A Rest From Your Troubles [Totally Open. Come and Go and You Please]

by **Atriark** Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:11 pm

Atriark sat at the bar and ordered one more drink. It wasn't an alcoholic drink, he wasn't really in the mood for anything like that. He hadn't had any alcohol in a long while and he wasn't really planing on starting soon. He just came to the only open bar on Main Street, The Dower Llama, when he didn't really have much to do. Usually he could find some pleasant company here, or a fight. And most of the fights involved him being a zebra. Alcohol, ponies, and the unknown are not good combos when yer a zebra.

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 6:27 pm

Elecsy wanders in, her hood covering most of her head as always. A bar seemed as good a place as any to go over some of her notes. Sometimes the hovel just seems too cramped, and the sounds of other ponies makes a good white noise to think. She sits at the end of the bar and pulls out a cloth and some binders, placing the cloth first and the binders neatly upon it. She doesn't notice the bartender standing in front of her nor did she hear her question.

"What can I get for you?"

Instead she delves right into her notes. They look like the scribbling of a lunatic, with numbers and letters in no apparent order or syntax. To her however, they are the result of the past 3 years of research, every discovery or breakthrough she has made. Even with perfect memory, its hard to recreate an entire proof for a formula without understanding it fully. And this is what she was doing tonight, studying.

"C'mon now, I don't let ponies use this place as a library without ordering a drink first." The bartenders stern voice penetrates Redox's thick skull.

"Oh, right," she looks up surprised and quickly scans the bar. She knows drinking and studying don't go well at all, like Alkaline metals and water, but one drink couldn't be that bad. "Um...I'll take...a-a glass of red wine," she finally spits out. There, wine isn't really drinking, it's dignified, distinguished no way is the same as whiskey or gin; she smiles a bit at this logic. With that she goes right back to her notes flipping a few pages rather furiously till landing on the desired one. Her eyes squint and a hoof taps on her muzzle. It's obvious she is once again lost in thought.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 6:59 pm

"C'mon now, I don't let ponies use this place as a library without ordering a drink first," the bartender said sternly.

Atriark turned to see who it was the bartender was talking to that she had to talk so sternly. He turned and saw a robbed and hooded equine at the far end of the bar. he couldn't make see any distinguishing features, no horn, nor wings.

"Oh, right," the mare, her voice gave that much away, looked up, surprise in her tone. She took a quick glance over the bar. "Um...I'll take...a-a glass of red wine,"

The zebra runt was about as surprised as the bartender, which was mostly due to the kind of order. Most ponies ordered something hard, trying to drown their sorrows in booze. Then again, Atriark didn't have much room to comment, he, after all, was drinking apple juice. When the mare went back to looking deeply at her papers, Atriark got up and trot over to her.

"uh...hi there," he began, nerviously.

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:11 pm

Redox doesn't respond at first, finishing her thought on the current molecular model of KCL-395, the words across the top of the page.

When she does look up, she has no real expression on her face, just a cold kind of stare. Her hood kept right above her eyes. "Yes?" she asks in a flat voice. It's obvious that she either doesn't talk to others much, or just doesn't want to. She puts both hooves over her notes, preventing any prying eyes from gleaning anything useful from them. This isn't the first time she's been bothered while trying to study. By now, she has become quite good at getting other ponies to leave her the hay alone.

She continues to stare the zebra down. Her only real thought is that it's odd for a zebra to be so small, perhaps a quick DNA sample, to examine and compare with some other, normal zebras, would reveal the cause of this obvious genetic deformity.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:30 pm

Atriark shifted nervously. The way she was staring at him made him very self-conscious, almost like she was analyzing him; even though he couldn't see her eyes. Her expressionless face on her slightly off-white coat was a bit intimidating with the way her hood was covering the top half of her face.

"I just...well wanted to come and say hello... I haven't seen you around here before and I wanted to get to know you maybe."

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 7:47 pm

Redox barely held in her scoff at the zebras words. More of this now she thinks with a light sigh. She spends a moment debating the next course of action; does she brush him off "nicely" or make sure he never bothers her again. The second one seemed like the right way to go, that is until she remembers the book, the one she found about friendship and its "possible" correlations with magical matrices. Since all the other avenues she has been exploring are no where near any breakthroughs, it might be worth a shot.

