White Horse

[Cyril Kingsley]

"That is what my trainer said." Cyril responded back to Beau's words about it was how he got his brain to work it. It had just fit with him being able to snap and know roughly how many times he had to snap in order to get something to end up in the air with little effort on his part. Sure he still had to deal with side effects of his power and of course the middle of his sleep power surges or loss of control over his power, but it was better then what some others had to deal with. He was still working on it either way and he still was young, not even near his forties yet and with age just meant better control over your power to a certain point. Beau seemed fine up on the horse and even had it moving for him. Cyril kept a close eye on the boy still and was happy to talk to him while Beau would ride. In fact talking was a part of the test. To see if someone could hold a conversation and still pay attention to what they were doing while they were ridding.

"I bet. Must be cool to just pick up on other people’s powers. You are like a cameleon...or would an octopus be a better comparison?" Cyril asked, but it was more of a question to himself as he wondered which animal was a better representation of being able to copy off of others. Could have just called him a copycat, but that would more so words then an actual comparison. Cyril had caught that Beau was about to ask him something but apparently gotten the answer by Cyril leading the way for them. The ridding ring was very well taken care of and while the near the fence area was pretty much beaten down from horse walking on it, the middle was nice and lush with grass. Cyril chuckled a little at Beaus words at being surprised that there was grass in the ridding ring. "I try to at least maintain some grass in the center so if someone does fall there is something soft to land on, plus the horses like to get a grass break when sometimes we end up standing around chatting." Cyril pointed out as he moved to stand in the center of the ring.

"Oh yes the gardener does a very good job. I feel a little bit bad when I cut the grass. Hope I'm not like hurting him or his friends or something." Cyril said, not really knowing how deep the connection between a mutant with control over plants connection went. Still the grass did have to be maintained so he was going to cut it when it needed to be cut.

[Beau LaRoux]

"Sometimes it is," replied Beau, nodding. He had to adjust his position, squeezing to make sure that he stayed more or less balanced on the horse. proved easy enough, and soon Beau had a steady enough gait going that he didn't need to focus as much. this unfortunately meant that he caught Cyril's comparisons, including the bit about an... octopus. Beau didn't even begin to understand that, but thankfully they had grass to distract.

Grass and a gardener: "It doesn't work too much like that, I don't think," said Beau, shrugging. "Least it ain't been too much like that when I've picked up plant communication abilities. We keep thinkin' that everythin' should act all human an' all, but usually it's different. Everythin' talks in its own language or somethin', an' some people just pick it up."

Beau added another shrug, then chuckled before reaching down to pat the horse. "I'm guessin' that you get people in here that can talk to animals an' work 'em an' stuff, right? That's gotta be interestin' to deal with. Always liked pickin' up those powers the best. Shame that more of us didn't get somethin' neat like that. People might not be so scared if all we could do is talk to horses," they'd probably just regulate them to oddities and leave it at that. Sometimes Beau couldn't help but think that would've been much better; he thought something like that nearly every time he saw his bullet scar.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Cyril nodded, understanding a little bit, but his mind was distracted on trying to figure out which animal fit best for what he was going for. Not that he meant it as an insult or anything, but more so of a compliment. Or really just trying to compare it to something everyday animal that he knew about that way the concept settled in his mind and it stuck there easy for him to understand. He was an animal kind of guy after all so that how he would compare things, or in the form of a pun. Oh dear! He had not said a pun in a wow, what was wrong with him? Was he losing his touch from not having that much human interaction in a while? Grass, yes he could make some good grass related puns. Then he would not feel as he was at the moment for not having said a pun in a while. He was thinking up of one while Beau spoke about how it didn't really work like that in terms of powers with nature.

Cyril was going to take his word for it, because Beau was the one able to pick up on others powers while Cyril could only mess with the effects of gravity. He nodded his head; understand what Beau was more or less getting at that it was not all just some universal language that everyone could understand. It was foolish to think that just because you could understand something that you would hear it in English or whatever your native tongue was. "Guess it’s a good thing my power is with gravity. I would not make the cut to have power of plants." Cyril said with a small snicker, because he thought that was a good pun. Feeling better already even if it was not like a super great pun or anything. He was still snickering a little as he then cleared his throat and got focused on watching Beau ride the horse around. Cyril gave a small nod to Beau question of sorts about the kind of kids Cyril got to meet down here.

