A Day To Be Me {Kaze}

[Kaze Evans]

His education on horses was alright, though he still thought of himself as a noob to the subject. He knew the parts to the Western Saddle and that was like it… Anything Western was his specialty, I guess. Like barrel racing, western pleasure; he can do that for he remembered it a little, same with model classes, English pleasure— He knew some things, actually, knew a lot of the classes. Usually, pleasure was just walk, canter, walk, line up, or something like that right? Easy! Sigh, if only he was still that little farm boy and not a perverted jack ass. Well, just a jack ass in general. He was nice on occasion, but believe me— Kaze did not care. Only time he did care and watched what he was doing was with someone he liked more than others, and wanted them to revert and like him. Call it sucking up, but that was what he did.

And she said whatever she wanted to say? Immediately a smirk appeared on his face. “Even if it is easier, ya might make yourself act like a fool.” Blunt, eh cared not. Though, if Kaze didn’t give a rats ass about what other people say, then she might not either. At least she wasn’t saying, “it’s 16.5 hands, smart ass,” back at him. No, she knew she was wrong, but still stood strong about what she said. And she was a cheater, heh, so was he. “Everyone cheats in some way.” Yup. No lie about that. Seeing her little “ashamed” face appear, he grinned before reaching a hand out and patting her head, “No reason to be ashamed, miss. Cheaters prosper.” And with that a devilish smile, grin, whatever you may wish to call it appeared. Seemed like Kaze had his way of “cheating” too. Taking his hand back and letting his thumb cling to his pocket, he glanced away for a moment before looking back; and having that normal face once again.

Western is less of a challenge, “Heh, little does thou know.” And eh mumbled the rest of it off. Personally, western was better in his opinion. Sure, didn’t have much stuff, but isn’t lesser always greater? Like a diamonds in the rough? But whatever, the subject was getting on his nerves and he really didn’t feel like… Debating, if you would, and yet, the subject made him think too much. Usually when he thought, he thought of his family; the last days, suddenly, he grew quiet, looking away for a moment as they walked in the mall. The subject was growing close to one he didn’t want to think about. Gosh, he hated feeling like this. Yeah, he knew the mall wouldn’t close soon, he just needed an excuse; even a shitty one would suffice. Family…

Shaking his head, and refraining form grinding his teeth out of frustration, he agreed with her, trying to get his mind off of the subject. Yeah, he rudely agreed that it wasn’t any of her business, but that was because he was just a little stressed of the subject. He thought to much. And then back to Cow! She was a good horse. So were all the others but a few stallions, he remembered— Oh god damn it, stop remembering! Grumbling under his breath, eh exhaled a deep sigh, trying not to think of it. If she asks, he won’t reply. She was a stranger to him still. Hell, he didn’t tell anyone about his past— Not even the “po-po”, or said cops. Nope. Nothing. He was a mystery and he planned on being a mystery. What would the information eh gave upon his life do to another person anyways? Give him sympathy? Fill their curiosity? Didn’t benefit him either or, so he won’t say anything. Kick him where it hurts, and he still won’t say anything— But that was one way to control Kaze; pain…

Horses gallop and cows sit and eat grass… So? “It’s fine.” He mumbled, trying to return to the present and not the past he loathed too much on. Grudges were kept inside of him, mainly on himself and then some select few people. Still being a little quieter than he usually was, he made his way inside the restaurant and sat down, fiddling with the fork as they ordered then conversed. Yeah, he’d steal a slip of bacon, or maybe not. Depends if he was back to his full self, or was still trying to return. He may act fine on the out, but on the inside it held a little impact— It took some time to return. Just a little, like a few minutes. Heh, she can take off on that offer. “Alright then. The ring we go.” Ring? Boxing. It was his well, “specialty”. Sure, he didn’t play it “right”, but there was a class for him. The Swarmer. A boxers worst nightmare. No footwork, and all in your face. Every punch he got was like an adrenaline boost. Guess that was because of the location he grew up in. It was fight or die, basically. As for the running, uhh… “I’ll run a little bit.” He wasn’t much of a runner. Fast and short distances he could do, but long runs, he’d basically die.

“I am defiantly not a morning person.” He replied, just stating facts, as it were. Mornings were evil to him, and having a complicated mind, you might not comprehend. There were reasons for what he did and didn’t do, and they usually had something to do with his past and that one day. It was then that she held out her phone, with a hors eon the screen. Squinting his eyes and moving her hand a little closer to him, he looked at it more clearly. “Nice picture, uhh.” He said, and slipped his phone out of his pocket. Opening it up, he flipped through his pictures, and then showed her one. Kaze holding a guinea pig. Yeah, took the picture of himself with the animal, like the people on MySpace do all the time, “Chuck Norris; the PWN-some guinea pig!” And thus, his name was revealed. Brown and big, with a little strip form his head to his little pink button nose. If you were a rodent lover like he was, you’d like the guinea pig, if it was the kind you liked. As for the food, he looked to the side, hoping it would arrive already. He was getting impatient, and it showed a little.

