Poster: Patrick Frasier
Post # 33
It was a warm night with the usual townsfolk to show especially from
Ballicastle. Patrick had taken the megaphone down into the stands to
join the others for a change. Faelan and Gemma sitting with him.
"For the first Race: Magic Dust, Harvest Gold, Roxanne, Artemisia,
Ash Stone, Renegade, Abacus, Lavender, Cream Sugar, Irish Outlaw. And we
have an upset coming into the finish line with Roxanne coming up from
behind to take the win. Ash Stone to Place and Magic Dust to Show."
"For the Second race we have starting from Gate One on down,
Charlie, Joker's Wild, Lil Darling, Gold Dust, Macha, Kenchi, Patience,
Peppermint, Rip Roaring and Lacey." Which he waited for George to
bring down the red flag once they were ready and his crew off the track
after cleaning it up as needed. The flag went down as the gates opened
up, "and theeeeeeeeeey're off! It seems to be either a fast or slow
start for the majority, Joker's Wild leading, Gold Dust right behind
with Kenchi and Patience nose to nose. Joker's Wild is keeping the lead
with Patience moving up in second spot, Gold Dust in third."
Faelan was looking for his ticket of all the horses he bet on. He even
stood up as he finally found it flattened away in his back pocket. Now
to uncrumple it as he sat again. "Did you make any bets,
"Patience has moved up to take the lead, Joker's Wild dropping back
to second with Gold Dust still in third spot."
"Aye, I did." She grinned at him and shrugged, "but as
usual I forgot the ticket." She was writing down the winners
"Patience, Joker's Wild, Gold Dust heading for the finish line.
And we have an upset coming into the finish line with Roxanne coming up
from behind to take the win. Ash Stone to Place and Magic Dust to
"I've had a horse come in both races, although only one I should
make some money."
"For our third race tonight, starting at Gate One on down, Altair,
Aphrodite, Leviathan, Amber Dander, Blackbird, White Satin, Windchaser,
Dapper Dan, Gypsy Prince, Fairuzhd." He was watching for the
flagman as he nudged Gemma with his shoulder and a goofy grin to come
lopsided hearing she forgot her ticket! The flag went down as he called
out, "and they're off!"
She hadn't so much as bet a single race. It was perhaps because her
experience with gambling hadn't been a good one but she wanted to see
the horses. Dressed as conservatively as ever, she wore the buttercup
colored skirt and bodice well and the vibrant green embroidery on the
chemise helped to accentuate her eyes. If she gave a minute to realize
that. But nope, she was glued to the race and happily looking about.
It was close to determine the horses in the lead but it was predicted as
best one could tell, "we have Aphrodite and Dapper Dan nose to nose
in the lead. Altair and Blackbird also nose to nose in second spot.
Aphrodite pulls to the lead with Amber Dancer coming up to claim second
spot, Blackbird and Windchaser nose to nose for third spot. This is the
type of race for upsets."
"It's good you're winning." She thought any money won was a
good thing. Patrick had her laughing with the nudge and she winked at
"Windchaser has pulled up from behind to take the lead, Aphrodite
dropping back to second spot with White Satin to come up nose to nose.
White Satin has now moved up to first place with Windchaser falling back
to second and Leviathan has pulled up from behind into third place
as they head for the finish line."
She wouldn't have had any idea as to who to pick even if she had placed
a bet or two. It was all just so new to her that she smiled from ear to
ear while listening to the people cheering on their favorites. Tickets
would be ripped or hoisted depending on the win or loss, but to Bea it
was all about the sheer excitement of it all.
"Aphrodite takes the Win, coming up from behind again. Windchaser
keeping second spot to place and Fairuzhd coming way up from behind for
"Another one to come in," he wasn't doing so bad. Noticing Bea
at the fence he gave a wave if she saw him and gesture to come join them
in the bleachers if she wanted. Some liked to watch from the fence.
"For our Fourth Race we have starting from Gate One on down:
Seanchai, Shaya, Beowulf, Lugh, Circe, Royal Pride, Huckleberry, Rag
Doll, Avatar and Thunder."
Beatrice being the social person she was saw Faelan among some others in
the bleachers and with an upraised arm waved before making her way
toward them. "Afternoon Faelan! It's wonderful! Truly
exhilarating." Humming right along to herself, Bea settled herself
near them to eagerly watch the next race. "Good afternoon to
you." She said to the others there, whom she hadn't met.