"I don't know how they do it, but it is pretty cool to see. How the horses just like obey them and look so relaxed around them." Cyril said as he crossed his arms and did a little bit of nodding, watching Beau still. He had at least one girl that had such a power in his club, and it was pretty cool to see her when she was around the horses. Cyril did look at Beau with a curious expression when the boy spoke about how maybe people would not have fear if they understood the animals before. It was then that it clicked that Beau was up at the front lines when SPECTRE had attacked the school. "That would be an ideal world for sure. If people could just understand and respect everyone for how they are." Cyril said his tone less chipper and on the more serious side now. "How are you doing since the events of SPECTRE by the way? If you don't mind me asking." Cyril asked, keeping his serious tone as his blue eyes were locked on watching Beau and the horse.

[Beau LaRoux]

Was there some kind of joke in that talk about plants? Beau thought he'd heard Cyril chuckle, and usually people did that when they said something funny. Had Beau missed something there? Wait, make the cut? He had to chuckle when he finally got it, though it was seconds after it passed. Beau just kept riding, figuring he didn't need to really focus on the puns anyway.

Didn't surprise him to learn that students that enjoyed talking with animals came around those parts. Would've been interesting to see someone like that work with horses. Beau had seen it in action a few times; stay at the school long enough and you saw most powers; stay at the school long enough with the ability to mimic powers, and you even got to experience quite a few of them for yourself. Beau was almost thankful that all he had to do was get some distance between people to be normal though. Still, he didn't think that horse-talking would rank among the powers that would be more curse than blessing.

The question he'd half been expecting came, and Beau sighed, leaning forward a little, pulling the horse to a stop. He gave Cyril a wry smile. "I'm doin' alright. I'm almost like some kinda war hero now. Took a bullet an' all," he sighed, rubbing at the back of his head. "I'm kinda just glad it's over, least for now. My parents weren't too pleased to hear I got shot though, so I've been mostly focusin' on finally gettin' official with Liz. They've been dyin' to hear 'bout that for years. Well, that an' that I'm gonna go to college," thankfully the school provided music curriculum, which was precisely what Beau was going to do. They had specialists and everything. "So we'll be stayin' 'round here for 'least another four years, give or take," he added, figuring Cyril would like to hear that. Always good to know that someone you liked was gonna be around for a while longer.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Apparently Beau had caught onto the joke a little, late. That was fine because not everyone got a joke right away, Cyril was just happy that he didn't have to end up explaining it. When you explained, it just took away the fun and the point of the joke in a way. Cyril and Beau were supposed to be focused on the whole ridding test deal anyways so telling jokes and puns should have been a little lower on Cyril's list. He could do both however so didn't really see it as a problem and had personally gotten a nice little chuckle from it. Cyril was still getting used to the school and all, but he had gone to a mutant school as well so had seen a lot of different powers over the years. It was true the BA did seem to be a lot better than his school, but either way he still got the same experience.

Well the same other than the whole world finding out about mutants and then that attack from SPECTRE. Thankfully the world was more or less not making it a big deal in terms of mutants being real. They seemed to be more focused on the wrongs of SPECTRE for killing innocent children. Cyril personally hopped that was all the world would focus on, because he and other mutants didn’t really need the added stress of the entire world hating and fearing them like SPECTRE did. Cyril would have understood if Beau didn't really want to talk about it, he just felt like it would be good for the way. By the way he spoke, it seemed like he was not letting it weight to heavy on him and that he more or less was being strong over the matter. Cyril was fine with death, blood, and people getting hurt because of the fights he got into growing up. Beau didn't look like he was really to big on fighting, looked more of the type that wanted peace over war and Cyril was pretty sure that was Beau to a letter because of how the boy spoke.

