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We got 7th Place!

“Alright remember what we’ve been working on. Don’t throw your body over the jump and let her come up to you instead. Wake has a pretty good idea of what she’s doing so don’t try to control her too much.” Derrick took a deep breath in and nodded to his trainer. They were standing in the warm-up arena at Pemberley Park about to get ready for his first real jumping class. He had attended Crosby’s Clinic about a month prior but that was nothing in comparison to an actual course. With a whole crowd watching.

Oh goodness here comes the anxiety.

Erin finished adjusting the mare’s bridle and glanced over to her student, watching as he nervously flicked his eyes around accessing the other competitors. “Breathe Derrick. You’ll be fine. Nobody is expecting you to be perfect.”

Yeah except for basically everyone on my league team, Derrick thought to himself.

Eagerly Wake started nodding her head asking to get started in the warm up. The black mare really had no patience in regards to Derrick’s nerves, it was always go go go with the greener horse. Technically he was right near the entrance and unintentionally in the way.

Proper show etiquette right.

He squeezed Wake lightly on her sides pushing her to go forward when he was nearly cut off by a larger bay stallion. The rider mumbled something in passing but it was too quick for Derrick to catch.

He does look familiar, Derrick thought as he watched the pair move around with a sense of purpose and superiority.

The “gentlemen” riding was older and moved a bit loosely in the saddle tossing his weight around, almost riding the exact opposite way that he had been told to. It was until they were facing the young man that Derrick recognized who they were.

Small round glasses, and a permanent scowl on his face.
Newton Wells. A member of his league team.

Wells was the hardest to get in contact with, and fairly absent in regards to any communication with his team. That frustrated Derrick in the beginning to no end.
They were supposed to work as a team, right? Then why was this guy so against talking to them?

Derrick snapped out of it as Erin called for him from the middle of the arena, “You ready over there?”

“Oh-yes! Sorry,” Derrick called, pushing Wake into a trot. He would catch Wells later. Derrick was determined to at least introduce himself properly before the first league show.

--[ From the other side of the arena ]--

Wells would not have noticed Derrick Serwin, if he hadn’t been that present at the arena’s entrance, almost barring the way.
Oh man, people these days. Hadn’t they been taught to show consideration for others?

He mumbled some sort of a polite, but admittedly slightly annoyed “Move, kid!”, before he continued to ignore his team mate.

Of course he had known that he would be here, Wells had checked the starting lists before. But he did not exactly fancy a conversation, small talk just wasn’t his thing - especially not with this guy -, so he decided to pretend that he hadn’t recognized Serwin and focused on his horse.

Luckily it seemed that the young rider’s groom or companion or whoever demanded his attention. So no stupid chit chat. Wells exhaled relieved. Still, it wouldn’t be easy to focus on preparing for the class, when he had to keep ignoring that guy.

Word Count : 579 words
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Time to join the last minute entry crew
This was a very very important piece for Derrick's start to his HCL storyline (aka thank you old grump for hating my boy lol). I need to learn not to procrastinate or else I will end up pulling all day workdays like I did with this >.< Someone needs to yell at me to get my to do list done earlier WELL enjoy! Also Fibonacho wrote the last part of the story because they capture their grumpy old man so well ; )

Pemberley Park: Event II
Horse's Name: VA's Lady Lace
Rider's Name: Derrick Serwin
Stable: Valkyrie Acres
Class: CSI4*
Previous Shows: At the Start - KRC Opening Show (2nd Place)
Featuring: WFS Silver Phoenix Rising and Cantoqui NW

Tools of Trade
Adobe Photoshop CC and Wacom Cintiq 13HD
References Used - Bottom Panel and Top Panel
Newton Wells (c) Fibonacho
Art (c) ValkyrieAcres

Description

We got 7th Place!

“Alright remember what we’ve been working on. Don’t throw your body over the jump and let her come up to you instead. Wake has a pretty good idea of what she’s doing so don’t try to control her too much.” Derrick took a deep breath in and nodded to his trainer. They were standing in the warm-up arena at Pemberley Park about to get ready for his first real jumping class. He had attended Crosby’s Clinic about a month prior but that was nothing in comparison to an actual course. With a whole crowd watching.

Oh goodness here comes the anxiety.

Erin finished adjusting the mare’s bridle and glanced over to her student, watching as he nervously flicked his eyes around accessing the other competitors. “Breathe Derrick. You’ll be fine. Nobody is expecting you to be perfect.”

Yeah except for basically everyone on my league team, Derrick thought to himself.

Eagerly Wake started nodding her head asking to get started in the warm up. The black mare really had no patience in regards to Derrick’s nerves, it was always go go go with the greener horse. Technically he was right near the entrance and unintentionally in the way.

Proper show etiquette right.

He squeezed Wake lightly on her sides pushing her to go forward when he was nearly cut off by a larger bay stallion. The rider mumbled something in passing but it was too quick for Derrick to catch.

He does look familiar, Derrick thought as he watched the pair move around with a sense of purpose and superiority.

The “gentlemen” riding was older and moved a bit loosely in the saddle tossing his weight around, almost riding the exact opposite way that he had been told to. It was until they were facing the young man that Derrick recognized who they were.

Small round glasses, and a permanent scowl on his face.
Newton Wells. A member of his league team.

Wells was the hardest to get in contact with, and fairly absent in regards to any communication with his team. That frustrated Derrick in the beginning to no end.
They were supposed to work as a team, right? Then why was this guy so against talking to them?

Derrick snapped out of it as Erin called for him from the middle of the arena, “You ready over there?”

“Oh-yes! Sorry,” Derrick called, pushing Wake into a trot. He would catch Wells later. Derrick was determined to at least introduce himself properly before the first league show.

--[ From the other side of the arena ]--

Wells would not have noticed Derrick Serwin, if he hadn’t been that present at the arena’s entrance, almost barring the way.
Oh man, people these days. Hadn’t they been taught to show consideration for others?

He mumbled some sort of a polite, but admittedly slightly annoyed “Move, kid!”, before he continued to ignore his team mate.

Of course he had known that he would be here, Wells had checked the starting lists before. But he did not exactly fancy a conversation, small talk just wasn’t his thing - especially not with this guy -, so he decided to pretend that he hadn’t recognized Serwin and focused on his horse.

Luckily it seemed that the young rider’s groom or companion or whoever demanded his attention. So no stupid chit chat. Wells exhaled relieved. Still, it wouldn’t be easy to focus on preparing for the class, when he had to keep ignoring that guy.

Word Count : 579 words
------

Time to join the last minute entry crew
This was a very very important piece for Derrick's start to his HCL storyline (aka thank you old grump for hating my boy lol). I need to learn not to procrastinate or else I will end up pulling all day workdays like I did with this >.< Someone needs to yell at me to get my to do list done earlier WELL enjoy! Also Fibonacho wrote the last part of the story because they capture their grumpy old man so well ; )

Pemberley Park: Event II
Horse's Name: VA's Lady Lace
Rider's Name: Derrick Serwin
Stable: Valkyrie Acres
Class: CSI4*
Previous Shows: At the Start - KRC Opening Show (2nd Place)
Featuring: WFS Silver Phoenix Rising and Cantoqui NW

Tools of Trade
Adobe Photoshop CC and Wacom Cintiq 13HD
References Used - Bottom Panel and Top Panel
Newton Wells (c) Fibonacho
Art (c) ValkyrieAcres