.
Tuli whipped the lance against the rope, tangling the maul around the end of it. He landed on the dummy, taken off guard by the assailant. He first stabbed the dummy in the neck, going for the kill, slashing its cotton throat open. He shoved off it, flipping away and tugging the lance back and then striking the dummy's leg, whacking it to the ground in a heap. Be lucky he wasn't using much magic or he would have made sure to snap its leg in half. He held the lance's point to its eyes, standing over it to make sure it was thoroughly defeated.
Jarin had seen the Tuli land on it and kill it... "Uuuuhhh..." He slowly dismounted Abe and grabbed his lance, pushing his glasses back up. That was intense. Amazing. But scary. "G-good job?" That wasn't how the plan was supposed to go. But Jarin felt he should be encouraging for his first show! Afterall, they did defeat the dummy... if that was even the goal...

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tldr summary;
--Jarin has a "friend" that gets Tuli a passport... (shhh)
--Tuli is unimpressed by cars and planes - not near as fun as ya know, dragons or unicorns or whatever Tuli has (idk)
--No magic makes Tuli have to actually work at life (yay)
--Jarin oblivious as usual
--Jarin thinks Tuli is about to jump out of the saddle during the class
--Jarin drops stick, oh no, gotta stop and get it to do the class
--Tuli just goes ahead and kills the dummy
--RIP dummy
--Jarin just saw a man kill a stuffed man
--Jarin just "g-good job, pal." :''') and hopes Tuli doesn't kill him next

Previous: Tuli POV Just Had to Ask / (Mature Content Warning Jarin POV) Set The Record Straight || Next: Hat Trick(s)

Tuli is great~ <3
A character I don't have to hold their hand or drag them around xD He just "sure, whatever, I'll kill it." I thought this class would be amazing for him xD What a way to start his "career" as a "groom" lmao And in Jarin fashion too over there dropping his stick because would we honestly expect anything else from Jarin?? It's all in good fun! <3

Took a little longer than I anticipated on this thing xD There was also a trick riding class but I'm not gonna have the time to do it too but OH WELL! I have officially started the Iceland arc and it all starts in Ireland xD (excuse to join in on the show, really) We're getting there! Just having fun with painty hurry up style~

Happy fall color season~

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