Cyril listened closely as Beau talked about it and his plans for after graduating. It was nice to hear the both Beau and Liz would be sticking around and more so the fact that Liz would still be around and likely still a club member. Everything sounded like it was falling into place for the younger male and Cyril was happy to hear it. To find love in high school and have those going into college had to be a great thing. Having someone there with you who was like you and could understand what you were going through. "You better remain good to her. If she ever tells me anything bad about you, I and you are going to have to fight." Cyril said with a smile, but his eyes clearly gave away that he was being as serious as a heart attack. "You pass by the way." Cyril said after a moment, talking about the ridding test. Beau had done everything right and Cyril was confident that he would not have much to worry about with beau and the horses.

[Beau LaRoux]

Yeah, the sooner all the fighting and what not got finished, the happier Beau LaRoux would be. He didn't mention it, but it was written all over his fate. Some others had talked up their involvement, said all the heroics they'd done. Beau had been one of two students on the main front line, had taken a bullet, and he barely talked about it. It just struck him as something that should've been done, something anyone would've done, so why brag about it? Plus, that glorified it. he'd much rather be known for his singing, though he'd take being known for being Liz's boyfriend too.

Cyril's "threats,' therefore, just had Beau chuckling. "I don't think you gotta worry none. I ain't plannin' on treatin' her anythin' but right," he said, nodding slowly to Cyril. He gave the horse another little kick, moving up to a slight trot now, practically humming to himself. As he went by Cyril, he caught something about passing, which had him turning slightly in the saddle.

"Pass, huh? So does that mean I got your blessin' to date Liz then?" he'd said the last mostly as a joke, adding a little wink before pulling lightly on the reins again, stopping. "An' do you mind if I let her go a little loose? Ain't gone fast on a horse in a while, but I'm feelin' like I could pull it off," he was already tightening his legs and getting prepared for it.

[Cyril Kingsley]

“Good, cause Liz is a pretty amazing girl who deserves a pretty amazing guy who will be nothing but amazing to her.” Cyril added, but he did have a feeling like Beau could manage to pull it off just by having been around the younger male for this amount of time. He didn’t seem to have a mean bone in his body, but with what he did when the attack happened at least proved that he was no wimp and that if something or someone would try to harm Liz, he was likely to do a good job at protecting her and keeping her safe. That was the biggest thing with Cyril when it came to getting his sort of okay when it came to allowing a guy; or a girl if that was the girls thing, to end up with someone he considered a little sister. They had to be gentle, yet touch, kind, yet capable of being stern. In short they had to be well balanced, rounded, and just close to perfect. Yes people had their flaws and no one was actually perfect, but it was the effort that was the big deal. He needed to know that Beau would not just give up on Liz when things got ‘too hard’.

Now that his mind was on the whole subject of approving who could date ‘his’ littler sisters, he was in fact wondering how he would be if say a little sister wanted to be with another girl. That other girl would likely be a little sister as well and then he would be conflicted. Man, he was going to have to think about that one for a bit with this being the age of experimenting and people being able to be more open about their true sexualities without having to worry about being beaten to death walking around. But yes, Beau had passed with flying colors to Cyril’s standards and he felt perfectly fine with the boy coming around to ride the horses so long as he did the standard of putting things away and brushing the horse when he was done like any other person had to do even if they were not a club member. Cyril caught the joke, but his arms did cross and he gave Beau a look. “I suppose so, but I will be watching you.” Cyril said as he did the whole ‘im watching you’ gesture with his two fingers.

There was a question then of Beau wanting to know if he could go a little faster on the horse and Cyril didn’t see a problem with it. “Sure if you feel confident enough, just be careful.” Cyril said as he moved a little so that his left hand was free to snap at any moment and his eyes and focused were locked on Beau just in case. He had to have what he wanted to make weightless in his sights and on his mind after all or he would cause everything around him in a radius to just start defying normal gravity.

