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Post by jullian crowley on Jan 19, 2010 21:29:39 GMT
This boy...
Took my love away...
But He'll regret it, some day. [/size]
[ Jullian had walked to the stables. They weren't far from Starlight Academy. He had told Keith Gray he would meet him here, at the Stables, and Jude had said he would snoop around and take pictures of Keith. He had his camera held in both his hands, his laptop under his arm, the cord to connect the two in his pocket. ]
[ As usual, Jules wasn't wearing anything leather. He had dark denim jeans, his normal black converses, and a brown t-shirt that fit him quite snuggly that said in large green letters, Make Peace, Not War. He had a pack of ciggerettes in his pocket, and in his other pocked was a locket, with a picture of a dark-haired, brown-eyed girl that he had once called love. He never left anywhere without it. The locket was by his side everywhere. ]
[ Sitting cross-legged in the yard, he could hear the horses huffing and such in their stalls in the barn, he saw a few in the distance and snapped a few pictures of the beautiful running beasts. He pulled out the camera, clicking it on and hearing that familair, Click, as it turned on. Scrolling through the pictures, he had ones of James, ones of the band, ones of the girl, and only a single one of Keith Gray. Resting the camera by his foot, Jullian sighed. He was sitting on his rain coat so he didn't get wet, sitting in the snow. Looking around, he hoped he could find Keith.
[/blockquote] Cause this boy wants you back again...
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Post by keith gray on Jan 20, 2010 18:14:46 GMT
so what if you can see the darkest side of me no one will ever change this animal i have become !
the fifteen year old almost shivered as he stepped out of the last stall in the yard - stall twenty five. that was where he kept his own horse, ciaran. he turned slightly, tugging on the lead rope. immediately his black thoroughbred pulled away from the wall and followed the human out to the yard area. the blonde male turned back to his horse, eyes glinting a bit before he took the horse to the fence. he took the lead rope, quickly tying ciaran to it, before looking up, catching sight someone walking into the yard. that must be jullian crowely.
keith had invited the sophomore to come take pictures while he worked at the stables that day, so... the jock shook his head a bit, turning back to his black coated horse, smiling, before taking the horse's head by the cheekbones in his hands. quickly he kissed his horses snout before patting him and checking the lead rope was tied properly. it was, so keith said a firm, "don't try to escape," before he ran down the yard, the heels of his riding boots clicking on the ground as he ran to jules.
today he was wearing creamy white riding breeches, and his boots were just standard black synthetic leather english riding field boots, for his lesson later. his upper half had a darkish grey short sleeve tshirt, but he also wore a black jacket, and then a black rain coat over that. his riding crop - essential with ciaran, definitely - was in the main tack room, with ciaran's tack and boots, as well as keith's riding helmet.
he stopped beside the photographer, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. a small friendly smile slid onto the blonde's face. "morning, jullian," keith blinked slowly, before standing up a bit straighter, watching the sophomore with his currently dark grey eyes.
WORDS} three hundred and eight
NOTES} mrrow (:
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Post by jullian crowley on Jan 21, 2010 22:38:37 GMT
[ Jullian took his camera in his hands as he heard noise behind him. The noise sounded like a person, and he was sure it had to be one of the more serious riders or Keith Gray. Flicking on the camera once more, he began to look through the pictures of old models. One from nearly two years ago, a dark-haired boy with green eyes. Jullian could remember the accident very clearly. He would always be able to remember that day. ]
[ The boy had been killed in a car crash while filming the first film of his career. Jude’s photos had been viewed at the funeral, seen as some of the best photos of the boy. The second one; a blonde girl with light green eyes, the background was set somewhere in the Caribbean. She was murdered by her step-father. Jullian hated her death. He hated it with every ounce of his now-vegan absorbed body. That would be why he was a vegan. He had been forced to go to her murder site. He had to take pictures. Jules hoped he never had to do any of that dirty, evil work again. It was wrong, to him, to take pictures of blood. Any one’s blood, people and animals alike made him sick. In his room, in a small safe, there was the memory card of the murder-site was locked up, in a series of nine different combinations that only he knew. It pained him to look at those photos. Another model, who was another boy, with black hair and blue eyes came into his view next. He had a warm gaze that matched the still happiness of the air around him. You could tell the air was still just by looking. He had died in the hospital with cancer of the brain. The fourth one was the girl he had once called love. She was still living, but she was in Italy, far away from his arms. He had loved her so much, but today he flipped through the pictures of her. He looked up to his side to see Keith Gray. ]
[ “Good Morning.” He said, setting the camera down with longing. “Would you mind letting me see your horse before you… mount it, or whatever?” Jude didn’t know rider-lingo. He almost laughed at how ridiculous he must have sounded. I hope you don’t die, he thought silently to Keith. Standing up and picking up his jacket, Jullian stretched and then looked at Keith expectantly. ]
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Post by keith gray on Jan 22, 2010 18:56:15 GMT
silence had hung in the air for just a single couple of seconds before jullian had responded to keith, setting his camera down. keith blinked slowly, turning his head back to where ciaran was tied up at the mention of his horse. he frowned a little, noticing that the thoroughbred was staring over at him and jules. the jock's mouth twitched into a small smile before he looked to jullian, noticing that he was standing up.
