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tatiana josephine rowley
 Posted: Jun 22 2014, 12:17 PM
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a young eventer who works out of forewood academy. she teaches aspiring riders, as well she works with young horses or problem horses, before selling them as an investment. she grew up in lexington, kentucky with her middle-class parents and twin sister, kiana. horses have been a passion of her since her early teens and she doesn't ever plan on stopping.
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tatiana parked her large white hummer in one of the empty parking spots in front of ringo's cafe. it was a smaller establishment, but in her opinion one of the best and the one she visited the most often. the staff were always very friendly and the pastries were to die for!

she locked her vehicle and opened the glass door simultaneously. the smell of lattes and coffee beans wafted around mingling with that of fresh bread and gingersnap cookies. she sighed softly. the heat making her feel cozy in her knitted white sweater, and pair of black leggings that she matched with some black heels. she wasn't one for large, extravagant displays, although she could really dress up if she wanted too. she had managed to sneak the day off, but she planned on changing into her breeches and polo later to get an evening ride in with her new gelding axel.

she had just bought him from an auction. something about his easy-going temperament and athleticism in the jumper ring caught her eye and she didn't regret the impulsive purchase. her plans for him consisted of maybe gaining some height on the jumps and working on his dressage maneuvers before selling him after show season in the fall. she expected a good investment in him and was excited to see the final outcome, but of course she knew she would miss him as she did every horse even if he was only staying a few months.

most of the horses she worked with came for six months to a year maximum, but her moody little ex-racer mare, missy was something different. she had been out at forewood academy for quite some time while tatiana worked with her. she was known for aggressive and hard temperament. no one really knew what to expect of her, but the skilled trainer could see potential. sadly, that light dimmed a little every day. her behaviour was getting a little out of hand and irritating now and it was time to come to the bottom of this.

tatiana thought that maybe something in her past was triggering her behaviour, or maybe this was just they way she was. ether way, would be helpful in coming up with a proper training plan for this naughty little firecracker.

smiling at the barista she ordered her normal skinny latte with two shots of espresso and sat down at one of the empty booths to wait. she had contacted missy's jockey in hopes that he could reveal something more to her about her problem pony. she didn't know much about him ether than his name was keaton. they had simply texted when one of her buddies at the track gave her his number. she wasn't quite sure what to expect as she sat there sipping her coffee, and checking her phone occasionally.

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keaton dean sawyer
 Posted: Jun 22 2014, 03:01 PM
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Keaton Dean Sawyer was born in Texas, but he never had the chance to grow up in his home state. Keaton's father, Jay was a jockey and the small family was always on the road, moving from one track to the next. Keaton would follow his father's early footsteps and become a successful jockey at a young age. These recent years, he is best known for coming in several close seconds or snatching the win away. He has a good left hand whip and works well with younger horses. Keaton was also fortunate enough to have ridden in all the Triple Crown races at the age of twenty-one and placed in each one. Although not a local, he is well known in these parts, and is a bit of a celebrity.
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Keaton had woken earlier that morning than usual: some time after three. It was a habit encouraged partly by his job and alarm clock. The majority of his time between waking and leaving involved a quick shower and small bite of breakfast, before he put on a shirt, a jacket he didn’t wear to work, and a pair of jeans. Momentarily, he reached for his riding boots, but instead put on a regular pair of shoes. Finally, he was out the door and climbing into his small Ford. Keaton wanted to get a head start to meet the unknown caller from a few days back, so he had made sure there was enough time, because he was often unmindful with the time.

After having a talk with the steering wheel for a few minutes, Keaton pulled out of the lot and followed the directions he’d gathered the night before on how to get to Ringo’s without messing up his day with an inconvenient stop for instructions. Driving was not his favorite thing in the world; it was one of the few requirements that made Keaton really nervous. Although, he had spent a far amount of his life on the road, he never liked the driving part as much as anything else. Yet somehow, Keaton found his way without causing trouble for himself. He parked in front of the small building, and then unbuckled his seat belt so he could reach for the glove compartment, which contained some useful notes on Ms. Congeniality.

Keaton remembered the mare because of her small size and her peculiar trainer. She had been a handful, but he did not recall her ever being…sore tempered. It was odd. There was a great deal he remembered and then again almost as much as he’d forgotten. Keaton sighed irritably as he opened up the glove compartment and pulled out the sorry stack of notes. He hoped there was more than enough there. Of course, not all of the information was on paper. Not much compared to memory or personal experience with a horse that was getting a recall. Some owners recognized him as the guy who had ridden their horse one time or another, but they never really wanted to hear more than ‘she was great’ or ‘he was quick’.

