1x1 with Scottish Girl

[Scottish Girl]

Andrew bit his lip, but didn't say anything critical. He stood and watched as she started to ride around, then looked up as a rather grumpy maid came over and announced it was time for dinner. Andrew caught the mares reins and helped her down before leading her into the stall. Half an hour later Andrew sat on the steps of the mansion, feeling the cold wind ripple through him. He watched as all the slaves darted inside, feeling the cold, but Andrew didn't. He had grown up in Scotland, which was ten times colder then this, even on the warmest days. Andrew closed his eyes, feeling the peace flow through him. Andrew was walking towards the pasture when he heard a slight whimper from the trees. He walked towards them and looked around, following the whimper until he saw a small puppy, trapped under a log that had fallen from one of the trees surrounding the clearing. Andrew bent down and picked the cold, hungry and whimpering puppy up and took his shirt off, wrapping it around the puppy and walking back to the stall.[color=#FF00BF][/color]

[Scottish Girl]

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[Shinnybear]

Ashlyn only sighed as she heard it was time for dinner. However, she gave a happy smile before hurrying inside to change into something a bit more comfy. She hurried as fast as she could, spraying on some perfume to cover the smell of horse. Her mother wouldn't like it, now would she?
As quick as she was, they were already at the table, and she could clearly see the unhappy face of her sister, the one that had punched Andrew in the stomach. She reluctantly took a seat next to her, trying to give a bright smile to everyone. The smile, however, looked pathetic. It looked so ridiculous and so forced. It was all the words stuck in the heads of the occupants at the table, Erin's glare, the air filled with the poison substance of anger...it made her feel uncomfortable. Her body stiffened as she began to eat, taking big bites as fast as possible. She wanted to leave, get out of here, be any place but this one room. In fact, she thought it would be a good excuse to go play with Aidan. Ashlyn knew that the others knew that Aidan was always out with her, so it would be a good excuse. If only it wasn't close to the poor boy's bedtime and sunset.
"So...how was your day, Erin?"

Erin only emitted a small sigh, turning her head away for a second. She was obviously aware of Andrew and obviously jealous. She also had those piled up mishaps of hers and the fact that their father knew how she had been spoiled. "It was fine. Aidan played outside with me." With those words, Ashlyn immediately looked over at little Aidan, seeing no little injuries and being thankful. Erin was a rough girl, always had been rough. She always feared for anything fragile that came her way. She also feared her sister's jealousy and what it could do. Jealousy lead to hate, and hate has always been a powerful thing. Ashlyn knew that Erin wasn't a big fan of her, but she could never remember why. There was once a time when Erin was just like Aidan, following her everywhere, but that stopped at some point in time. It was so long ago that she could not remember.

"Good. How about you, mother?"

[Scottish Girl]

Her father looked up,"I want you to actually get that else of yours to do something useful, not just playing with horses. We spent too much on him to just have my lying about," he said as he stood up after eating most of the cake. He stepped out,"And he can sleep in the room beside you, it is basically a cupboard but it will do," he said as he strode it of the the room. Her mother looked up,"He can be Erin's slave as well you know, I cannot beleive your father spent that much on a slave, Geffrey, call the new boy in," she called to the butler. She looked round,"Let's just see how smart he really is," she said just before Andrew strode in,"Yes ma'am," he said, trying not to sound annoyed.

Her mother looked up,"What is 1075 minus 743?" she demanded, and without hesitation he answered,"332," he said. Her mother looked up in surprise,"You can do math!" she said. Andrew nodded,"Yes ma'am my first master was a scientist," he explained. Her mother looked at him closely,"Fine then," she said, marching out, but still not looking very pleased.

[Shinnybear]

Ashlyn looked down at her food for what seemed like hours to her. She knew that this would be nothing but trouble, eating here. Now she sort of wished she just ignored the call. Her mother had no right to be criticizing her for her choice. She made the fatal mistake of saying she could choose. All of it annoyed her. Ashlyn bit down on her tongue as hard as she possibly could, tasting the taste of blood filling her mouth. It was all due to hatred at her family.
"I'm sorry Andrew. My family isn't too happy with me right now." Ashlyn sighed, standing up with a hint of her anger showing through the fallen chair. "My father said you have the room beside me. Sleep anywhere you feel comfortable, though. It doesn't matter to me." She bent down, grabbing the back of the chair and pulling it back onto its legs. "If you need anything, ask me. You can go back to what you were doing, though. I'm afraid this house isn't completely safe with my parents around. So you might want to go back outside. I'll deal with them." She forced a smile, though the grip on the chair was a bit too obvious as well as the venom behind her words. Of course, not to him, but to her family in general. They could act so damn stupid sometimes... She wanted to slap every one of them ha;f the time. Except little Aidan of course. He was such the angel.

[Scottish Girl]

Aidan was looking at a little book he had found in the library, it was all dusty, and since he couldn't read dry well he just looked at the picture. He looked up and pointed to a picture,"You," he said with a laugh, pointi to Andrew. And sure enough on the pad was a painting of a boy that looked exactly like Andrew, to the tiniest detail. Andrews eyes widened and he grabbed the book, shutting it quickly,"I will just be off then;" he said and quickly walked out of he room, then ran down to the stables at top speed.

Later that night as Qndrew was sittif beside the fire down at the stables he came to a decision, he would run away. He glanced at the trees then up at he house, but there was still a light on, and Andrew could only run when all the lights were off

[Shinnybear]

Ashlyn was left with a mess to deal with because of Erin. She fought with her up in her room for awhile, eventually sending Erin to her own room so she could get a little break. She tried to be as quick as possible, tried to rush some last minute things, but it just seemed to take forever. When she looked over to her window, it was dark outside. She sighed, shaking her head as she ran the brush through her hair gently. "They should calm down, all of them should..." Ashlyn voiced her opinions out loud, though only in a whisper to herself. "No one truly deserves this much." She emitted another sigh before standing and wandering to her door, hesitating to turn the door knob. Her mind made up the choice her hand could not and made her turn the cold piece of metal.
As shed walked down the hall and down the stairs, she sort of felt like she wasn't truly intact with reality, just watching herself do this. It was all that she had on her mind, the feeling of everyone's displeasure...it wasn't very comforting. It just got less comforting when she stepped outside. It was cold for night. She could feel the wind trying to seep into her skill, trying to chill her very core. Ashlyn knew she would probably get sick after this, but she didn't care. She was fed up with the actions of her family. Her emotions told her to go, and she did. She just walked straight on in a thin nightgown, walking across the muddy ground. It was starting to freeze under her feet, become solid, but she kept on walking. This was a great time to find a place she could relax in if she ever got this agitated again. No one would see her except any of the slaves that were out and about at this hour, but surely none of them would utter a word.

[Scottish Girl]

As the sun started to rise a guard came running into the house shouting, and waking the whole house. Ashlyn's father came running down the stairsWhat is going on," he said the guard, raising his eyebrows. The guard looked at him frantically,"Andrew has run away air," he said, breathing heavily. Her father's eyes widened and he shouted for the rest or the guards,"I want him found, but don't hurt him, if you can, he has enough pain coming," as the guards ran out to her the dogs.

Ashlyn's father walked into her room,"Wake up, Andrews run away, your going with the guards to find him, he is your responsibility," he said, pushing the clothes at her and walking out. Every slave was awake and talking about Andrew running away, no one had every escaped, well no one had even considered running away from the master.