With a reluctant breath she responds, "Oh, well yes, I am not from around here. Just got into the city a week or so ago." She tries for a smile, but manages only a small smirk, almost undetectable. This whole "being polite and sociable" is something that she loathes more than synthase procedures. You can do it Redox, remember, its for science. She lifts up her head enough to show her eyes. She gives the zebra a quick glance over and stops at his face. "Heterochromia iridis," she says without warning, looking intently at his eyes, "complete too." Suddenly, her whole energy seems more interested.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:02 pm

Atriark took a step back at the mare's sudden interest in him. Okay Ark, you have no idea what heterochro- whatever is. But she doesn't seem to want to jab that wine glass into your neck anymore. By the way she is looking at you, it must be your eyes. Apparently it must be something interesting.

"Are my eyes really that interesting?" the zebra asked, a bit hopeful. He made sure to make eye contact with her, show that he wasn't as intimidated by he than he really was. She had nice blue eyes anyways, quite something too look into.

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:15 pm

"Its not very common in zebras is all," she said flatly while intently studying his eyes. "Complete heterochromia iridis is what its called, where one eye is a different color than the other. Tell me is it something you were born with, or acquired due to some incident or illness? Do you happen to know which eye is the abnormal eye? Tell me are you color blind? Do you find it hard to see objects that are too close, or two far?" She fires the questions one after another, not giving any time for a response.

Immediately, she opens one of her note books to an empty page. "Pen," she looks for her saddle bag, then digs through furiously, pulling out a simple black tip with her mouth, "Ok-hay, h'wease an-hwer on'wy wha'h you know." The pen in her mouth makes her worlds slightly difficult to understand. She lifts the pad and looks at him expectantly, ready for the first word that comes from his mouth.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:32 pm

Atriark was quite surprised by the rapid fire of questions. Honestly, he had never seen a mare this interested in anything he had before, much less his eyes. "Uh..." was all Atriark managed to say. He probably looked like an idiot as the mare in front of him looked expectantly at him. Finally, he found his words. "I've had them since I could remember. I don't believe I'm color blind and i don't really have a problem seeing things up close. And I don't think I have problem seeing things far away either. Other than ponies being uncomfortable around me for a various number of reasons, I don't think my eyes have given me any problems."

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:12 pm

"Mhmm, mhmm," she mumbles while scribbling things down. "A'hrigh'ty," she says after he was through. She puts the pen back in her saddlebag and digs around some more. "I swear I brought it..." her words are lost in the depths of the bag. After a few seconds she pulls up her head quickly, a smile across her face. In her mouth is an interesting looking measuring instrument, seeming to resemble both a micrometer and a protractor. It didn't quite look safe.

"A'hrigh'h, 'hwease hol'h s'hill," she says again in a flat tone as she moves toward his face with the instrument.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:19 pm

Atriark waited patiently as the mare digs around in her saddle bag with her head. He was beginning to wonder what exactly she was looking for, and just how big that saddle bag really was, when she came out with...well he didn't know what exactly. It appeared to be a instrument measuring things, but it looked like it could be dangerous with one wrong slip.

"Whoa mare," Atriark said, taking a step back. "You gotta buy me a drink first and at least tell me your name."

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:22 pm

"Oh," she says with slight surprise. She backs off and blinks for a moment thinking, damn, that's right, this isn't a lab. She sighs and puts the instrument away in her bag. "Fine, what drink do you require in order for me to take measurements of your iris'," the disinterest returned to her voice. She doesn't even look at him again, instead going over the notes she just took down.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:25 pm

Atriark chuckled, obviously the mare didn't get the joke. "I can see you are eager to continue...whatever it is you were doing. Tell you what, order me a weak beer then let's take this to a boot instead of the bar counter, I don't think the hostess particularly enjoys seeing this."

by Elecsy Redox Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:39 pm

Redox looks to the bartender, then back to the zebra, then down at her notes. She considers if this is really worth it. Remember, for science. She sighs, "Very well then," and begins cleaning up her notes, pilling them into her saddlebag. She then makes her way to an open booth in the corner, flopping her bag down on the table.

