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"Just a comment," Azrael replied plainly. "The hay's a TARDIS?" Maya asked curiously.
"This one sure rambles a lot," Azrael commented.
Skydust leaned in to talk to the wolf. "I think you may be the first timberwolf to not mistake me for a chew toy. I appreciate that."
"She wants cider, dearest," Skydust told Maya. "Oh! That." Maya took the required bits, poured a mug of cider and slid it over to her. "Since when...
Skydust glanced at the timberwolf as she walked in. Azrael looked at her strangely. "...the hell?" Maya smiled at the big timberwolf. "Never had a...
"Eh, close enough. Your drinks are free," Maya told Saber. "Happy super late birthday."
"Oh, hey, Saber, welcome back!" She happily poured the mare another cider and slid it to her. "Tell me, is it your twenty-first today, dude?"
Maya took the card and walked over to the register, holding it lightly in her teeth. She took it in her hoof and slid it through the card reader...
"You've still gotta gimme the card so I can swipe it," Maya told Architect.
"Not important," Azrael replied plainly.
Maya set a bottle of vodka and a small bottle, containing a light green liquid on the table before Architect. "I'll charge you fifteen for the...
Azrael stared forward, eyes filling with rage. "He's about ten seconds from taking a swing," Maya warned.
Maya nodded to Saber. "I'm sure I will. Stay safe, it's kinda sorta sketchy out here sometimes."
Azrael shook his head, growling, "No." "Hey!" Maya tapped the counter in front of Azrael. "Play nice. Remember what I taught you in rehab."
Maya jumped a bit and spun around, barely stopping herself from swinging at this perceived intruder. She very quickly calmed down. "Oh. Hey,...
The jukebox contained pretty much whatever anyone would want to listen to. Rock, electronic music, rap, classical, etc. "There's some DJ Pon-3 on...
"I suppose you're right," replied Azrael. "But burial sounds... extreme."
"So you just leave your tools sitting around?" Azrael asked curiously. Maya blinked in surprise. "Then... yeah, that's fine, I'll take your card....
"Well, my normal jacket was shredded last week by a manticore. I normally used it to shield myself from scorching sunlight." Azrael turned to face...
"Oh." Azrael nodded, staring at his bottle. "Well, apologies. I suppose I may want to buy a thing then."