OOC;;
Sorry for the wait. D: My computer hated me and I got a tad busy. o3o;

[katinamariegonchar]

Katina couldn't help but laugh. She smiled. "I would act like a complete fool if it was the easiest way to get out of something." She admitted. "I can get kind of crazy sometimes. I dont act my age all the time." She admitted to him. Katina nodded. "Yes everyone does cheat in their own ways. I only cheat when speaking or something close to it. I don't cheat on people or tests. Not even in the show ring." She said. Katina felt his hand pat her head and a smile replaced her frown. She giggled quietly but said nothing to him.

"You could always learn more about english. And you dont even have to be aware of it." She smiled. Katina had won so many things from the stable she worked at. She learned how to ride english from a very good riding instructor. The riding instructor she learned from was an olympic winner. Katina learned how to train from her riding instructors husband. Infact Katina helped him train Jasper. Of course Katina had to join up with Jasper before she could start with his training.

Katina came back to reality when Kaze spoke again. She nodded in understanding. She followed him into the resturaunt and sat down. She watched him and answered any questions he asked her. She smiled at him when he spoke. "Yepp. I'm fine with boxing. Of course i need more pointers." She said. Katina thought back to her offer on running with her. "Good then. We have a deal." She said. Katina thought back to her horse. He was such a wonderful horse. So many memories with him. And so many memories with the person that helped her parents buy him for Katina.

Katina laughed. "Not very hard to tell." She said. Katina looked awaya and to her phone. She found a picture and showed it to him. It was of Jasper. She smiled as he looked at it. "Thanks. You can meet him sometime. That is if you come by the stables whenever im there." She said. "He doesn't bite." She said. Katina pulled the phone away form him and closed it before putting it back in her purse. She looked back up and saw him flicking through pictures on his phone. When he looked up at her, he showed the picture he had landed on to her. "Aww he looks really cute. Must have been a good pet." She said. Katina was an animal lover. She loved every animal and got along with practically all of them. To her animals were like humans. They needed the same kind of love, care, and attention like humans do. She hates people who abuse and neglect their animals. Some think they are just a nessecity when they are more than that.

[Kaze Evans]

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Well, who wouldn’t act like a complete fool to get out of a tough situation. Kaze was called a whole bunch of things, but know what? He won in the end. It was light fighting! Oh, you fight dirty! That’s not fair— There was no such thing as fair when you fight. And yes, Kaze fought “dirty” to win. He did not like losing nor coming in less than what he was supposed to be; and that was alpha or top three. Any less, that wouldn’t suffice. “Same ‘ere miss, same ‘ere.” Just agreeing. He’d make himself look like an ass just to get out of situations. That kind of made him look immature. Well, he was a lot of the time. Heh, and she admitted it too. “Who ‘ere on earth ever acts their age all the time?” Good question, “Everyone needs to set free the inner child sometimes.” No one would be one-hundred percent sane if they didn’t act like a child once in a while. Kaze could act like a little brat if he didn’t get his way; which, quite frankly, and sadly, happened too often.

Everyone cheats, true, true. “I cheat at life.” It was true, so he smirked. Almost four days of no food, no water, no shelter, no nothing. Open wounds that didn’t heal all the way; blood everywhere. He felt the dark angels grasp, but death let go of him, and he lived. Plus, ask him a question; and most of the time you’ll receive a non-direct answer. Thus, he takes advantage of that.

And learn more on English? Bah! He’d rather not. He was done with horses, done with the farmer’s life. Sur,e he wanted to go back and all, it was his dream to have a family and a farm, but he knew he wouldn’t get either. Not a family for he wasn’t eh, what’s the word— Loving, and not a farm for well, too much money. He didn’t have that kind of dough. Forensics didn’t pay as much as they say they do. “Nah, I’ll pass. Maybe it is you that needs some more Western in ya life?” Screw pleasure, go barrel! But whatever… Past was behind you, not in front of you. The restaurant was in front of him though; and it was calling his name. “get a number four!” Yup, food… One of the three things that went through a guys mind. Food, sex, sports. That was it; truth be told.

Plopping on the chair, he scooted more to the wall than by the isle. He hated when people walked by and brushed him… That just drove him mad, so, he avoided it a little; though he hated sitting so close to the wall. Whatever though. It was better then getting up and nagging his ass off. Boxing tips? No problem! “You’ll learn quickly. I did.” Yeah, you better or you’d get slugged right in the kisser. Though, eh wouldn’t do that to Katina, or any girl. Nope. Seeing Jasper, Kaze smirked, “Looks like a nice horse.” Like not biting your arm off, kind of nice, plus the coloration too. In return, Kaze flipped open his phone and showed a picture of Chuck Norris; that guinea pig of his. Yeah, weird name, but that was the only thing he could think of. “He was a good pet, even better if he kept quiet once in a while.” That indicated guinea pigs were nosey creatures. Well, he was dead. Things died all the time. Father. Mother. Brother. Now a pet… Everything died with him. He was surprised he still had a few friends. Tapping on the counter, he looked back over at the kitchen, seeing someone get some plates. Eyes dimmed down, almost glaring at them. He was hungry believe me, and if those dishes weren’t theirs, he’d be a little unpleased. “I think that’s our food…” A little quiet, mainly to himself, but yeah; point taken. That better be theirs.

» Mood;; Exhausted and ashamed. ;-;
» Status;; Completed, finally!
» Word Count;; 693.
» Comments;; Sorry for the wait. I’m a dumb fuck. D<