"Oh, right...the drinks," there was very little emotion in her tone, though from the look on her face, she was surprised she forgot. She makes her way back to the bar and orders a beer.

"What kind?" the bartender asks impatiently.

"Um...I believe he said a weak one. So one weak beer...please," she says as she downs her own drink. Looking into the glass she considers, Probably going to need more of this if I'm to make it through. "And another glass too."

by **Prism** Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:46 pm

Prism walked into the bar the wind was blowing hard behind him and he closed the door before it got too windy inside the bar. He looked around removing his hood showing his eye patch and scared face as he looked around.

This city was meant to be a little visit but it turned into a longer one and was starting to look like they was going to be here for some and that wasn't too bad it meant some good food and drink as well as he headed to the bar

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 02, 2013 9:54 pm

Atriark couldn't help but chuckle silently at the mare as she went back to order drinks. He made his way to the booth that the scientist mare picked out and took a seat at one end of the bar.

You know she only in interested in your eyes.

Atriark was a bit surprised at that thought, it wasn't really something he was thinking about. I suppose that's true. Doesn't mean I can't have fun. Oh hey, a new pony just came it.

Atriark glanced at a large red unicorn that had made his way into the bar. The first thing the little zebra noticed was the eye patch. The next was his size.

by Elecsy Redox Fri Oct 04, 2013 11:41 am

Redox takes the drinks and walks back to the booth. She sets the beer down in front of him, and takes a place on the other side. The new pony that entered doesn't catch her attention, she's too busy loosing interest in her endeavor. She quickly searches her bag again for her notes and plops them on the table, opening them to where she left off. "Finish your drink so that I may continue," she says coldly not even looking at him. Remember, friendship for science. She grimaces for a moment then looks up and gives a half hearted smile. Opening her mouth, she seems like she's going to say something, but nothing comes out for a moment, as if searching for something to say. "Please," was the only word manageable. She quickly looks down again, a small blush of embarrassment being impossible to hide on her white coat. The effects of acids on different metals is the title of the page.

by **Atriark** Fri Oct 04, 2013 5:42 pm

Atriark took notice of her cold tone and mentally placed a check mark next to his earlier thought. He popped open the beer with his teeth and took a drink. He spat the bottle cap into his saddle bag and relaxed into the seat. "Alright, you wanted to measure my eyes? Well go on ahead. But you gotta tell me your name; you forgot to do that earlier."

by **Prism** Fri Oct 04, 2013 5:59 pm

He walked up to the bar to get himself a drink. It looked like he was going to be here longer then planned. There was not much for him to do and it wouldn't hurt to have something to drink.

"Beer" he said to the bartender. Once he had his drink he then turned around to look around the bar to see what was going and seeing who was there.

by Elecsy Redox Fri Oct 04, 2013 7:32 pm

Redox's ears twitch at the sounds the zebra makes with his voice. Name? Why would she ever give him her name? She pretends like she didn't hear him at first, continuing her studies into acid base reactions. A few good moments go by before she responds, "Redox." Immediately after saying this she reaches into her bag and pulls out the same instrument.

"A'hrigh'hy, now hol'hd st'hill," she mumbles as she moves up to measure his eye. She flips the instrument skillfully in her mouth, and begins measuring different parts of his eye, the instrument barely touching his face. "Mhmm, mhmm," she mumbles as she takes the different measurements. The device is crafted well, having a handle for the mouth, its shaped around the muzzle so as to be read by looking at the bridge of the nose. The tongue adjusts the instrument for measuring different size things. "d'here," she moves back to her saddle bag and puts the instrument away, then takes out the same pen and begins jotting down in her notebook.

by **Prism** Mon Oct 07, 2013 7:23 pm

Prism watch the the bar to see what was happing, most of it was normal bar activate till he stopped and saw a mare and a zebra doing something very odd. It looked liked she was doing something with his eyes but he had no idea what it was as he took a drink of his beer.

by **Atriark** Mon Oct 07, 2013 7:38 pm

Atriark held oh so very still with the measuring instrument held so close to his eye. As the time Redox took to measure his eye, the more the urge to take a drink of his beer, and even to blink, grew. But he resisted the urge until the mare put away the instrument and began jotting down her measurements. The small zebra swiped up his bottle and took a drink, blinking furiously.

