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by cashew jackman » Fri Jul 18, 2014 1:10 am
Creed
He glanced over at him. "You look tired. You could sleep in the hay loft, they always have hay lofts. I'm going for a ride." He opened the barn doors and glanced around at all the horses. His eyes landed on a lariat and he flinched, too many bad memories. Then slowly, a smirk crept across his face and he turned to Switch. "I'm gonna catch me a Slasher." He grinned, too enthralled by the idea to be concerned with punishment. He pulled the lariat down and swung it around experimentally.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
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by cashew jackman » Fri Jul 18, 2014 1:13 am
Creed
He gave him a look. "This is the one chance I have at revenge, Switch. I'll pay for it, but that's ok. I'll pay for it hard..." He closed his eyes and grit his teeth at the thought, but then looked back up. "I'm doing it. Wish me luck." He mounted a horse that was already tacked up from it's previous rider and saluted.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
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by cashew jackman » Fri Jul 18, 2014 1:19 am
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He swung the rope, aiming for his neck but it fell short and tightened around his wrist. He pulled his horse to a stop and tried to make it back up.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
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