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;"]as it seemed most of those gathered answered junior's question, she kept quiet, eyes glancing over caesar and temulin as they approached. she smiled at the praise given by caesar, though it turned into an expression of surprise when a leg was kicked out beneath her. the graceful creature stumbled a bit, and though she came close to hitting the ground, her shoulder merely brushed it before she righted herself. peachpit frowned as she regained her composure, staring hard at the male for a moment before she attempted to once more slam her hooves into his side, harder this time, hoping to break a rib or something.

"that wasn't nice." peach said lightly. "i only asked you a question, you should answer." the unicorn aimed a rough jab at his chest with one hoof, ears flopping back in annoyance.