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"Because you say it frequently," he replied.
Skydust tilted his head. "What? Chicken butt?"
Maya got her another cider. "Just walk away?"
Maya nodded. "Yeah, you're thinking of Tree Hugger. But uh... if it's so bad, just do things about it."
Maya got her own cloud? Raaaad.~
"Just play along," said Azrael. "She likely suffers from something serious."
"Then just step down," Maya suggested. "Sounds simple to me."
"Only the best for my customers," said Maya. "Able too keep it cheap, too. Connections on the farm."
Maya nodded. "Good. Me, too."
"I'm nit royalty," said Skydust. "Those two things do not always go together." Maya poured her a cider. "Hey, welcome. No offense, but no special...
Might as well toss my opinion in. Don't let it discourage anyone. Now... here's the thing. I have powerful characters. In terms of raw power,...
"Eh, free speech and stuff." Maya walked back behind the counter.
"Well, damn, I just wanted to feed some customers, not have this chat. Oh well, not my place to tell you what to think."
"That sounds kinda racist," Maya commented.
Maya raised an eyebrow. "So... what's being discussed?"
"I know what I'm doing," Azrael assured. Maya approached Zeran with a new steak plate, balanced on her flank. "Dinner's served!"
D:
"I usually prefer a lightning bolt," said Azrael. "Lightning happens all the time. Easy to mask as mother nature."
"Besides. These cows likely died of natural causes. Or maybe it was me, and I merely told the Dreaded One it was natural causes." He shrugged....
Azrael chuckled. "Probably cry some more. Carnivores simply must eat. This is biology."
