The trials and tribulations of managing your own personal pony village.
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Thread 32342401 Post 32356319

!F9CBa509ak 2018-05-12 12:57:28 No. 32356319

> Despite the restrictor mounted on it, his horn falls to point low at you in a wary, guarding stance.
> Piercing blue eyes - alert and ablaze - lock onto you.
> ...they were almost the same color as Flurry's.
> Your hands rise, showing them empty but for a sheaf of papers and pencil.
"Relax. I'm not here for a fight. I just want to talk."
> His nostrils flare in a snort, and his hooves shift uncertainly on the hard cell floor.
"Easy - I'm just going to sit do- actually, I'm going to grab a chair.
> A stool, in fact, sitting out in the hallways.
> When you return with it, Shining Armor and Thunderlane are staring each other down.
> You pointedly pass between them on your way to take a seat.
"Shining. Why don't you have a seat too?"
> He doesn't, though, opting to remain standing as you settle on the stool.
"I'm sure you know who I am, but I think this is the first time we're really talking face to face. So, if I can re-introduce myself - I'm Anonymous. I, uh - I own this place."
> "You own them."
"...yes, I do."
> "You own her."
> Which 'her' it is - his daughter or his former wife - isn't really clear.
> Asking seems like a bad idea.
"Yes, I do. Shining... I'm not here for an argument. I know you're angry at me. I know why you're angry at me - hell, why you're here in the first place."
> "Corona."
> The name is spat out - an accusation, or a challenge.
> Dropping forward with your elbows on your knees, you squeeze your hands together.
"Shining... let's jump straight to the point. You heard that I did terrible things. Truly evil things to her. And I did; I'm not going to beat around the bush or try to justify it. I tortured her because I was angry. Cadance says you've been through something similar-"
> You nod towards his back.
> At this close distance, you can clearly see the numerous scars covering it, a spiderweb testimony to what had been done to him.
"- and so really, I can understand your rage."
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