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TEAM: Flamingo Flash

Rider: Sean Reid

Horse: ASRC Irish Amber

Representing the team/riding as an individual: REPRESENTING

References:

Background reference: Google maps Street view, State Historical Museum

Poses: pose inspiration , perspective by me
HCL provided references for location, banners, jump designs, merch and tack

Story:

"I thought you don't want to see me ever again."

The dark haired asked as he halted Amber, outside of the warm-up ring. There were many things in Sean Reid's life that he just couldn't imagine to happen. One of them was this current scenario: standing in Moscow, on the Red Square, while it is none other but Scott Danner, who is approaching... Wow, Sean starts to get mad, doesn't he...?

Scott just came closer without answering the bitter question. He just never let those words close to him, not in the past, not now... Though, he received more of them since he cannot walk.

"Man, this mare is gorgeous like always. Just tell me your secret, so I can help the younger generation with your wisdom." Scott continued in an unusual happy tone, compared to the last months of his life. Sean started to think about the man's craziness for a second, but he realized something. They might not be that different in that case...

"No wisdom and no power here. She just tries her best, while her stupid owner just cannot do that as well." the older man added as he dismounted the Zlesdin with a smirk.

"Did you want to tell me something, right? I just saw that look on your face." Sean finished, shaking hands with his old friend.

"Well, you are damn right, Sean Reid! I don't even know why you are not a Detective right now.."

"Well, maybe I wouldn't be such a stupid right now." Sean man added, still with that bitterish smirk he held since the beginning. He wasn't sure if he did this on purpose, but he didn't mind... Scott noticed this as well, but he just blinked a few at the rare comments. Maybe, he managed to learn to shut up his mouth? It was way too cruel to behave like this, and Sean didn't want to do this to him... It was maybe for himself to feel bad later on. Strangling yourself in disguise is a good way to handle your life...?

"You know you won't solve anything by saving Iz and Dylan from that witch..." this sentence got in his ear. Okay, now Sean Reid just couldn't believe in his sanity. Did Scott Danner, that Scott Danner who always dreamed about Stella, now called her a witch...? No, this must be a dream. A crazy dream. His face was like a glass, Scott could read the shock from it.

"Don't ask. Yes, it's Stella who is the witch here. I wanted to use a different alphabet on the begging of the word, but if was better to avoid it, you know. But don't waste time with it." he stopped for a second.

"You don't know how much suffering I got, how much pain and void I felt during the summer. And I still feel it. But you didn't ask." Sean turned there for a moment, without opening his mouth, but Scott continued.

"You didn't ask a word, or the magical "how do you feel" question. And that's how it is the best. Iz does no talk with me, and I beg she will never do it, but thag doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how much you know about me, my former feelings for Stella or... " he sighed.

Or how much do you know about my accident. But one thing became clear for me." he stopped, leaving a short period of time for Sean to start his speech.

"It will be my turn soon." mistakes are mistakes, and many things almost made Sean to turn around and run away from everything. But he is still here and it would be better not to miss his turn... Just the compró, like a robot, hah! He almost laughed at himself after these thoughts...

"You have to make sure she will pay." Second time to tear him away from his thoughts. And this sentence just brought that smirk on the surface again.

"What do you exactly mean..?" he needed to be sure, before saying anything. No wonder, he won't trust neither Scott, neither himself at this point, but if he still had some part of his sanity, then he was really, really satisfied...

"She needs to taste what suffering and being the fallen means. I will get you everything I managed to collect about her, and tell you the full story of everything, Sean." Sean. Danner had never called him by his name, only as Reid ... And telling everything, just to see the beloved woman to fall? It was just too surreal...

"No games, Sean. I had enough time to think about everything. And man, many of us suffered from her actions... This is... Something we need to stop, before more of us will die from it. We lost... We... We lost Boreas. We almost lost Silver. It can be Amber, Stroud or hell, even you or me who will die because of her. She is manipulative, and cruel." he stopped.

In meantime, Sean was in saddle again, watching carefully Scott.

" You are th only one who can stop her. But you need our help." that was like some kind of group fight in high school. But more serious, as Stella was really playing with lives here. And no damn way Reid will leave the others to the wolves.

" You can count on me." he finished as he trotted away, into the ring. He didn't see many details before the start. Maybe he noticed the slightly blue sky with the orange and peach colored clouds, or Johnny in the Flamingo costume. Maybe he noticed the rain falling on him during the ride... Maybe...

But there were two important things right now.

This league and the plan to make Stella pay for what she did. And this crazy, positive hope, just put a smile on his face...
(978 words)

Commentary:
Sean still can separated his thoughts ad plans from his riding, he is focused on the trail, on the movements and on the Speed. Amber is still cooperates with him perfectly, following his lead but helps him if needed. She is Fast, collected and a good observer about distance and height of the obstacle...

Notes:
Lib dared to try perspective. Don't kill her, school can do it instead of you. Just kidding XD
I don't want to say anything about colors
Fun game: guess whois crazier: Lib or Sean.
And the only good person here is JOHN! Please LOVE him!

You are all special, try to see the word in a positive way, you all are very important!