They certainty did not want to hear ‘she refused to run, she hated it’. As Keaton got out of his truck and locked the door, he slipped the notes into his jacket pocket and double checked for his wallet. He turned with a smile and walked up to the entrance, feeling surer of himself now that he was on his on two feet. As he entered Ringo’s, Keaton felt the last effects of sleep slip away. Just the basic smell of coffee was refreshing, but a bit bold. Keaton generally made coffee for himself back in his apartment. so, when he approached the front counter he was surprised that even with all the different flavors, that no one looked at him strangely for ordering the plainest he could: black coffee. Of course, sugar was always out of the question.

He turned towards the rest of the room, in hopes of guessing which person was the correct one. Keaton dug up some quaint information on Missy after her retirement. It had not been enough to be sure…The jockey walked toward the table where a young woman in a white sweater sat. At first, it was an impulse. She was checking her phone, and he could not see her face entirely, but there was something else about her that made him decide against the rest of the customers. He stopped only a few feet away. Suddenly, an uneasy feeling settled in his stomach. “Are you the trainer who texted me about Missy?” That didn't come out so smoothly. But, Keaton was hardly paying attention. He was just coming to a shocking realization: that he already knew this woman.

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tatiana josephine rowley
 Posted: Jun 23 2014, 11:19 AM
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a young eventer who works out of forewood academy. she teaches aspiring riders, as well she works with young horses or problem horses, before selling them as an investment. she grew up in lexington, kentucky with her middle-class parents and twin sister, kiana. horses have been a passion of her since her early teens and she doesn't ever plan on stopping.
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tatiana scrolled through her messages as she waited. time seemed to go by pretty quickly. a small pink lipstick print stained her cup from sipping the hot bevarage lavishly from it's container. she felt a home in the cozy little coffee shop being surrounded by the light buzz of conversation and friendly greetings.

she smiled lightly, as she turned to look at the source of the voice. "yes, i am," she started but her voice caught in her throat. keaton, she thought immediately. sure, the name wasn't common and she considered the possibility, but she couldn't fathom it to be true. she figured there just happened to be another keaton in the kentucky area. her lungs still empty of any oxygen, she jumped from her spot on the booth seat. her cheeks were flushed a rosy red as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her. his warm scent felt comfortable and normal to her just as it had the last time they had seen each other a few years back.

she first met keaton when they were both children. immediately they had a connection and the two spent hours playing in the park and doing other childish things. they were the bestest of friends, but were split shortly after arriving since his family moved around a lot. she found it odd that they would continuously move around, but with tears in her eyes accepted it.

a few years later when she had just turned eighteen he came back. it was a surprise and something she didn't expect. he didn't stay long, and she had to get off to university, but it was then they really realized the bond they had. she still felt like they were friends even though years and miles had separated them. but things changed when right before she drove away she kissed him. tatiana had fallen for her best friend even though they had never really spent that much time together and she couldn't help but feel maybe keaton had feelings for her too.

her mind wandered around on the subject of him every so often, but she kinda pushed it under the rug and left it. she never knew what happened to him and never thought she would be able to find him again. it seemed like one of those things that mustn't mean much because it never came up again. that is until now.

she beamed at him. her arms still around his neck, she was slightly reluctant to let him go. the thought that she had just found her childhood best friend shocked hr slightly. she slowly let her hands come down to her side, but she could still feel the warmth of where he was. "oh my gosh," she said. "i haven' seen you in ages," she cooed, sitting back in the booth.

wrapping her perfectly manicured white nails around her cup, she looked across at him. "how have you been?" tatiana asked, making an attempt to regain her composure. she silently wondered if he still remembered the last time they had seen each other. she kissed him thinking it would be their final farewell. it was one of there reasons she got the nerve to do it with the assurance that if she messed up or got the wrong signals there would be no harm done.

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keaton dean sawyer
 Posted: Jun 24 2014, 07:24 PM
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Keaton Dean Sawyer was born in Texas, but he never had the chance to grow up in his home state. Keaton's father, Jay was a jockey and the small family was always on the road, moving from one track to the next. Keaton would follow his father's early footsteps and become a successful jockey at a young age. These recent years, he is best known for coming in several close seconds or snatching the win away. He has a good left hand whip and works well with younger horses. Keaton was also fortunate enough to have ridden in all the Triple Crown races at the age of twenty-one and placed in each one. Although not a local, he is well known in these parts, and is a bit of a celebrity.
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"Yes, I am." Just three little words, but the voice was the same. It was the best sound he had heard in years. And the most startling as well, though she spoke with an indoors voice. Keaton hardly had the chance to process all his thoughts and flooding emotions when Tatiana finally looked up at him, stopped abruptly, and then leaped up to wrap her arm around his neck and pull him in for a hug. For only a second, Keaton was still as a rock. But then he smiled and even laughed a little. Ironically. He was unsure how he should treat her. It had been several years since he last saw Tatiana. However, he took the risk of putting put both arms around her, but not too tightly that he almost made it weird. Keaton could barley keep himself from behaving like a nervous wreak. This was not what he had expected at all. although, that didn't mean he was unhappy with the situation. In fact, he was very happy to see Tatiana.