"Evening Beatrice, please to meet Gemma Quinn, one of Segan's
sisters. Patrick Frasier of the esteem Frasier family." Which if
she started to meet them there were quite a few. "Aye, did yea bet
at all to make it even more exciting?"
"Pleasure, Beatrice," Frasier green eyes turned upon her with
a warm smile before he had the megaphone up to his lips again as George
was ready out in the field, the flag going down. "And they're
off! We have Avatar out of the gate to lead the others, Huckleberry not
far behind and Lugh in third spot."
"I hadn't yet met either but it is indeed a pleasure to meet you
both!" She was like bottled sunshine pouring out a smile as she
looked between them. "I have met your brother, Miss Gemma. He is
very nice." Turning her eyes away she watched as they leapt from
the gate, all but jittering herself at those long legs and regal heads.
"We have a three way tie taking place, Shaya coming up from behind,
Huckleberry and Thunder then Avatar."
"Well met, Beatrice." She smiled at the young woman.
"Thank you. I'll be sure to tell him."
"Huckleberry has moved ahead to take the lead, Shaya falling back
to second with Lugh and Royal Pride nose to nose for third spot.
Huckleberry is keeping the lead with Thunder to come up from behind into
second spot, Lugh in third, there could be an upset in this race too as
they head for the finish line. Huckleberry takes the Win with Thunder to
Place and Royal Pride to Show."
She didn't answer his question but she seemed so excited she probably
missed it. He noticed she didn't have any ticket in her hand of horses
bet on which one would have if they placed bets. Another horse came in,
one each race so far, all it took to make a few coins besides having
"I hadn't bet, no." She hadn't missed his question and felt
stupid for not answering right away. Bea could get caught up with things
sometimes, missing out on others whenever she did so. "I did want
to see the horses running though. They are so beautiful!"
"For our Fifth Race, we have starting at Gate One on down:
Lightning, Opal, Red Knight, Solid Rock, Milkmaid, Kestrel, Legacy,
Galahad, Siegfried and Princess."
"Let's do an experiment. Pick four of the horses up as if you bet
on them and see how you do."
"Um, I like ... Siegfried since he's yours. Then Solid Rock,
Milkmaid and Kestrel." She had no idea what a Kestrel was but the
name sounded wonderful to her so she went with it.
"Good choices, now watch as they run. If one of them comes in, you
would have made some money."
He was half listening to the conversation as he watched for the cue from
George, the flag went down, the gates up and the horses pounding turf,
"and they're off! Galahad heads them out of the gates with
Lightning and Red Knight nose to nose right behind. Galahad is keeping
the lead with Red Knight and Milkmaid nose to nose."
"Galahad is one of the horses for sale under Patrick Frasier. Red
Knight belongs to Joshua McDonough and Lightning to Brogan
Frasier." Giving her a little insight of those three in the lead.
"Galahad. What a fine name for a horse." It suited Bea's
romantic nature, and she watched after him closely. "My Petunia is
so old compared to these horses. But then she was old when I was
little." The sway backed mare had gotten her to Heathfield though
Better late than never? Maggie had heard of the races and what fun they
could be, belatedly. Hastening to finish up chores at the Thistle, she
slipped into the stands, sliding past others until finding a vacant seat
on the bleachers. Smiles and waves were given in greeting to those she
recognized before settling herself in a space and looking down to the
racetrack with interest. She was a spot of deep russet amongst the
crowd, her dress of that color and her dark reddish hair held back in a
half-up bun. She clapped as the next race began.
has come up from behind to take the lead, Red Knight in second nose to
nose with Princess. Lightning and Galahad nose to nose behind
them," announcing more just to show how close these horses were
They were late but late was better than never at all! With Karina in tow
as it was a good night to get out to the races. "Think of a good
bet for the Hometown race," said with a grin as they headed for the
bleachers where everyone else was.
"Princess and Milkmaid are tied for the lead. Kestral right behind
with everyone else right behind Kestral, it is that close of a race as
they head for the finish line." Upsets to be expected!
