Valerianna was pulling with all her might to turn the horses, even as she had her foot on the coach's brake to slow things just that bit more as the sound of Vladimir's voice came to her from the door of the coach.<em>Well I could use a nice tree or wall to scrape a sanctimonious ass off the coach.</em>She thought furiously as she contemplated swerving over the edge if she could find a helpful limb to grab onto.<br/><br/>"Well you can hang from there and be sanctimonious or you could try to help me get the damn horses under control you bigoted judgmental<strong>ASS</strong>!" She said before adding a few words in otherwordly language about his manhood and heritage.