"So, I am assuming you are done with your measurements." Atriark took a drink. "What next? DNA sample? Color Blindness test? Dinner?"

by Elecsy Redox Tue Oct 08, 2013 5:15 pm

"Not right now, I don'hn ha'hve d'he equipment to test DNA, and i'hf you h'ay your not color mh'ind then that'h enough for me," she says with a flat tone not even looking up. It seems the last suggestion completely went over her head. She finishes writing and places the pen back in her bag. Taking another large sip of her wine, she begins to read over what she just wrote, an old habit from her days as a lab technician. She pays no mind to the zebra.

by Insane Masquerade Tue Oct 08, 2013 6:24 pm

Insane Masquerade slowly entered the Bar. he waited for the first ponies looking at him and then talking, since they always do that when they see his mask... or his tie. He took his axe, he crafted out of a hand saw and some other scrap, and placed it in the umbrella stand. he slowly moved to the counter.

"i need something alcoholic, and put a drinking straw in it, please." he said, looking around to see what kind of ponies are in this bar.

by **Prism** Tue Oct 08, 2013 7:02 pm

Prism watch the new comer walking in. Why was he wearing a mask, was he hiding something? He saw him put down his makeshift weapon, he was lucky the griffon's haven't ripped him apart yet.

He smiled a little when he said put a straw in it and took a mouth full of his own drink.

by Insane Masquerade Wed Oct 09, 2013 5:19 pm

Insane got his glass with the drinking straw. he slowly placed the drinking straw in the drinking valve in his mask, taking a few swigs. as he looked around he saw many different kinds of ponies. but one he was interresting for him. He saw a Red stallion with scars all over his body and an eye patch. this guy seemed to had one or two fights with the griffons. maybe he should talk with him. his dark side couldnt get aggressive on him, with such scars on the face, so it shouldn´t be a problem. otherwise Insane though he should finish his drink first, since its difficult to place the drinking straw everytime in the vent...

he continued drinking while staring at the red stallion.

by **Prism** Wed Oct 09, 2013 6:01 pm

Prism couldn't tell if this new comer was looking at him or not. That mask was hiding a lot of things for all he could be doing was look at him or past him.

He kept his eye on the brown stallion trying to work out out what he could be thinking on the other side of his mask.

by **Atriark** Wed Oct 09, 2013 6:33 pm

Atriark sat silently, the mare across from him busily studying her notes. He felt a great sense of being used. The zebra runt took a long pull of his beer, feeling the lukewarm liquid run over his tongue and down his throat.

"Want anything else ma'am?"

by Elecsy Redox Thu Oct 10, 2013 11:19 am

Redox looks up, "Oh, I am sorry. I get lost sometimes. Um..." She puts the notebook down and begins rummaging through her bag. "I now I put it in here somewhere," she frustratingly says, her voice muffled by the bag. "A-ha," she exclaims triumphantly as she pulls out a card. With a victorious smile she sets it on the table and slides it to the zebra.

It's an old business card with the previous owner's information neatly blacked out. Written over it in white ink was the following

Elecsy Redox

Engineering Laboratory Technician

15999 Muleview ave

"This is my information. If you every find yourself going blind, having new sensitivity to light, special powers or anything involving your eyes, please...after visiting the necessary hospitals and such...come see me. I'd love to conduct more tests." Her tone is much lighter now, almost kind. Her body language has also changed to a more relaxed state. She takes another "sip" of her wine, finishing the last 1/3 in one shot. The glass hits the table with a thud.

by Insane Masquerade Thu Oct 10, 2013 2:55 pm

Insane finished his drink and walked over to the red stallion. as he stood in front of him he surveyed him from head to hoofs. "you look like someone who had one or another fight with the griffons." he stopped for a moment "so did you ahd fights with the griffons? or did you just had an accident?" he often heared about rebels fighting the griffons and maybe this stallion could help him find them.

by **Prism** Thu Oct 10, 2013 8:11 pm

Prism shot a look at the stallion, sure his face shows he's been through a lot, 8 years of hell. Something about the way the stallion talk to him didn't sit right, it felt like he was being talk at then being talk too.