John, Sean, Amber, Scott and art by me
you can find references up there

Description

:flamingo:

TEAM: Flamingo Flash

Rider: Sean Reid

Horse: ASRC Irish Amber

Representing the team/riding as an individual: REPRESENTING

References:

Background reference: Google maps Street view, State Historical Museum

Poses: pose inspiration , perspective by me
HCL provided references for location, banners, jump designs, merch and tack

Story:

"I thought you don't want to see me ever again."

The dark haired asked as he halted Amber, outside of the warm-up ring. There were many things in Sean Reid's life that he just couldn't imagine to happen. One of them was this current scenario: standing in Moscow, on the Red Square, while it is none other but Scott Danner, who is approaching... Wow, Sean starts to get mad, doesn't he...?

Scott just came closer without answering the bitter question. He just never let those words close to him, not in the past, not now... Though, he received more of them since he cannot walk.

"Man, this mare is gorgeous like always. Just tell me your secret, so I can help the younger generation with your wisdom." Scott continued in an unusual happy tone, compared to the last months of his life. Sean started to think about the man's craziness for a second, but he realized something. They might not be that different in that case...

"No wisdom and no power here. She just tries her best, while her stupid owner just cannot do that as well." the older man added as he dismounted the Zlesdin with a smirk.

"Did you want to tell me something, right? I just saw that look on your face." Sean finished, shaking hands with his old friend.

"Well, you are damn right, Sean Reid! I don't even know why you are not a Detective right now.."

"Well, maybe I wouldn't be such a stupid right now." Sean man added, still with that bitterish smirk he held since the beginning. He wasn't sure if he did this on purpose, but he didn't mind... Scott noticed this as well, but he just blinked a few at the rare comments. Maybe, he managed to learn to shut up his mouth? It was way too cruel to behave like this, and Sean didn't want to do this to him... It was maybe for himself to feel bad later on. Strangling yourself in disguise is a good way to handle your life...?

"You know you won't solve anything by saving Iz and Dylan from that witch..." this sentence got in his ear. Okay, now Sean Reid just couldn't believe in his sanity. Did Scott Danner, that Scott Danner who always dreamed about Stella, now called her a witch...? No, this must be a dream. A crazy dream. His face was like a glass, Scott could read the shock from it.

"Don't ask. Yes, it's Stella who is the witch here. I wanted to use a different alphabet on the begging of the word, but if was better to avoid it, you know. But don't waste time with it." he stopped for a second.

"You don't know how much suffering I got, how much pain and void I felt during the summer. And I still feel it. But you didn't ask." Sean turned there for a moment, without opening his mouth, but Scott continued.

"You didn't ask a word, or the magical "how do you feel" question. And that's how it is the best. Iz does no talk with me, and I beg she will never do it, but thag doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how much you know about me, my former feelings for Stella or... " he sighed.

Or how much do you know about my accident. But one thing became clear for me." he stopped, leaving a short period of time for Sean to start his speech.

"It will be my turn soon." mistakes are mistakes, and many things almost made Sean to turn around and run away from everything. But he is still here and it would be better not to miss his turn... Just the compró, like a robot, hah! He almost laughed at himself after these thoughts...

"You have to make sure she will pay." Second time to tear him away from his thoughts. And this sentence just brought that smirk on the surface again.

"What do you exactly mean..?" he needed to be sure, before saying anything. No wonder, he won't trust neither Scott, neither himself at this point, but if he still had some part of his sanity, then he was really, really satisfied...

"She needs to taste what suffering and being the fallen means. I will get you everything I managed to collect about her, and tell you the full story of everything, Sean." Sean. Danner had never called him by his name, only as Reid ... And telling everything, just to see the beloved woman to fall? It was just too surreal...

"No games, Sean. I had enough time to think about everything. And man, many of us suffered from her actions... This is... Something we need to stop, before more of us will die from it. We lost... We... We lost Boreas. We almost lost Silver. It can be Amber, Stroud or hell, even you or me who will die because of her. She is manipulative, and cruel." he stopped.

In meantime, Sean was in saddle again, watching carefully Scott.

" You are th only one who can stop her. But you need our help." that was like some kind of group fight in high school. But more serious, as Stella was really playing with lives here. And no damn way Reid will leave the others to the wolves.

" You can count on me." he finished as he trotted away, into the ring. He didn't see many details before the start. Maybe he noticed the slightly blue sky with the orange and peach colored clouds, or Johnny in the Flamingo costume. Maybe he noticed the rain falling on him during the ride... Maybe...

But there were two important things right now.

This league and the plan to make Stella pay for what she did. And this crazy, positive hope, just put a smile on his face...
(978 words)

Commentary:
Sean still can separated his thoughts ad plans from his riding, he is focused on the trail, on the movements and on the Speed. Amber is still cooperates with him perfectly, following his lead but helps him if needed. She is Fast, collected and a good observer about distance and height of the obstacle...

Notes:
Lib dared to try perspective. Don't kill her, school can do it instead of you. Just kidding XD
I don't want to say anything about colors
Fun game: guess whois crazier: Lib or Sean.
And the only good person here is JOHN! Please LOVE him!

You are all special, try to see the word in a positive way, you all are very important!

John, Sean, Amber, Scott and art by me
you can find references up there