<div align="center"><em>Vincent and Abigale retreating to the Cabin for the night </em></div><hr/><br/>"As long as I drive you can do whatever you want, as long as you look doing it...that is my one rule."<br/>A chariot race, a race in general appealed to him more than he was expressing at that moment. His hand never stopped, his stare turning out to the darkening sky as night made its full appearance. Vincent was moments away from nudging Abigale to have them retreat to the cabin when he realized she had fallen asleep in his lap. He chuckled softly before scooped her up in his arms and carefully made his way down the stairs. He got a few awkward stares by some people he crossed paths with coming out of the stables but most stayed silent as he made way towards the cabin to call it a night... (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=80777.0)<br/><br/>(Continued in the main thread)<br/><br/>