Nov 24, 2009 13:02
99 is, in a word, restless.
The problem of being Bound has presented her with the following: she's feeling much more confined than she originally predicted she would, and spending the day in her room - or in the bar, for that matter - isn't going to cut it. It doesn't take her very long to remember the forest outside. It takes her even less time to remember the stables that had been mentioned to her in previous conversation.
It's where she'll find herself an hour or so later, the pockets of her coat filled with a few treats to pacify curious or skittish horses, moving up and down the pens in order to give each one inside an equal amount of attention.
There's something else she can sense about the place, and it's not something she can see so much as feel, but she's fairly certain the horses know it, too: something bad happened here.
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