"that's fine, but i have to groom ciaran first, and then tack him, before mounting him," oh, and before those two i have to quickly go to the main tack room and grab the grooming kit... can't believe i forgot that, the blonde rolled his eyes at his stupidity before turning away from the sophomore, flicking snow up with the toe of his boots a bit. "follow me," the fifteen year old murmured quietly, heading back into the main area of the yard and going towards the fence where ciaran was, before turning around and looking to jullian. keith stayed silent for a moment before saying, "i need to go fetch ciaran's grooming kit. you're welcome to look around here, and take pictures of ciaran's..." twitch, "slightly dirty state." keith smiled a little at his horse as his shoulder twitched a bit. ciaran glared at keith for a moment before looking away, pretending to be in a mood.
"stall twenty and twenty one belong to jay macburren's horses. you might want to stay away from those stalls, unless you're on good terms with jay," it was almost tempting to say jay's real name, which was jason. the jock shrugged a bit, staring over to the indoor school before going over to the main tack room to try and figure out where he put ciaran's grooming kit.
NOTES} i have experience with stables. mwahahaha.
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Post by jullian crowley on Jan 23, 2010 2:32:04 GMT
[ Sure, like even if Jullian knew anyone, he was looking at their horses. He didn’t care if he was on good terms with Jay, since Keith said it; he wanted to see all the horses. His looked at Keith, waiting for him to go to the tack room, or whatever he called it. Picking up his jacket and brushing it off, he draped it over his arm, his heavy sweatshirt keeping him warm. He looked at his camera, and then as Keith walked away, he walked over to Keith’s horse. Cirian, he had called him. The horse was pretty, but like Keith said, wasn’t quite groomed too well yet. Jude then walked into the barn, skipping the long stretch of empty stalls until he got to the ones that had the tall, beautiful animals in them. The first one he came to was stall thirty-five, according to Keith, it was one of Jay’s horses. He must have just been to the stall, for the smaller of the two horses was well-groomed, probably getting ready for a show. The horse’s mane was combed out, and it was groomed. ]
[ The horse was strangely spotted. He wanted to remember this horse, so he raised his camera and snapped a picture of the horse, which was an appaloosa. It was white, with russet spots. Looking curiously at the camera, he didn’t notice the small clicking sound of the horse getting out of the stall. He was still gazing at the picture quizzically when he heard a grunt and was hit in the head by the horse, which had the door wide open. The hit had been hard enough to knock Jules to the ground, but not hard enough to force the camera out of his hands. ]
[ Looking at the horse, who was looking at him with the same puzzled look that had previously occupied Jullian’s own face, he pushed himself away from the horse, standing up slowly. As Jude raised himself from the ground, he didn’t break gazes with the horse. He attached the camera strap to his wrist, grabbing onto the horse’s halter, which was still on. Attempting to keep a distance, Jullian had a horrified look on his face. “Keith?” He called, looking around for the blonde jock. ]
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Post by keith gray on Jan 23, 2010 15:25:53 GMT
he stood in the tack room for a moment, suddenly feeling rather cold. the jock's eyes flickered to the side as they turned to an even darker shade of grey. why did he feel like someone was watching him? the blonde shook himself a bit, going over to the grooming kit area. he bent over, picking up ciaran's kit bag and turning around, eyes suddenly widening when a shadow moved. the fifteen year old stood there, frozen, before he shook his head. it must be his imagination. it was a bit wild at times...
