My Boyfriend is a Dead Roman Hero | Jason Grace

I Yell At a Horse

Julie wakes up when Tempest crosses the barrier into camp.

Her body still feels like it's on fire, which makes sense 'cause there are still arrows in her leg. That's really not pleasant. Ever tried to bite down on a chip, but it ends up vertical between your teeth? Similar sensation, but instead of teeth, it's between her friggen tibia and fibula. She feels like someone's pulling apart her calf like a wishbone.

Her arms aren't much better. She can feel two deep puncture wounds through her right forearm and a third in her left shoulder right above the-...

Julie closes her eyes and leans her head against the ventus' neck. There's still a band of stiffness on her upper left bicep. She can't get herself to look at it, but it's prickling like a bad sunburn as the wind hits it.

Gods...She messed up really bad this time, didn't she?

If it weren't for Jason sending Tempest to save her...Julie must be so stressful to date. He must be getting so fed up by this point.

They come in for a landing beside the stables, and Tempest trots inside.

Groaning, Juliette lifts herself up to look around. The sun isn't up yet. The pegasi stalls are empty, though. They must be out for an early fly. She turns her attention to the wind spirit below her and, for once, feels a bit of warmth for the immortal being. She runs a hand through his silvery mane.

"You just saved my life," She murmurs.

Tempest snorts at her. Julie isn't sure if that was a 'you're welcome,' or an 'I know.' She pets him again all the same.

"I think maybe you and I got off on the wrong foot," Julie suggests. "You're Jason's friend, though. If you want, we could start ov-OUCH!"

Julie yelps as Tempest turns around and snags her hair between his teeth. Apparently, she was taking too long to dismount, because he impatiently yanks her off his back and into the mud beside the water trough.

Sputtering and coughing out muddy water, Juliette sits up and glares at Tempest in offense. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

He clops his front hooves at her and turns to go chew on a bale of hay.

"Don't walk away from me, you stupid old windbag!"

Julie, severely pissed off, completely ignores the burning pain in her extremities and dunks her arm into the partially frozen water trough to splash it angrily across the horse's back. It half drenches Tempest, and he whinnies in surprise at the chill before rounding on Juliette and popping her across the fingers with a burst of electricity.

"OW! UGH, WHY DOES JASON EVEN LIKE YOU?!" Julie shouts. Tempest snorts in derision, clopping his hooves at her in what's probably horse-morse code for 'Right back at you,' or something.

"You probably have fleas anyway," sniffs Juliette. Another irritable whinny from Tempest, and then the horse is turning back into a cloud of wind and lightning, heading for the door. Panicked, Julie sits up sharply. "Wait!"

The cloud pauses and turns to her. The sight reminds Julie of the strangely characterized swarms of bees in cartoons. If bees shot lighting out of their butts and caused mini hay-tornadoes all around the stables.

Julie grimaces and raises her hands in surrender. "Will you...tell Jason I'm okay?"

It's strange to say the mini thundercloud stares at her, but that's kind of what it looks like. Just as Juliette's starting to feel a bit awkward at having been beefing with a horse for the past few minutes - a horse that just saved her life tonight - Tempest sends out another shock of electricity that zaps Julie's raised palms. She yelps in surprise and glares at the cloud as Tempest whisks out of the stable doors and back into the sky.