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At the next round up, William's heard that there's going to be some prizes with money handed out, so he's going to try for them. He doesn't know all the competitions but he can guess a few and that's why when he rode into Milliways, he was already lightly tossing his lariat in loops. It would be easier to have a calf or steer to rope but he doesn't want to risk them causing trouble in Milliways, so he'll mainly rope the fence rails.

Then he'll practice a little more complicated riding, looping around whatever he can find then stopping quickly. Later, he'll stable his horse and head inside, stretching his hands and rolling his shoulders as its strange to do those skills without chasing after a loose cow.

(OOC: Catch him inside or outside.)

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Minx leans on the fence, watching William practice with a quietly impressed smile.

When he next ride beside her, he slows and tips his hat, "Hello, Miss Minx."

"Just Minx," She laughs warmly and holds a hand out to stroke the horse's neck. "Practicing for anything in particular?"

"At the next round up, there are going to be some contests and I thought I might see if I can win anythin',"

The horse neighs and William smiles at the stroking.

"Ah!" She grins. "Feel like practicing in a moving target?" Her eyebrow arches in a playful challenge.

He stares at her and blinks, "Um, that wouldn't be safe for you."

Then he brings his rope down for her, "See how rough it is and part of it is stoppin' quick so it gets tight. Ropin's all about stoppin' a cow before it gets too far."

Minx shrugs, "I dodge better than a cow but up to you."

"I wouldn't want to risk it. Ropin' a person is what lynch mobs do,"

And the thought of even playing with that idea with a woman and one that looks like she does is wrong in a lot of ways to him.

Edited 2015-08-23 22:57 (UTC)

"Ah." Minx nods, getting what he's driving at. "Sorry, I didn't think that through."

"Its alright. If you want to saddle up, I'd be glad for someone to race against."

"I like the sound of that." She grins, "Give me a sec to change into something more practical and grab some tack and we'll race."

"Ain't goin' anywhere," While she gets ready, he'll do some more roping.

She comes back leading one of the communal mounts, dressed in long jeans. She smiles and vaults up into the saddle with the grace of a dancer. She grins to him, and leans in to stroke the horse's neck. "So, where to and what are the stakes?"

His eyes go a little wide at how she mounts, "Um, maybe around the lake."

She shoots him a grin and lean on close to her horse's neck. "On your marks, get set... GO!"

She digs her heels in gently an takes off.

William laughs and says, "Gee up, we'll show her."

Then he's riding close to his horse as they start to look around the path.

He's a better rider than she is but she still tries, laughing the whole way as they dance ahead, side by side.

She does pretty well and as they come up on the turn of the lake, he laughs.

She leans in low, pressing her chest to the horses neck as she pushes ahead.

He grins as she gets closer, he's glad for a close race.

Her laugh is free and easy as she clicks her tongue, trying to encourage her mount onwards. But William has the advantage and will beat her but only very nearly.

As they reach the end of the path, he laughs and sits up, "Ha, won, good race."

She laughs and reins in her horse, stroking it's neck. "Well done, William. Now you get to choice your forfeit."

"Hadn't thought about that. Maybe somethin' to eat. I've been out here a while."

"William," She smiles, something warm and welcoming in her eyes. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"

He blushes as he moves his horse towards the stables, "Um, thank you, yes."

She walks her horse back to the stables, vaulting down with the same easy grace. She takes off the tack, give her horse a gentle rubdown. She smiles and kisses her mount's nose.

"Let me buy you dinner, William?"

(OOC: Sorry, she just completely throws him off, this might not end up being a long thread as he often feels like they're speaking a completely different language.)

William finishes taking the tack off his horse then finds her again and rather red says,

"Yeah, I said that. Thank you."

Edited 2015-09-03 03:48 (UTC)

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