Tagging along at Rhett's side, she sidled into the bleachers to sit
alongside him. His words had a grin playing on her lips as she leaned in
closer to mutter her reply. "I rather like how the last one turned
out." Then leaning away ever so innocently as she started clapping
and cheering for the horses now neck and neck.
Seeing Maggie, Bea's hand shot into the air and she waved happily.
"Maggie!" It was great to see someone else she knew at the
races. She was hopeful though that one of the horses she'd picked won.
"Milkmaid takes the Win with Siegfried coming up from behind to
Place and Galahad making a comeback to Show." Indeed there were two
"Siegfried!" Jumping up from his seat while he waved his
ticket. He had hoped but certainly it came unexpected.
Blinking wide, she looked at Faelan with a huge beam of a grin. "I
would have won! Did you see that?!? I would have won!" Maybe there
wasn't anything to this selecting of the horses for bets.
Blink, she heard her name. Sitting up a bit straighter to see atop the
heads of the crowd, she saw Bea waving and returned the favor with a
smile. Faelan, too got a wave and dimple of her cheeks as she noted him
sitting there, obviously not yet departed for his journey.
"You would have had two horses come in, and quite a bit of
winnings." Finally seating himself. "Hello Maggie, Rhett,
"Then that should be the bet again. Make it one hour to wait on the
other." Perhaps a shorter time would work out better. "Good
evening Patrick, Maggie, Beatrice, Gemma and Patrick." Greeting
them all as they found seats near the others.
"Hello Rhett, Karina. How are your gloves working out for
you?" Now that they actually fit and all! Nodding at Faelan, she
felt a warm glow that comes with the idea of having done something
right. "Maybe next time I'll actually bet. I mean, it's not like
I'm rolling dice in a hall with a bunch of drunken knights." Which
gave her a dark moment but it past quickly enough.
Nudging Gemma a moment wondering if she dazed out. "Good evening
Rhett, Karina and you must be Maggie. Welcome to the Falkirk
Races." Although he needed to announce the next lineup so started
off. "For our Sixth race tonight we have starting from Gate One on
down: Skade, Shooting Star, Fandango, Golden Lady, Smoky Trails, Paddy's
Lad, Cottage Rose, Justy, Snake Bite and Themis."
Karina arched her brows at Rhett, but she would be good and not say
another word! Instead just allowed herself a grin and a nod of
agreement. Following Rhett's gaze she nodded her greetings to
everyone... Quinns, Frasiers and Callihans alike! Bea too as she
replied, "They fit just dandy, thanks again." A wave to Bea
before she turned attention back to the races.
"Beatrice pick four of those and see how you do this race."
She was just watching the horses, though she smiled at Patrick then
waved at the others, her attention going back to the race.
Maggie was busy and smiling and nodding to all the familiar faces...
this event was already proving a good time, a chance to see and
socialize with friends outside the tavern walls. Hearing an unknown
voice she glanced up, lifting her hand to greet the man who welcomed
her. "Thank you!" Called out before he began his announcing. A
nudge to Bea, "Who is that?" The man who was announcing, she
"Okay!" She was really getting into this now. "Um, how
about ... Paddy's Lad, Justy, Themis and ... Skade." For some
reason that name sounded interesting to her. "Wonderful,
Karina." Turning then, she waited for the race to start.
Big smile seeing Maggie with a good looking over. Low whistle under his
breath, "definitely fit and hale from the first I laid eyes on
you." He had to carry her remembering correctly. Callihans of any
spelling were of a hearty stock to bounce back and bounced back
exceedingly well she did.
She laughed a little at Faelan's words but answered Maggie with a
lowered voice at the nudge. "That is Mister Patrick Frasier. He
seems very nice." Everyone to her had seemed very nice and easy to
be around. Except for a few Colonial braves. They had been a little on
the intimidating side for Bea.
"Skade was a Norse warrioress goddess good with the bow and arrow
Indeed she had bounced back, and not only was she a strong sort, but
also good at hiding the pangs in her head that often plagued her. Even
now it was a dull ache that she had learned to ignore. No sense in
letting it ruin her everyday enjoyments. Leaning in to catch Bea's
words, she nodded. "I've heard that family name before... they do
seem a nice lot."
"Really? I didn't know that! rather like Artemis of Greece."
Bea new some things, but there certainly were holes in her education
having left the classroom when it was apparent that the other children
enjoyed picking on her.
