Horse...people.. (Attn. Hazard only)

Legend · Queen of Terabithia Age: 40 Gender: Joined: 14 Oct 2005

Legend galloped frantically. It wasn't that she was actually incredibly worried about...well, she was a little worried. She was more worried, however, that he would hurt himself than that she wouldn't catch him.

Her rocket launcher was strapped safely to her back, and her silver braids flew out behind her like some sort of waving banner. Four hooves thudded dully on the compacted desert sand.

Zonk really ought to learn that it was in his best interests to stay with her. She was the only one who could keep track of him and keep him from hurting himself!

But the dragon had flown off, and now she was trying desperately to catch him. He wasn't very high off the ground, but he moved much faster flying than he did when he was running about with that one stubby leg and the one normal one.

Hazard · Viewer Discretion Advised Gender: Joined: 27 Sep 2005

He was a simple man. A quite man. If he were a man. The creature that was currently lying prone on his back with his old civil war cap covering his eyes to keep out the sun as he attempted to take a nap. He was dressed entirely in black, but that didn't seem to bother him as his body was usually burning up at a fever anyways, and the feel of the sun was no different to him today then how it felt at night.

... and this is why I don't do 'quiet'...

Muttering angrily to himself and reshifting his body in the soft dark sand, Hazard tried to make himself more comfortable. It wasn't the air around him so much as the un-nerving quiet that got to him. It was enough to make him insane as the only thing he heard was the wind and whatever he imagined he heard.

For instance, he currently thought he heard the sound of what seemed to be a horse galloping... but that was impossible as nobody came out here anyways.

Legend · Queen of Terabithia Age: 40 Gender: Joined: 14 Oct 2005

"Ahhh Zonk! I wish you'd just stop!" the horsewoman cried out, reaching to try and grab the little dragon-creature. She wasn't sure if Zonk truly classified as a dragon. He was full grown (at least, as far as she could tell he was) and not really what one would call dragon-sized. Still, she was quite fond of him.

Except when he eluded her grasp. She missed, and Zonk kept going..and Legend looked about her just in time to see the gigantic black hurtle that was somehow lying about in the middle of desert. With a leap only those of equine blood can manage, she barely scaled the hurtle.

"...what's a hurtle doing out here in the middle of the desert, anyhow?" She wondered aloud, then got a better look at the figure. Not a simple hurtle at all, but a man. Or at least, he seemed to be a man, if not a green glowing one.

"Oh...sorry about that."

Hazard · Viewer Discretion Advised Gender: Joined: 27 Sep 2005

... huh...

He coulda swore he heard what sounded like a voice. But that'd be wrong, because that'd mean he was really starting to lose his mind and that'd be a bad thing. He was positive that he hadn't heard anybody elses voice. Rising up to prove the point, Hazard slowly removed his hat and looked in the direction of the voice. Seeing what appeared to be a half-horse half-human female with silver braids, he finally figured it out.

... yup. Finally did it. I finally went crazy. Now I'm seeing things as well as hearing them. I need a LONG nap...

Rolling over and throwing his hat back over his eyes, Hazard grumbled disgruntedly at his sudden loss of rationality and how much he'd rather be in a bed at that moment.

Legend · Queen of Terabithia Age: 40 Gender: Joined: 14 Oct 2005

Zonk, however, seemed interested by this newcomer into his life. And, being stupid enough not to know any better, the dragon-creature waddled over closer and bonked him with his noggin.

"Eh, Zonk, leave 'im be," Legend admonished the little guy,
"He's obviously in a bit of a napping mood, and I'm certainly not one to interrupt a good nap." She tossed a few braids back in place over her shoulder, once again exposing the very naked female half of her upper body.

She was unconcerned about that, however.

Hazard · Viewer Discretion Advised Gender: Joined: 27 Sep 2005

Rolling over, Hazard was perturbed. Illusions being there he could accept, but assualting him? As he slapped his cap onto his head properly, he stared at this oddity that hit him. It appeared to resemble a dragon... only retarded. He grinned at that though.

Turning his attention toward the horse-woman, he noticed that she was naked. Now this was odd to him as he had never once seen a female naked. It seemed custom that they all be fully clothed. This needed further investigation, and to do that, he needed empherical proof that this wasn't an illusion.

Harmph!... alright, time for a moment of truth...

Briskly striding up towards this unusual creature, he walked around her as she looked warily at him. Finally coming to a stop directly in front of her, he took the one step he knew to prove wether or not she was an illusion... he poked her nose.

Hrm... guess you are real. Now that's a shock.

Legend · Queen of Terabithia Age: 40 Gender: Joined: 14 Oct 2005

Legend grinned,
"Well, of course I am, silly," she shook her head, settling Zonk carefully on her equine back,
"As real as you are, anyhow."

She stomped her feet as habit dictated-- there were some equine traits she simply couldn't help picking up. Her tail flicked lazily as Zonk attempted to do...well, she wasn't quite sure what he was attempting to do, but it was about to make him fall to the dusty desert floor again.

"Sorry I almost trampled you there. Zonk ran off and I wasn't really watching where I was going. Didn't really expect anyone to be lying about out here in the middle of nowhere."

Hazard · Viewer Discretion Advised Gender: Joined: 27 Sep 2005

Me? Real?!... hold on for a second...

Pulling his hat slowly over his face and letting his arms rest at his sides, he let out a mighty laugh. And it didn't end there. He laughed until tear's came. He laughed until his sides hurt. And then he laughed some more. Finally worn out from laughing so much, he leaned on the shoulder of the now confused looking horse-woman.

My dear... whatever you are... I couldn't possibly be anything but the furthest thing from reality you could get. A child of both science and god, I am none other than the Horseman of Death. A pleasure it is to make your aquaintance.

With his words he took a step back and bowed extravagantly before he straightened up and plopped his hat back on his head. He was in a fair mood now and was quite intrested into finding out exactly what this creature thought of himself. Or even what her story was for that matter...