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"Niiiiiiiiiice.~" She smirked. "See if you can keep up..." [MEDIA]
"I think it may just mean we're unique ponies," Dusty suggested.
Dusty nodded. "It would seem so."
"So... everypony here?"
"Oh-sees? What the hell does that mean?"
"I have superequine strength now. I doubt that would be completely fair."
"Cool." She walked over to the equipment closet and got what she needed, hooking it all up and standing on her hind legs with the guitar. "Hope...
"Sometimes. In places like Canterlot and Los Pegasus."
"I suppose this is true. Still, I'm unused to it."
Azrael tilted his head. "Is that so?"
"Well, alright, sounds good.~" She looked around. "Got an electric here for me?"
"Nice..." Raven looked around. "So anything specific in mind yet?"
"About forty years ago."
Azrael chuckled. "Important ponies paid a lot of money to see me fight in my day."
"He's worth over seventeen billion Bits," said Dusty, grabbing himself a mug. "He's fine."
Dusty shrugged. "I've no idea. I can fix him later."
How about dragonphoons?
Dusty shrugged. "I mean, I am old." "Seventeen honey ales for us warriors to share." Azrael pulled out a bag of bits and threw them to Dusty,...
Dusty raised an eyebrow. Azrael gave a light chuckle. "Cricket. I wish to buy you a drink." Asmo curled up and fell asleep.
You think of everything.
