Maeve Carolan smiled to herself as she walked down the aisles of stabling, remembering years prior when she would compete here with her Irish Sport Horse, Proper. In theory, Maeve was supposed to be enjoying a break from competing. At thirty-three, she was ready to work on some other parts of her life, and had just married her husband over the past summer. But then she received a call that a close friend was sick, and would she be willing to ride in her place, as to not let the entry fees go to waste?
She stopped as she came up on the stall housing the big blood bay stallion. She peeked over the stall bars to check the water buckets. SSE Memento Mori lazily flicked his ears in acknowledgement. A rare moment for the particularly aggressive stallion.
Jade uneasily walked off of the jetway and let out a bit of a relieved sigh when her feet finally touched solid ground. It felt like forever since she had been able to feel the ground underneath her. First, she had had an almost three hours trip from Panaca, where she currently lived, to Las Vegas, where she had boarded her plane at the McCarran International Airport. Then, she had been subjected to a twelve hour flight in which she had been "graciously" seated next to a woman with her young child. It was his first plane trip. For twelve hours. All the way to Japan.
Needless to say, she was glad to be off the flying torture device even though she was now facing another car ride. Hopefully it wasn't too long, but she didn't want to get her hopes up just to have them crushed. "All right. I need to get my luggage before that mini human finds me and wants to tell me more about how he knows everything and is the smartest in his class," she said to herself with a slight scoff following afterwards. It wasn't that she disliked kids, but she had never been around them and had no idea as to how to interact with them. It's not like you can just have a normal intellectual conversation, right? With that thought in mind, she began to walk briskly away from the exit/entrance, making sure to keep her eyes on the signs as she went. Otherwise she would get miserably lost in a mere millisecond.
荷物 | Baggage
Ahh! There it was, finally! The Japanese had thrown her off for a second, but she quickly veered right so that she could slip in through the people now flooding into the baggage area. It seemed that every plane in the airport had managed to all land at the same time. That's how it felt, at least. She made her way through to the front of the crowd and glanced down at her watch, foot tapping a bit impatiently as she waited for her own luggage to appear from the "dark unknown" that was the beginning of the conveyor belt. She knew that her picker-uppers would probably be here by now, and she didn't want to make a bad first impression by making them wait an incredulous amount of time just for her suitcase to appear. She stood still for a moment and then a familiar, high pitched voice rang in her ear. It was the small human ad he was reaching for their own luggage. Great! That meant her own bags would be appearing in no time at all; and, as if on cue, she saw the medium sized horse printed suitcase appear and head towards her. When it finally reached her, she grabbed it up quickly and began to look around for her retrievers. It didn't take long to find the neon pink sign and she made her way over to it.
"Well, that's one way to never get lost," she commented with a bit of a smirk as she stopped in front of the two men.
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