Happy was not enough of a word either. For so many years Keaton had spent his time placing the memories of Tatiana with the rest of his childhood experiences, while keeping his focus on the track ahead of him. He lived a life that had little space for personal time. But when he looked back at their last parting, he often thought of how Tatiana had behaved before they went their separate ways. It was almost impossible not to think about the kiss. Not because it was the first time it had ever happened to him, but because Tatiana actually went ahead and did it. Keaton could still remember that fleeting moment of confusion that followed after it had happened. But he never regretted it either. It was strange: there was no obvious line from where his feelings for Tatiana began to grow into something more tender. It was a miserable reminder sometimes, because he lost contact with Tatiana completely. Why hand't he done better than that?

Keaton leaned back a little, looking at her face, and was a little surprised by what he saw. Tatiana wore an expression of pure happiness. She still had the same affect on him. She still made him want to smile, to think about things he never really had the time to think about. But when she sat down, he felt a little strange standing there by himself. Only for a moment he stayed like that. Eventually, Keaton had to sit down, so he put himself across from her, because that was the polite thing to do. Wasn't it? He felt the small lines at the corner of his eyes appear as his smile broadened. "It feels that way. Seven years is too much time without." He admitted freely. Especially now, and even more so. But he didn't say anything like that. He would not make this an awkward conversation by being so open with his thoughts.

Keaton placed his cup on the table in front of him, sitting up straight, as always. He use to slouch so much in the past, but riding had changed that, and his irritated father. "Well, it's been incredible actually. so, i'm doing pretty well," Not so incredible. "I wake up every morning and exercise Thoroughbreds, then I ride them in races in the afternoon, sometimes at night." All this was true, but Keaton was feeling incredibly shallow. He generally loved his job, and he still did. But he felt rather terrible having enjoyed it so much, because he never once tried looking her up in a city or around a stable. 'Perhaps I'm being a little over-dramatic? Perhaps she has different feelings now? A boyfriend?' Suddenly, the situation just got a lot more uncomfortable. 'Now you've gone and spoiled it!' Keaton rubbed the back of his neck, trying to distract himself from the thought inside his head.

"I'm more intruiged by your history." Keaten finally managed to pick up his coffee again before asking, "I remember you said you were training Missy, so, does that mean you are competing as a professional now?"

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tatiana josephine rowley
 Posted: Jun 25 2014, 04:06 PM
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a young eventer who works out of forewood academy. she teaches aspiring riders, as well she works with young horses or problem horses, before selling them as an investment. she grew up in lexington, kentucky with her middle-class parents and twin sister, kiana. horses have been a passion of her since her early teens and she doesn't ever plan on stopping.
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"it is," she agreed, nodding her head a little. the bright smile never faded as she listened to his voice. it was familiar and one she hadn't heard in years. it felt good to have her friend back, especially considering she didn't have very many friends. horses took a lot of her time and money, which left her without the patience to deal with people outside of her work. tatiana could wait hours with a stubborn horse, but humans were a little more touchier and something she tended to try and avoid.

she sipped her beverage, letting the heat scorch her tongue, yet enjoying the bitter sweet taste. a jockey? she must admit, she had never really seen that one coming, but the more she thought of it the more it suited him. she had thought about what happened to her childhood pal, keaton. she assumed he travelled off somewhere with his family and was never coming back. a part of her felt guilty for never trying to track him down and reach out, but the other half of her thought it would be a waste of time.

it was true they had been really close the little time he had spent in kentucky as a youngster. and then when he came back when both were in their teen years and she kissed him, but she wasn't quite sure how he felt. back then she did it in a flustering rush. she liked him. like liked him, or at least she used too, but she kind of gave up on the day dreams of living happy-ever-after with him.

tatiana still considered them friends, but she wasn't sure she felt the way she used too. she still had the fluttery feeling in her stomach, and her cheeks were a slowly dying pink, but that was a long time ago. the trained tried not to let her thoughts show on her face, as they sometimes did. "i was competing on my pony, lucy." she told him. "but i've slowed down since i've picked up a few more horses to work with, missy being one of them."