"Maybe I have maybe I haven't, what's it to you," he didn't want to talk about things too much as he was not sure if his past would come back and bite him if he talk openly about it.

by Insane Masquerade Fri Oct 11, 2013 2:35 pm

Insane Masquerade was confused "so you don´t know if you have fought griffons? maybe youa re too old, so you have alzheimer´s." he said. " well did you at least heared anything about a rebellion?" he asked quietly, since he hoped the old stallion maybe can remember this. but maybe he doesen`t even remember his breakfast.

by **Prism** Fri Oct 11, 2013 6:09 pm

Old, old, how dare he called him old. He got to his hooves standing at his full hight. "Maybe, I want to find out why a nosey pony in a nightmare moon mask wants to know" he said poking the stallion once in the chest. "And keep up words like that I will see to it that you get a few of your own scars"

by Insane Masquerade Sat Oct 12, 2013 11:24 am

Mask looked at the spot the old stallion poked him and then back to the stallion. "what did you said about my face, Old ass." he said angry. its not a mask for him. its his face. "maybe you are bigger than me, but i guess you are not as agile as you maybe were during the war grandpa." Insane said, while poking prism back.

by **Prism** Sat Oct 12, 2013 7:52 pm

Prism stopped Insane from poking him, the last thing he needed was for someone to find out he was wearing full plate amour under his large brown coat.

Prism looked at him there was no more words left to be said at this point at lest by him and he moved to head butt Insane, it was going to be hard but he was not using all his force as he guessed the mask would take most of the impact but it would enough to show he meant business.

(Up to you if the head butt hits or you move out the way and then we see how this ends A Rest From Your Troubles [Totally Open. Come and Go and You Please] 2752390508

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by Insane Masquerade Sun Oct 13, 2013 8:20 am

Insane felt the impact on his head. he steped back. "oh you didn´t... " he said. He felt pain, but that wasn´t the main thing he was worrying about. he felt with a hoof on his maskf, if she got any damage. then he raised his hoof to hit prisims face. "take this!"

(also your decision if it hits, since thats the rule^^)

by **Prism** Sun Oct 13, 2013 2:08 pm

Prism took the hit it knocked his face to the side a bit but he turned it back with amused look on his face. He could of stopped it easy with magic but wanted to see how hard the stallion could hit. It was good but no worse then he had taken before.
Prism laughed "That it and you call yourself an earth pony," He was hopping this would push him to attack again, but this time Prism would be ready.

by Insane Masquerade Sun Oct 13, 2013 2:31 pm

Insane looked to the umbrella stand. he could take his axe, but at first he would try to hit that guy with bare hands. "i never called myself an earthpony..." he said while he adjusted his tie. Then he turned around and tried to hit prisms chest with his hind hoofs.

by **Prism** Sun Oct 13, 2013 3:05 pm

Just what he wanted the most powerful attack a pony could do but also one that leave them very open to counter attack just like he wanted.

With a glow of his horn a magical barrier of white light appeared where his hooves would hit. Prism reared up seeing the attack hit his shield. He then come down bring both of his hooves, aiming for Insane flank.

by Insane Masquerade Sun Oct 13, 2013 4:20 pm

Insane was surprised as he hit some pretty strong material. he then felt a powerfull attack on his flank, causing him to fall to the fround sliding a few feet. He swiftly stood up, stroking the dust off his shoulders. He walked to the umbrella stand and grabbed his axe. "now you made me mad." he said, slowly walking towards prism. he rotated the axe a few time in his hoofs.

by **Prism** Sun Oct 13, 2013 4:51 pm

The nerve of this stallion getting a weapon "An Axe, a slow weapon needing large swings to be useful, a poor choice of weapon and a poor choice, going for a weapon when I am unharmed" He stood his ground he was not going to let someone with a weapon scare him.

