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Pic is a fail. Absolute fail. But I'm on a computer at my new workplace. So... Epic fail Gavin drawn on paper and taken with a webcam. I'll replace it if I get her, but I... couldn't just not try since I've had this blooming in my head since I saw her. :/

Name: SFS Ethereal Visage
Age: 7
Gender: Female, Mare
Breed: Ritari
Colour: White
Rank: Platinum
Personality: This mare is quite headstrong - she knows what she wants, and she refuses to settle for anything less. Many have tried to win her favour over the years, however nobody has succeeded in fixing the bond so far.
Her lack of success finding her bonded partner has made this lady rather jaded - to an extent, she believes that all the human souls that she searches for are long since extinct. Clearly, though, the fact that she's still searching means she still has hope.

Potential Bonded: Gavin Pritchard. He is Schii's nephew, the rape child of her step-sister. He was born only three months after Schii, and they had been raised as nothing more than friends his entire life... It wasn't until high-school that Schii realized she had feelings for him, and pushed him away. He would do anything to return to his good graces, but she seems to be refusing all of his advances... Most recently, he has transferred colleges to live at Second Flight with his mother, and he has been working two jobs to help pay for his siblings and his mother. He seems hard and haggard around people, but his horse sense is impeccable, and he has always regretted not following Schii into the life of horses... He hopes that his mother will understand when he tells her he plans on switching his major to business, so that he might help Schii with Second Flight... When he can rid it of the blasted Chorum.
Story:

Schii nearly groaned in the stables, leaning her head against the doorframe in tiredness. She'd just finished tidying the tack room in the mare block, having found a mouse hiding among the unused halters in the box... She glanced around, her eyes sliding to the shiny floors and neatly arranged tack on the hooks... Not that it would last very long, she thought with a heavy sigh, pushing herself from her position to dust off her jodhpurs. Misty hung her head over her stall as se made her way down the walk to the end, and Schii blew her a kiss... Too tired to stop even for Aety's high pitched whinny in her direction. The yearling was starting to get as clingy as her mother, and if Schii wanted to use her for anyone else... She blew smooched at her on her way by in any case, continuing down the hallway.
"Schii?" She heard, the deep male voice unusual for her ears.. An unfamiliar bass rumbling the walls. "You in here?" Schii narrowed her eyes, wondering who in the world would be infiltrating her abode and calling her by name.
"Yeah," she called as she rounded the "L" and came face to face with a twenty year old with dark hair and familiar blue eyes. He looked recognizable, familiar, but... She couldn't quite.... "Oh my Lord, Gavin Pritchard! 8D" His lips split to reveal his boyish, pearly white smile, and he ran the last few steps to her, swinging her up into his arms in a hug which rivaled Chorum's, his lips pressing against her cheek in a welcoming first meeting kiss... She turned red as he set her on her feet but kept his arms on her shoulders.
"Dear God," he murmured, his eyes twinkling as he looked her full in the face, "Did you ever grow up nice! I mean, sure, mom said you were the prettiest woman on the planet, but..." He leaned down, putting his forehead against hers with a deep chuckle.
Schii turned a deeper crimson, smiling up into his smile, a higher pitched laugh erupting from her throat. "Lies, she's been filling your head with lies, Gav. Your mom is the most beautiful woman, obviously, because she has handsome chillin's like you." She ran her eyes over him, taking in the changes since his last visit, four years ago. The gangly sixteen year old had morphed into an icon of pure... man. His ears were pierced now, and if she looked closely she could see the remnants of green streaks in his dark hair. And then there was the- "GAVIN! Is that a tattoo? Whaaat were you thinking? Have you shown your mother?" She turned him, examining the striping surrounding his upper arm, the diamond in the center, spotting a neatly hidden "S" in the scrolling about it and feeling the brush filling her cheeks again...
He rolled his eyes and nudged her with his shoulder, a similar blush staining his cheeks. "She had to sign for me to get it, love, so yes, she's seen it." He turned his eyes away from her and to the ceiling. "Are you still seeing that... Chorus guy?" He asked, brushing a hand across his eyes. She turned her gaze to him and gave him a small nudge.
"Yeah, I'm still seeing Chorum." she murmured, and felt tears prickling her eyes. "You know that we can't..."
"Who says?" He asked, suddenly indignant, taking her hand in his and bringing it up to his lips. "Can you honestly say you don't feel anything, Schii? Honestly?" She shivered at the breath across her palm, shutting her eyes to sheild them from his intensity. "There's nothing that says we can't. Nothing. Even mom's groomed me to be perfect for you. All he's going to do is break your heart-"
"Your my nephew-"
"Not by blood I'm not. I'm not, Schii, and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you'll be happy."
She pulled away from him, punching him in the shoulder softly.
"I am happy, Gavin. I am, truly. Just because I'm not married doesn't mean I'm not happy." She saw the storm building in his eyes and sighed heavily. "Gavin, there's an auction over at SPaVES. Would you like to come with, or are you going to hate me now? I mean, either way is fine. You can do whatever."
He glared at her before his eyes softened and he nodded at her.
"Yeah. Nothing to soothe a heartbreak warmed over like horses."
----
They climbed from the truck and immediately spotted the horse they were going to bid on, a purple mare with wing like markings on her face, and a color that reminded Schii of Erised, and Schii set off to talk to Jason or whoever she could find. She left Gavin to look about SPaVES as he had never visited the sister stables before. He found himself exploring the paddocks about the area, looking in on some Starry stallions and a mare named Whatchamacallit... It was getting late when something made him turn... and he came face to face with a herd of what looked to be war horses... Right down to the shields on their chests. His breath caught in his throat, and he murmured something about shining armor before making his feet propelled him to the paddock...
Most of the horses turned disinterested eyes on him before returning to their grazing, but after he caught site of a flash of white and he found himself vaulting over the fence and landing with a thud that made the herd squeal and a bronze chested stallion to halfrear at him. Gavin narrowed his eyes at the boy, brushing the dirt from his jeans as he kicked his flipflops off, wanting to feel the grass between his toes-
She emerged as a siren, her platinum eyes meeting his in a way that caused him to shiver, and she approached him with soft, measured footsteps. He caught his breath as she stopped in front of him, her forelock brushing over her eyes before she gave a soft toss of her head to clear her vision. Her nose rose to his face and she exhaled, her breath easing over him as a warm calming sigh that somehow reminded him of the ocean, and eased his trembling heart.
"Hello, beautiful," he murmured, returning the courtesy by blowing softly into her face. She snorted at him, tossing her head in a sort of laugh... His hands were compelled to reach, to touch, to feel, to ensure that this moment was real... he extended his arm to stroke her muzzle, his fingers trembling in ache of his first contact, but she moved forward suddenly, her head impacting with his chest as is fingers brushed the metal of the shield at her heart. She sighed into him, and he released a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, slipping to his knees in the field as his heart resumed its beating, a warm glow spreading throughout his bod as he suddenly felt her, felt whole, and he raised his eyes to her to find her laughing at him again, her bright eyes shining at his sudden weakness. The fun was over in a second, as she sunk heavily into low bow before him, her forelock flipping to cover her eyes... He was awestruck, feeling his hand move of his own accord to cover his heart in a silent pledge to this shimmering visage, this creature who he suddenly felt such an extreme atunement with... He bowed his head, and the two shared a look that revealed their sudden realization.
She had to be with him.
And he wasn't leaving without her.