"i work with problem and young horses so i can resell them as an investment of sorts," she gave a brief introduction to her work. "i also train and give lessons at forewood academy," she mention the stable where she had managed to get a job with one of the best show jumpers in the world, as her mentor. it made her proud to say she worked at such a high-level barn. "i'm currently working with lucy, missy, as well as a stallion named mouse, and a new gelding named axel," she introduced her mounts with a sense of pride and air of confidence.

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keaton dean sawyer
 Posted: Jul 4 2014, 04:43 PM
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Keaton Dean Sawyer was born in Texas, but he never had the chance to grow up in his home state. Keaton's father, Jay was a jockey and the small family was always on the road, moving from one track to the next. Keaton would follow his father's early footsteps and become a successful jockey at a young age. These recent years, he is best known for coming in several close seconds or snatching the win away. He has a good left hand whip and works well with younger horses. Keaton was also fortunate enough to have ridden in all the Triple Crown races at the age of twenty-one and placed in each one. Although not a local, he is well known in these parts, and is a bit of a celebrity.
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I'm Back In The Game!

Keaton put his coffee aside as Tatiana began to explain her current situation in life. Part of his reason for doing this, he was more interested in what she was saying than his coffee. Another part, he required focus on a subject other than their past relationship, because it continued to peek out at him and disturbed his present mood. He was happy to have found his way back to a friend like Tatiana, but he knew better than to sift through the...other feelings at this moment. It was a decision he decided to stand by for the rest of their meeting, although he knew he would have little luck in doing so. It seemed that he had spent most of his life trying to cram the memories in a box, and now that the source of these memories was before him, each one was coming back to him.

He leaned forward as Tatiana spoke of her success. Keaton was happy to hear that she was progressing not only as a rider, but as a trainer. He knew how hard it was to make a living off training. His father had done it since he'd ruined his arm and was restrained from the saddle by a physical drawback. But there was a vast difference between racing and eventing. That didn't make one any harder than the other. Keaton however, knew there were different qualifications and skills sets required for each sport. He didn't have to train the horses he rode, or pay for their board. He put a leg over the saddle, made sure the trainer's instructions were followed correctly, and took care of the horse throughout the race to the best of his ability.

He imagined that Tatiana had several responsibilities as a trainer. Even then, Keaton was surprised when Tatiana told him that she taught other people to ride. The name Forewood Academy was familiar, but he had spent so many days on the track, away from local stables, that he could not pin-point the familiarity to its exact origins. But a polite amount of surprise showed in his reaction, as he said, "You teach?" With anyone else, Keaton would have spewed something juvenile like 'that's amazing', but he felt that kind of reply would be unjustifiable to what he was actually thinking. Once again, old feelings were struggling to play a part in his behavior toward his friend, and Keaton tried redirecting his thoughts.

"That is a pretty big deal." He commended and gave her a look that was of understanding and curiosity. She must have felt proud of her accomplishments. Keaton would not have blamed her if discovered his assumption to be correct. He nodded, thinking of her previous statement. "I'm sure it all gets a little sluggish when your schedule grows crowded with investment. Just one horse must take a lot of time to work around." Keaton shrugged, his smile more of fond amusement, recalling his own busy schedule. "I ride so many horses a day during the workouts, I start to call them by number of the order they come in." But he did know their names. The gamblers called horses by saddle number, because they barely glanced at the racing forum. He merely saw it as an inside joke. Some horses he rode with long enough would look his way if he said a particular number within hearing distance.

His coffee was nearly forgotten. Keaton tried not to smile too much as Tatiana spoke of correcting problem horses, and then selling them. It was a smart way to gain as much attention from prospects as it did knowledge and experience. He had always been good at handling the younger horse, but at fixing them, that was a matter that usually relied on the trainer, who, when having thought of the solution, simply told Keaton what he must do. But his job was not so simple as that. There was fine print that could explain how complicated his job could be in getting it done right. It had to have been the same with Tatiana, if not more so, because she played two diff rent roles at once. When she spoke of her horses, Keaton could tell this was so. She looked and sounded quite certain of her horses abilities and talent.

"And Missy was one of my old mounts..." Keaton spoke more to himself than to Tatiana, as he finally unzipped his jacket and pulled out the envelope. He placed it on the table. "I thought you might find it a helpful source of information." Keaton felt somewhat helpless, unsure how to proceed, but he didn't shrug again. "There's not much there, unfortunately, and what's left to know I can tell you only from memory." He gestured at the envelope, "This is mostly made of small charts of her workouts and some notes on behavior and progress, or misbehavior and decrease in her work performance." He finally allowed himself a brief shrug. "They'er small notes and a bit jumbled, but you may be able to dig something up."

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