slowly, keith moved the kit bag onto his shoulder, before placing it over his head, so the strap was on one shoulder with the bag resting against the opposite leg. sighing, he silently made his way out of the main tack room, before blinking slowly and going over to ciaran, noticing that jullian had wandered off. he sighed, before he noticed that his horse's ears were angled towards the barn, and ciaran was staring over there. "what is it?" the young male murmured quietly, staring at the thoroughbred. had something happened there? quickly he ducked under his horse's neck and halter rope, quickly taking the grooming kit bag off and dropping it beside the fence as he ran over to the barn to see if anything did happen there.
as soon as he entered the barn, it felt warm. at the other end he saw a figure holding onto a horse's halter. the jock frowned, before noticing the camera strapped to the person's wrist, and he immediately knew that was jules. quickly he darted over to them, pulling the sophomore away from the horse, taking the halter, and pulling the horse further out of the stall. stroking the horse's neck he led the horse down the barn corridor before swinging himself and the horse around, heading back to the stable. he led the horse, an appaloosa, back into the stable and quickly let go of the halter and walked out of the stall, firmly shutting the gate and locking it at the bottom and the top. he stared at the horse for a moment, eyes narrowed before he looked at jullian.
"what happened?" he asked, voice soft as he moved away from the stall gate a bit.
NOTES} I LOVE BENTLEY JONES !!!
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Post by jullian crowley on Jan 24, 2010 5:38:37 GMT
[ Jullian looked at Keith as he walked down the hallway of the barn, his head tilted as he watched what Keith was doing to the horse. He stepped back a few feet when Keith came back with the horse, his ocean blue eyes fallowing the horse’s feet. He didn’t want to be stepped on. Grabbing the camera with both hands, Jules looked guiltily down to his feet. He felt claustrophobic, stuck in the barn. He didn’t know how the horses managed. The vegan looked up at Keith and then down at his camera, which was as low as his arms would allow. “I didn’t let it out… I- I took a picture of it and when I was looking at the picture it got out and hit me in the head. I didn’t want it… to get loose.” Jullian said, looking up at Keith guiltily. ]
[ Jullian looked again quizzically down at the camera, knowing that it held a picture of the strange horse. “Is that usual? Those markings?” He asked Keith. He heard a car go by in the distance and cringed. He looked at Keith, and then looked around, wondering if he had seen that. Flicking on the power switch quickly, Jules clicked a picture of Keith that was un-adjusted first. It wasn’t very blurry, nor was it the best photo ever. ]
[ He heard another car go by in the distance, and Jullian knew it was bound to happen. He blanked out, feeling the life leave his eyes. He could see the blood, the broken bones sticking out in a few places. The horror on the other actor’s and the director’s faces. He could feel the camera trembling in his hands, staring at the body of his once good friend. He tried to look away, but his eyes were glued there. ]
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Post by keith gray on Jan 24, 2010 13:00:24 GMT
i don't think the gate was bolted properly. the horse could've gotten out at anytime, keith thought to himself, eyes completely fixed on jullian. he shrugged a bit, waiting for a moment before looking to the side, feeling a bit strange. that was when a shadow moved from the corner of his eye, and the jock suddenly had a bit of a fearful expression on his face. another shadow moved, and keith jerked his head in the direction of jules, but the sophomore didn't seem to have moved.
while jullian had asked the question, keith's eyes were wider than normal, and they had suddenly changed colour to turquoise. anyone could've noticed the sudden change in colour of keith's eyes.
"um... it's normal. that horse is an appaloosa... they usually have a colourful spotted coat, and some of them have striped hooves..." the blonde haired jock never heard the loud noise of a car in the distance, for he was lost in thought. so lost in thought he never noticed the sudden flash of jullian's camera. he stared at the wall opposite him, his eyes still a turquoise colour, a rather bright colour. keith suddenly jumped, and he flinched as jullian seemed to pale and seem rather lifeless. what just happened? the fifteen year old suddenly moved forward, placing his hands on jullian's shoulders.
the junior shook the sophomore gently, murmuring quietly, "jullian, what's wrong now...?"
NOTES} ... they're in a nice position for a kiss. xD
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