Touring...

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Vanez galloped in and waited for Rush. He trotted down the isles of the prison, angry shouts came from many cells, though some were deathly silent. there were screams of pain from other cells, and screams of fear as others saw his face. Guards were seen coming in an out of cells, many looking like Vanez. some had less chains, and other were different colors.

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Rush cantered leisurely behind Vanez, not really caring to keep pace with him. The prison came into view and she shook her head. She would have expected better but then again she knew Vanez enough already to tell what the prison would be like inside. Once she entered, she caught the aroma of many lights, mostly mares, came to her nose. She snorted in almost disgust but the screaming from the pain that they were being caused sent a shiver down her spine. The guards caught her eye and she gave them a mischevious glance, pursing her lips a bit and would have thingyed a brow had she had eyebrows.

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Some guards stopped and watched her carefully, others ignored her and played with the prisoners.

One time Vanez glanced back to se some guards watching her, or getting closer. he smirked and rolled his eyes. Many of these guards get entertainment from light mares, but none have had a chance to get with a dark mare in some time. Rush. he called to her. Watch your back. Some of them haven't had a good vix in a while. They might take their chances.

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Rush felt herself shiver with delight again as the ones in the cells may have screamed more. But the pleasure she got from the other dark stallions' eyes on her gave her the rush that made her blood run cold ... in a good way. When Vanez called to her, she smirked with delight. My dear, I will take my chances. she said in her icy voice, her silvery eyes twinkling mischeviously as she turned them from the watching guards to Vanez and then back again. Twill be amusing to have the guards take a chance with me. If they dare. she thought smugly to herself, flicking her glittering purple tassel listlessly.

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he smirked at her chances. How many of them to her? Twill be very interesting to watch... he thought as he looked ahead to see one guard pulling a light away from her cell. Probably to be executed, she looks to old to be living any more...

her new found screams filled the caverns, ringing in a saddened and frightened tone. she knew where she was going...

he laughed to himself and trotted on, he looked into cells and seen many new brought in. he walked into a few cells, as the new mares were brought in. Whines and yelling was herd as he walked in, then it would either die down and get silent very, very quickly, or the mares would scream on and on.

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Rush watched with amusement, but she was bored again. She stopped suddenly and flicked her tail, obviously bored now. Her silver eyes moved around, looking at the mares in their cells and smirking at them. Most of them gave her dirty looks but some cowered in what appeared to be fear. The old mare could be heard still, screaming as she was ushered to her death. The entire feel of it made her feel exhilerated.

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As she stood, swishing her tassels. one of the guards slipped behind her silently then readied himself to mount...

quickly he jumped upon her.

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Rush smirked to herself and didn't scream. She bucked, throwing up her back hooves in an extreme display of the strength she had so easily concealed. Once her back legs touched down from her buck, she settled herself squarly and then whirled, aiming to either throw the brute off or twist his leg caught on the outside of her sharp, quick turn. Maybe the leg would even break.

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at her first try, she did not throw the brute off, but wowed him with her strength. though next as she whirled around and caught his leg, there was a sickening crack.

CRACK!

she was right, she could even break his leg, she did! He stumbled backward and lifted his leg slightly as not to stand on it.
Quick you are...
he said looking at her, watching her every move, as he was an open target at this point.
One wouldn't expect a... purple mare... to break a leg.
he said, a smirk appearing on his mug.

Vanez watched in interest, waiting for one to do something. Would she like being noted that she was purple? Would she just hurt him out of enjoyment? Would she let him go?

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The mare avoided the urge to spit on him, holding her pride as she held her head high, watching the crippled stag. But a shiver ripped down her spine as she was reminded of her color. Rush whirled and kicked out her hind legs, maybe catching the stallion in the shoulder, knocking him off balance and to the ground. After she lowered herself she looked at him, whether he had fallen or not.

What are you, racist? she snorted in sarcasm, watching him with her icy silver stare. Get out of my face. she hissed and turned to Vanez. Would you be interested in a go? Or would you like me to permit it without a fatal injury included? She snorted icily at the red stag. Of course, you have permission for when it is time. and she walked to a cell glared inside, watching a feeble mare cower in the back. She snorted. Pathetic, she thought in an ugly and smug voice.

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he smirked as she called him a racist. He just thought it was funny to see a dark mare with a light's color. He had seen a few older mares here who were light and the same shade of purple.

Vanez watched her carefully and shook his head. He would take her later, but not now.

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*perhaps you could ad a bit more ... I have nothing to really go off of.*

Rush glared at the smirking stag. Something funny? Perhaps you would welcome death more openly than a crippled leg. Her teeth clacked threateningly as she watched the guard with her ears now pressed flat against her skull, tail whistling in aggitation through the tense air that smelled of death and fear.

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Ha, welcome death over pain? I don't care whether I live in pain or die, of the wrath of a purple mare. he said, smirking again. If you want to kill me, come fight, I won't just stand and let you take me, I'll fight to the death. he said, glaring into her silvery liquids. If that's what you wish. he added

Vanez's orbs were showing interest, as he watched the mare and stag. Would she kill the guard? He guessed she will, but mares are never predictable...

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The mare snorted again at his comment on her colour. "You are quite fascinated that I am purple, aren't you?" she snorted in a bemused tone. But she rolled her icy silver eyes. "You, among most of the others here, are not with my energy. But, try another stunt as you previously did and it will become worth my time." She snorted, sent her tassel whistling through the air, and looked at Vanez, ready to see the rest of the prison without the piece of pure defiance in front of her. He disgusted her, even though that was how she preferred stags around her to act.

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he smirked as she spoke and rolled her eyes. Not worth your energy? he asked, looking into her liquids. then watched as she looked back to Vanez.

Vanez watched then as she met his gaze he smirked and nod. Alright, a little excitment from the prison, other then seeing lights getting touchered.