[Beau LaRoux]

"That's a lot of amazin' to keep up with," replied Beau, chuckling. Still, he couldn't help but think that it was nice to know that there was someone here that liked and respected Liz enough to care this deeply for her. Nice practice for when Beau eventually got to meet her family too, which he assumed lay in the cards. He did have to keep reminding himself not to think that far ahead.

Fortunately, the whole riding a horse thing did take up a fair amount of thought and focus. Sounded like Beau had passed that test as well, though Cyril insisted that he'd still be watching. Beau nodded at that; he was okay with having a little supervision. Help in case something bad happened, either to him or the animal. Permission had been granted though, so Beau gave the reins a quick flick, lightly kicked the animal, and even let out a little "yah" for good work.

The horse took off, and Beau let out a "wahoo" as he felt it barreling forward. He hadn't quite been ready for it, despite what he'd thought, and he sort of flopped for the first few running steps. His legs held though, squeezing tight to the horse and helping adjust. Beau altered his upper body soon enough, pulling at muscles he hadn't worked for a while. Yeah, he'd feel sore in the morning, and he was glad he'd done that now, instead of in front of Liz or something. It had to have looked about as graceful as a duckling's first flight attempt. But he'd gotten into a rhythm, moving the horse around the ring, mostly trusting the animal and just letting him do what he wanted.

Heck, Beau was just enjoying the ride.

[Cyril Kingsley]

"It is, are you sure you can handle it?" Cyril asked, giving Beau 'the eye' and by the eye it was just a look of the whole 'im watching everything you do and say I will know about so watch it' look. Yes, Cyril cared a lot about Liz, even if he didn't get to see her as much as he would like to, this was only a club and school came first, then possibly her friends and well this boy. Now, now Kingsley. Be nice. He is a good boy. Cyril scolded himself and even did a mental tsk-tsk to himself. He was going to have to trust Liz's judgment and what he figured out about this guy so far. Beau really did seem like a good guy so he was not too worried. Plus now was the time to focus on Beau while he would go to speed up the horse.

He did it pretty well and everything seemed to be more or less fine, but Cyril still watched Beau and the horse. Cyril could not help but to chuckle a little at the little wahoo that Beau let out, clearly enjoying the speed and Cyril could relate to that one hundred percent. There was nothing like going top speed on a horse and feeling the wind in your hair. sure some cars might have been able to go faster, but it was still different, there was the smooth car ride vs the rush of the bumping and possibly falling off that gave it a little bit more thrill; at least for Cyril. Beau did look like he was a little rusty, like he had not done it in a while, but Cyril did recall that Beau said that it had been a while.

“You are going to feel that in the morning.” Cyril pointed out with a chuckle, relating to that a while back, but he rode a lot so didn’t really have that problem anymore. It still was pretty good and Cyril relaxed a little and let Beau have his fun while he would just watch to make sure the boy was okay and when he looked like he was all done.

[Beau LaRoux]

If there was one thing that Beau was pretty sure he could keep up with, it was the amazing that was Elizabeth Edison. He didn't exactly have the time or the focus to really comment on that or say it to Cyril, what with galloping around the ring on a horse for the first time in a while. The old reflexes were kicking in though. All those times spent at county fairs riding horses and just generally enjoying it because it was the "country thing to do." Which, of course, had been part of the reason Beau had all but avoided them up until right now.

He eventually slowed it down, coming around to where Cyril was. that let him hear the stable-master's latest comment, and Beau had to chuckle at that, shaking his head. "Yeah, definitely don't know how ready I was for that. Sure as hell felt good though," he nodded and leaned down to give the horse a few more pats, even rubbing him a bit.