He offered the megaphone to Gemma, "want to announce them this
She shook her head no at the offer, eyes going wide. "No! I'd mess
up them up something awful."
Here he thought it would be something she liked. Giving a nod but he
couldn't help but be a little disappointed though he didn't show it.
George was bringing down the flag as he spoke into the megaphone,
"and they're off!" Gates up and the horse shooting out of
them. "Skade takes the lead out of the gates with Thesis and
Golden Lady close behind. Skade is keeping that lead with Golden Lady
and Paddy's Lad close behind."
"Did you bet on these races?" She asked Rhett over the sound
of the megaphone, cheers and horse hooves. "I did. I bet on your
Beowulf, wonder if he's raced yet?" She wasn't sure just where they
had come in.
"They have one of the stables, I believe." Bea had been too
deluged with names of families and who was related to who that she
sometimes got a little confused. But she made up for it with a bright
smile and enthusiasm. As the horses leapt, so did Bea, right to her feet
"Skade is still in the lead with Fandango moving to second spot,
Themis in third. Skade is way out in front it would be a miracle for any
of the others to catch up. Themis then Paddy's Lad where those holdings
could be upset easier as they head for the finish line."
"Yes I did, not sure how I am doing for we missed most of
them." He was enjoying watching no matter.
Maggie nodded; she'd heard the Frasier name associated with the races.
When the horses took off, she laughed a bit when Bea leapt to her feet
like a filly. And stood as well for a better view. Perhaps next time
she'd place a few bets as well... and so she would watch these horses
for a better idea of whom to bet on.
"Skade takes the Win, Golden Lady coming up from behind to Place as
well Fandango coming back up to Show."
"One of the ones you picked came in first!" Bea would be a
natural at betting. "Pick four more when they announce the last
race. Skade was one I picked too," so yet another horse came in,
one for each race.
"Hey, I think I bet on Fandango!" A light nudge to Rhett with
her elbow before clapping. Then it was time to await the next race and
she slipped her arm through Rhett's in the meanwhile. Why not? It was
crowded and nobody noticed, and besides, at the moment she didn't much
"Fandango is Segan's horse."
"Is he? Blast, I should've known better then," good natured of
course! She had to jibe Segan every chance she got.
"She won! Skade won!" Bea hopped up and down, clapping as the
winners were announced. "I can't believe that Faelan. Did you see
her run? She was beautiful!" Not that Petunia hadn't been a beauty
in her prime either.
He began to wonder if Gemma was feeling all right. A glance her way
before he started to announce the next and last race. "For the
final race tonight we have starting at Gate One on down: Farasha,
Nemain, Nutmeg, Song of Eire, Maeldun, Grimhild, Ma Petite, Arion, Ala
al Din and Nymph." He was keeping an eye on George too.
"The others were close in a cluster but Skade was way out in front
none could touch her." Which was usually not the case.
Bobbing from foot to foot, she eagerly listened to the names. "It
was wonderful! Okay. This time let's go with,"trying to hold in her
excitement nearly toppled her over! "Nemain, Ala al Din, Nymph and
Nutmeg" What a great name!
It was far better for Karina to jibe Segan when he was near than when he
was not. The two like siblings so he had noticed.
As the flag went down he called out, "and they're off!" gates
lifting and horses shooting out of them. "Arion takes the lead out
of the gates with Nemain then Farasha, Grimhild and Ma Petite nose to
"You are having quite a bite of luck," she observed to Bea
with an easy smile. Soft laugh to herself at the woman's enthusiasm, she
herself regained her seat and was content to sit and watch the rest.
"I am never lucky, so this is exciting." Next time, she was
seriously going to place some bets. Maybe she was a little more lucky
now that she was in Heathfield. "Isn't it wonderful?" She
grabbed Maggie's hand, unable to help herself. Someone needed to rope
Gemma was fighting a headache, and it seemed to be winning but she at
least wanted to remain until the final race.
"Arion is keeping the lead and getting further from the others.
Farasha and Nemain in second spot nose to nose with Ma Petite close
behind. Arion is still in the lead with Farasha in second spot gaining
on Arion. Grimhild moves into third spot. Arion still leading by a good
distance with Farasha in second spot, Nymph has moved up into third as
they head for the finish line."