60 MINUTES — CAPTURE & TORTURE

[emil]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica;"]an attempt was made, she could see that, but it seemed to have failed. being without a leg must have been hard, but it made being in control much easier. peachpit took a quick step forward as he fell and aimed to jab him with her horn. not hard enough to do serious damage, but it would certainly hurt. the unicorn stood up straight and moved closer to him; if her jab had been successful, she would lower her pink eyes to meet his, tongue curling out to catch a drop of blood as it trickled down her face. the unicorn gave a happy shuffle of her hooves before moving to lightly nudge kirishima with one, just a little prod. "what's your name?" she queried, glancing to rinto as he approached and offering a sweet smile that certainly didn't fit the situation.