"Good horse, an' I'm guessin' you'd take the credit for that?" he grinned at the other before leaning back up. "I'm figurin' I should probly ride jus' a bit more, wind him down an' all before I put him up an' get to rubbin' something on the saddle-sores I can already feel. that alright with you? Or did I fail some other test?" Beau turned that grin on Cyril, though it turned into something of a half-smile as he wrapped up. After all, Beau couldn't help but find the whole conversation and everything just a little amusing, especially with where they'd ended up.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Beau clearly was enjoying himself and Cyril let him, feeling pretty good about leaving the boy on his own to ride the horse by this point but lingered around still. Long enough for Beau to slow down and bring the horse over to him, with Cyril reaching a hand out to stoke the horses head. All the horses really did love getting some speed in but since there were beginners and Cyril could not get to ride them all every day; without the risk of some serious pain later, some of them had to resort to running around the pasture when they felt the need to really get some running it. They were all still excised and had plenty of space, but clearly Kingslayer was enjoying this all too well. Cyril snickered and nodded his head to Beau response, finding it funny still as well. Them both being guys they could at least relate to how it was to ride a horse and did with the bouncing and what not did to their legs and other parts of their bodies.

"A little bit. I just do my job and make sure to keep them well trained but some horses are really just that good." Cyril said giving Kingslayer a good scratch and leaned in to give the horse a kiss right between its eyes. Cyril loved horses and had no problem giving them a kiss and petting them. He had such trust for the animals and a strong bond that could have only gotten stronger if his ability actually related to horses. He sometimes wished that it did, but then found that being about to manipulate gravity was just too much fun. Plus he could use it in a fight; which was probably a very bad thing, but oh well. Cyril looked up to Beau then as the boy asked if he was basically allowed to ride the horse a bit more before calling it a say. Cyril nodded, not seeing a problem with it.

"That’s fine by me, I'll leave out everything for you to put his saddle and bridle on when you are all done and put it away later. I do have to get back to take care of a few things if you are alright with being with the horse alone." Cyril said since he did still have some work to do and while he liked watching people ride, he did get bored a little bit if he was not doing anything but standing around. Cyril chuckled at Beau's last part about failing and shook his head no. "No you passed. I trust you to leave you up here alone. Just make sure you brush him and put him back in his stall when you are done." Cyril said, figuring Beau already knew that, but it was important to still give the remaindered just in case. That way he would be able to say 'i told you' if something bad happened.

[Beau LaRoux]

Didn't surprise Beau that Cyril patted down the horse and gave him a kiss. That was more or less how horse people acted. Slightly more surprising was being given free will to do some riding without being watched. Beau nodded, agreeing to the terms and asserting that yes, yes he did feel fine being alone with the animal, at least, he did now. Still, Beau politely waited while Cyril got to the other parts, talking about how Beau had most definitely passed.

So one last nod from Beau and he directed Kingslayer off to the calmer parts of the riding ring. No galloping, not this time, just a slow gentle walk, with Beau swaying along to it. Of course, that just made him feel a little more like a cowboy, not to mention helping him feel all the strained muscles he probably had now. At least he'd only been riding for a little while instead of hours. start working out the muscles and all. Which probably meant that he'd have to come back here at some point.

That was later though. For now, Beau just walked Kingslayer till he thought the horse looked calm enough. Then back to the stables, gear off, and brushing down as best as Beau could manage. Which he did easily enough. He just had to wait to make sure that everything passed Cyril's inspection before he took off. Wouldn't want to leave without the job well done. assuming everything went according to plan, then he could just leave.

[Cyril Kingsley]

Yes, Cyril was a horse person and he loved him so horses ever since they day he first saw them as a little boy playing with his mates. Beau agreed to the terms and with that there was nothing more to say. Cyril giving Beau a small wave and headed out of the gat to leave Beau to enjoy his ridding for a little bit longer. Cyril going back down to clean up the mess that he was dealing up with earlier as well as to write down what the club members needed to do for their horses when they would come in for club. Busy work as always, but it was all relatively simple and easy so it did not take long to get it done. Cyril even hearing Beau come in after a while and assuming that he was doing what had been asked of him. Cyril made sure to feed his cat before heading back into the long pathway or hall of sorts with the stalls on each side.

Cyril was shocked to see Beau still there, but it was good to know the boy wanted to make sure that he done everything right. Cyril would do his check over the horse and then let Beau know that he did a very good job and he was free to go. He give the boy a wave and let him know to not be a stranger before he would go to put away Kingslayers ridding gear and go about his day until tea time.