He took a combat stance waiting for the stallions attacks knowing they would soon be coming. He also notice that this little fight had drawn the attention of everyone in the bar and a few ponies had moved out of the way because of it.

by Insane Masquerade Sun Oct 13, 2013 5:00 pm

Insane looked at prism. "maybe a poor decision. but you underestimate my ability with my weapons. i craft my weapons by myself, so they i have perfect grip, and perfact balance with them...." he said, showing that his axe isnt heavy and don´t need much long swings. he played with it. "Attention. Ponies with weak nerves should leave this bar immiedietly." he said with a loud voice. ".this could get messy" he added silently. He stood a few feets of prism away. he knew a unicorn has many tricks, but himself had some too. he waited for the reaction of the customers.

by **Atriark** Tue Oct 15, 2013 5:02 pm

Atriark took the card and looked at it. Well, at least he got a mare's address. Albeit it appeared that it was her place of business, but he was counting it. The zebra finished his beer and stretched. "Well ma'am, thank you for the drink and the...company." Atriark slid out of the seat and flashed the mare a smile. "You're a lovely mare and dedicated to your work. The world could use some more ponies like you"

"Attention. Ponies with weak nerves should leave this bar immiedietly," a pony with a strange mask said loudly. "this could get messy."

"And with that," Atriark said with a slight bow, "I shall make my departure."

by **Prism** Wed Oct 16, 2013 6:10 pm

Prism looked at the weapon, yes he did seam to move it around faster then you would a normal axe and he wasn't lying about making it himself. The weapon looked like it was being held together by duck tap or something and he was sure it would do nothing to his amour as long as he stay away from head or leg blows he would be fine.

Prism just stared at him not saying a word, waited for the attack as he knew moving in wouldn't be good. First thing was to disarm this stallion so they was fight on equal ground again.

by Insane Masquerade Wed Oct 16, 2013 7:28 pm

Insane Masquerade directly moved towards prism, swinging the axe directly into prisms face. he knew he would just dodge it with magic, so he tried to get the attention to the axe while he aimed with a good precised punch to steels knee, trying to break his bone. even tough he looks not strong, he can make very powerful attacks. "TAKE THIS" he screamed to distract steel more.

by **Prism** Wed Oct 16, 2013 8:00 pm

Prism watch the stallions moved where he put his weight. It was clear what he wanted to do, but it was something more advance then he had expected. He ducked the axe easily but only just got his leg out of the way. He age and the damage amour he had on was not making fast movements easy.

He took a step back, if he was younger there was a clear opening he could of used but he just needed have the speed he once had "Looks like you have some idea how to fight after all" Prism horn started to glow white. He was going to need some weapons and the bar chairs would have to do.

by Insane Masquerade Thu Oct 17, 2013 3:48 pm

Insane jumped back as his attack failed. "yees. yes i do. but it seems you are still quite fit for your age." he mentioned to the doging of his punch. He watched prism narrowly to see what he would do next. as the horn began to glow he looked around what magic he might use. He knew he wouldnt have much chances against a unicorn, but this old one should be manageable to beat. "bring on what you got" Insane yelled at him, waiting for the attack.

by **Prism** Thu Oct 17, 2013 7:59 pm

"Years of fighting for your life will do that to you" Prism focuses his magic on two chairs behind the stallion pulling them so they would hit him in the flank.

"One thing you need to learn is not to let a unicorn have space" If the chairs hit shouldn't hear that much they are just wood but could be the distraction he need to get a hit in or go for the weapon.

by Insane Masquerade Fri Oct 18, 2013 1:14 pm

Insane looked back, he knew the Unicorn would use some magic and try to attack from a side Insane wasnt able to see. He saw the chairs and tried to jump aside, but he wasnt fast enough and triped over them, falling to the ground. he lost grip of his axe which slit away from him. "Argh... you sneaky unicorn" he mumbled as he was laying on the ground.

by **Prism** Fri Oct 18, 2013 3:26 pm

The chairs had worked out a lot better then he had expected. I took the Axe into his magic grasp. He through for a moment, this stallion was lucky he was not the sort to just kill someone and moved the axe well out of the way.

Prism went over the the fallen stallion and the question was does he keep up this attack or does he try and make peace. Silver had been drilling into him about how importance it was to make contact and knowing ponies you can trust, so he put out a hoof to the Stallion.

"Now you been knock down a peg or two you will lay off the insults, the next one may not stop when you are knocked to the ground," he took the risk and hoped the stallion would see sense in stopping now but would have to see.

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