Description
Pic is a fail. Absolute fail. But I'm on a computer at my new workplace. So... Epic fail Gavin drawn on paper and taken with a webcam. I'll replace it if I get her, but I... couldn't just not try since I've had this blooming in my head since I saw her. :/

Name: SFS Ethereal Visage
Age: 7
Gender: Female, Mare
Breed: Ritari
Colour: White
Rank: Platinum
Personality: This mare is quite headstrong - she knows what she wants, and she refuses to settle for anything less. Many have tried to win her favour over the years, however nobody has succeeded in fixing the bond so far.
Her lack of success finding her bonded partner has made this lady rather jaded - to an extent, she believes that all the human souls that she searches for are long since extinct. Clearly, though, the fact that she's still searching means she still has hope.

Potential Bonded: Gavin Pritchard. He is Schii's nephew, the rape child of her step-sister. He was born only three months after Schii, and they had been raised as nothing more than friends his entire life... It wasn't until high-school that Schii realized she had feelings for him, and pushed him away. He would do anything to return to his good graces, but she seems to be refusing all of his advances... Most recently, he has transferred colleges to live at Second Flight with his mother, and he has been working two jobs to help pay for his siblings and his mother. He seems hard and haggard around people, but his horse sense is impeccable, and he has always regretted not following Schii into the life of horses... He hopes that his mother will understand when he tells her he plans on switching his major to business, so that he might help Schii with Second Flight... When he can rid it of the blasted Chorum.
Story:

Schii nearly groaned in the stables, leaning her head against the doorframe in tiredness. She'd just finished tidying the tack room in the mare block, having found a mouse hiding among the unused halters in the box... She glanced around, her eyes sliding to the shiny floors and neatly arranged tack on the hooks... Not that it would last very long, she thought with a heavy sigh, pushing herself from her position to dust off her jodhpurs. Misty hung her head over her stall as se made her way down the walk to the end, and Schii blew her a kiss... Too tired to stop even for Aety's high pitched whinny in her direction. The yearling was starting to get as clingy as her mother, and if Schii wanted to use her for anyone else... She blew smooched at her on her way by in any case, continuing down the hallway.
"Schii?" She heard, the deep male voice unusual for her ears.. An unfamiliar bass rumbling the walls. "You in here?" Schii narrowed her eyes, wondering who in the world would be infiltrating her abode and calling her by name.
"Yeah," she called as she rounded the "L" and came face to face with a twenty year old with dark hair and familiar blue eyes. He looked recognizable, familiar, but... She couldn't quite.... "Oh my Lord, Gavin Pritchard! 8D" His lips split to reveal his boyish, pearly white smile, and he ran the last few steps to her, swinging her up into his arms in a hug which rivaled Chorum's, his lips pressing against her cheek in a welcoming first meeting kiss... She turned red as he set her on her feet but kept his arms on her shoulders.
"Dear God," he murmured, his eyes twinkling as he looked her full in the face, "Did you ever grow up nice! I mean, sure, mom said you were the prettiest woman on the planet, but..." He leaned down, putting his forehead against hers with a deep chuckle.
Schii turned a deeper crimson, smiling up into his smile, a higher pitched laugh erupting from her throat. "Lies, she's been filling your head with lies, Gav. Your mom is the most beautiful woman, obviously, because she has handsome chillin's like you." She ran her eyes over him, taking in the changes since his last visit, four years ago. The gangly sixteen year old had morphed into an icon of pure... man. His ears were pierced now, and if she looked closely she could see the remnants of green streaks in his dark hair. And then there was the- "GAVIN! Is that a tattoo? Whaaat were you thinking? Have you shown your mother?" She turned him, examining the striping surrounding his upper arm, the diamond in the center, spotting a neatly hidden "S" in the scrolling about it and feeling the brush filling her cheeks again...
He rolled his eyes and nudged her with his shoulder, a similar blush staining his cheeks. "She had to sign for me to get it, love, so yes, she's seen it." He turned his eyes away from her and to the ceiling. "Are you still seeing that... Chorus guy?" He asked, brushing a hand across his eyes. She turned her gaze to him and gave him a small nudge.
"Yeah, I'm still seeing Chorum." she murmured, and felt tears prickling her eyes. "You know that we can't..."
"Who says?" He asked, suddenly indignant, taking her hand in his and bringing it up to his lips. "Can you honestly say you don't feel anything, Schii? Honestly?" She shivered at the breath across her palm, shutting her eyes to sheild them from his intensity. "There's nothing that says we can't. Nothing. Even mom's groomed me to be perfect for you. All he's going to do is break your heart-"
"Your my nephew-"
"Not by blood I'm not. I'm not, Schii, and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you'll be happy."
She pulled away from him, punching him in the shoulder softly.
"I am happy, Gavin. I am, truly. Just because I'm not married doesn't mean I'm not happy." She saw the storm building in his eyes and sighed heavily. "Gavin, there's an auction over at SPaVES. Would you like to come with, or are you going to hate me now? I mean, either way is fine. You can do whatever."
He glared at her before his eyes softened and he nodded at her.
"Yeah. Nothing to soothe a heartbreak warmed over like horses."
----
They climbed from the truck and immediately spotted the horse they were going to bid on, a purple mare with wing like markings on her face, and a color that reminded Schii of Erised, and Schii set off to talk to Jason or whoever she could find. She left Gavin to look about SPaVES as he had never visited the sister stables before. He found himself exploring the paddocks about the area, looking in on some Starry stallions and a mare named Whatchamacallit... It was getting late when something made him turn... and he came face to face with a herd of what looked to be war horses... Right down to the shields on their chests. His breath caught in his throat, and he murmured something about shining armor before making his feet propelled him to the paddock...
Most of the horses turned disinterested eyes on him before returning to their grazing, but after he caught site of a flash of white and he found himself vaulting over the fence and landing with a thud that made the herd squeal and a bronze chested stallion to halfrear at him. Gavin narrowed his eyes at the boy, brushing the dirt from his jeans as he kicked his flipflops off, wanting to feel the grass between his toes-
She emerged as a siren, her platinum eyes meeting his in a way that caused him to shiver, and she approached him with soft, measured footsteps. He caught his breath as she stopped in front of him, her forelock brushing over her eyes before she gave a soft toss of her head to clear her vision. Her nose rose to his face and she exhaled, her breath easing over him as a warm calming sigh that somehow reminded him of the ocean, and eased his trembling heart.
"Hello, beautiful," he murmured, returning the courtesy by blowing softly into her face. She snorted at him, tossing her head in a sort of laugh... His hands were compelled to reach, to touch, to feel, to ensure that this moment was real... he extended his arm to stroke her muzzle, his fingers trembling in ache of his first contact, but she moved forward suddenly, her head impacting with his chest as is fingers brushed the metal of the shield at her heart. She sighed into him, and he released a breath he didn't know he'd been holding, slipping to his knees in the field as his heart resumed its beating, a warm glow spreading throughout his bod as he suddenly felt her, felt whole, and he raised his eyes to her to find her laughing at him again, her bright eyes shining at his sudden weakness. The fun was over in a second, as she sunk heavily into low bow before him, her forelock flipping to cover her eyes... He was awestruck, feeling his hand move of his own accord to cover his heart in a silent pledge to this shimmering visage, this creature who he suddenly felt such an extreme atunement with... He bowed his head, and the two shared a look that revealed their sudden realization.
She had to be with him.
And he wasn't leaving without her.