Post by jagger on Jul 14, 2009 17:03:05 GMT -5
[ no worries - 
this one will be short; and another will be at the cafe next! ]
Slamming the door behind her, Jagger hurried around the rear of the car - he always circled the rear rather than the front, unsure of why, it just felt more correct to him - and up to the driver's seat, unlocking his door and sliding in. Keying the engine to life, he instantly reached to turn down the slightly obnoxious pour of blaringly loud rock to a more acceptable level, flicking the air conditioner on. Popping the car into reverse and releasing the hand brake, he braced his arm on her seat to back out onto the roadway.
"We can make it quick, so.. Ranger, right? .. Ranger won't have to be alone too long." Despite his inherent fear of horses, that didn't mean he was callus - he understood that horses could be sensitive creatures and understood that some were slightly more attached to their owners than others. Rubbing a hand over the scars on the back of his neck, Jagger returned the hand braced on her head rest to his shifter, switching gears as he coaxed the surprisingly well running Cadillac to a purring roar toward town.
[ kay, Cafe. ]
this one will be short; and another will be at the cafe next! ]Slamming the door behind her, Jagger hurried around the rear of the car - he always circled the rear rather than the front, unsure of why, it just felt more correct to him - and up to the driver's seat, unlocking his door and sliding in. Keying the engine to life, he instantly reached to turn down the slightly obnoxious pour of blaringly loud rock to a more acceptable level, flicking the air conditioner on. Popping the car into reverse and releasing the hand brake, he braced his arm on her seat to back out onto the roadway.
"We can make it quick, so.. Ranger, right? .. Ranger won't have to be alone too long." Despite his inherent fear of horses, that didn't mean he was callus - he understood that horses could be sensitive creatures and understood that some were slightly more attached to their owners than others. Rubbing a hand over the scars on the back of his neck, Jagger returned the hand braced on her head rest to his shifter, switching gears as he coaxed the surprisingly well running Cadillac to a purring roar toward town.
[ kay, Cafe.
]