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Thread 32894312 Post 32894948

!F9CBa509ak 2018-09-04 01:59:19 No. 32894948
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"...I realize it seems a little silly to say, but there's no need to beat yourself up over this. There's nothing that can be done about it now."
> "Yes, but I should have realized then-"
"And take it from me as well, Randall - from a man who knows about these things - vengeance is a tricky thing to be indulging in. Yes, maybe something could have been done to stop her - but Haute clearly has a golden tongue. It's not your fault."
> He grunts softly, hand still stroking through Posey's mane.
> "But now it is a problem for you."
"It is. But it could have been a lot worse, if Cadance had not come to me first."
> "Yes. That mare... you have a real treasure there, Anonymous."
"Don't I know it..."
> Your half-whispered admission was accompanied by a tapping of your fingers on the chair.
> Her admission had probably saved you from far worse, yes.
> Now, though, you had so much to think over yourself...
> Already you had come close to giving her the answer she had been seeking before - telling her whether you would free her.
> Before this had dumped a whole lot more in your lap.
> Before Cadance had placed the well-being of your ponies, of your daughter, before her freedom.
"...let's take this one step at a time."
> "Agreed. Can this Donovan woman pin anything on you?"
"Without Cadance? I don't know. She's been talking to my other employees as well, but they all know where they stand."
> "Thunderlane?"
"Is torn between hatred and fear. In either case, she hasn't interviewed him again."
> "Can she assemble enough to pin something on you anyways?"
"I... don't know."
> The regular tap-tap of fingers turns to a regular, repeating ripple.
"Or maybe it's more accurate to say, I know she can prove I did a lot of what she's asking about. But she can't hit me with any of the big crimes without evidence; maybe some small infractions?"
> "So, nothing that would send you to prison... or force you out of contact with ponies."
> Out of contact.
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