Thread: The Stud Farm {hyper & mercury}

It was an unusually sunny day at Tramoor Agricutural College, something that the young stablehand was definitely not used to. Even though it was edging towards the evening it was still sweltering outside, indicated by the vast amount of boys and men walking around with no shirts on and in some cases, no shoes on. It was also a good view of the actual college, rather than the stately posh place everybody geared it up to be - it was the exact opposite, in fact. The majority of the college was based on working with horses which was probably the least glamorous job out there despite what people thought about it, automatically assuming that anybody who worked with horses would have mannerisms like that of the Royal family. It was hard to act like that when covered in dirt and grime from the stables. Elise was no stranger to all of this. Each student had their own little job that they got money from, sort of similar to pocket money - it could be used for whatever they wanted seeing as things such as tack, food and rent were covered under the yearly college fees except in cases such as breaking a saddle. Anything broken would have to be paid for unless it genuinely was an unavoidable circumstance. Luckily for Elise, she was careful and had never had to pay for anything except a vase she'd knocked over in the corridor, which was thankfully just a cheap copy from a local supermarket rather than a priceless artifact. Her job as a stablehand would definitely not have even begun to cover the costs of some of the things in her room, let alone something in the actual college. Elise opened up the list of stuff her 'boss' had left her to do with a groan. This would take her hours . So much for partying tonight...she shoved the list back in her pocket and scraped her glossy ginger hair up into a ponytail, really not caring too much about what she looked like. She was only going to be around the stallions and they were only concerned with eating, sleeping and having sex - as with any male that Elise had experienced. She wasn't one for relationships, which may have something to do with the fact that all of the men she'd ever been with just considered her to be a pair of breasts and legs that they wanted nothing to do with in between the periods they had sex in, something they quickly regretted once Elise was through with them. She had a firey, strong personality and wasn't afraid to tell anybody what she thought about them, yet she still had quite a wide group of friends who at the moment were probably out having a lot of fun while she was stuck tying up a horse that needed grooming because it had decided that rolling in a muddy puddle was one of the best ideas in the history of ideas. She quickly changed out of her 'nice' clothes to a pair of denim short shorts, riding boots and a flannel t-shirt. It was too hot for anything longer than shorts or a dress and she didn't particularly want to get muddy horse smell over her brand new dress. She was pretty sure nobody would be around and so had no problem with wearing shorts that only covered up to her mid thigh, showing off one of her best physical assets her legs. She grabbed a brush and got started on the grooming, singing along to the radio as she did.