Want to walk? Its about the same distance to either the Empire or the train station, and if we go to the train, it'd take us back the way we came, effectively doubling the amount of distance. *The rod unfolds into a customized bike for Az, with skull decals, that are either metal, or spray painted on. Flames erupt from the metal skull's eyes and the tailpipes of the bike. All of this using a small amount of fuel. The rest of the fuel for the bikes came from solar powered natural distillation.*
Midnight watches the pony outside fall, she smirked evilly. "MUHAHAHA" she laughed, she then downed the bottle of red. She wanted another, something more expensive. She began rummaging behind the bar looking for the most expensive bottle, it would of course be on the house. Privilage of being a Queen and all that. (you might want to come in raven, otherwise your bar will be closed soon XD)
Looks at the door and back at him with a frown "Excuse me, who do you think you are?" she asked with a snort
"Shadow Creature? I am a Queen" she growled at him, "bow down to me little colt" she growled. Midnight made the paper disappear, then the pen disappear. "No, i require sustenance. You will provide that sustenance. NOW"
Windsor grabbed another paper and pen. "You are causing a disturbance and assaulting patrons. Leave now or the Guards will be called."
"You're not my queen, b**ch," Asmo said with a growl, "and I'm a bad mother *squee!*er with the world's baddest mother *squee!*ers on speed dial, so you get your sorry ass outta here till you learn to stop stealing." ~~~~~~~~~~~ Raven slowly stood up, her wing broken in several locations. "I... I think I'm okay. I should go inside."
(puts up a barrier between the Shadow Creature and Windsor, so Windsor doesn't get hurt, before rushing to meet Raven., due to sensing her pain.)
May I see where you were injured? Edmond: (Grinning, straps his katana to the bike so it won't fall off) Let's go. (Starts the bike heading towards the Empire)
((Last post before sleep time)) Griev: I felt the crack of the injury resound. You may not feel it, but you are injured.