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"Literature buff. If it was written on paper, there is a good chance I've read it at least once." "The brute can read?" Asmo teased with a cackle,...
"...Omare Khayyam," said Azrael.
"Probably." Dusty reached and placed his hoof in his palm for the giant shake.
Dusty glanced over at Az. "Him? He'll live. Try fitting it through the front door."
"Likewise." Dusty smiled, as if this was just a thing that was normal. Old as he was, it could have been at some point. "I would shake your claw,...
"I recall that, actually. I think I recall Azrael over there dragging a manticore away before we built. Besides that, nothing too dangerous."
"The worst we've had here was a mouse problem."
"Thank you. My wife and I are very proud of it."
"Not extremely long. A few months."
"Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Nova."
"Oh, go right ahead. You're Silver's mother, then?"
"Indeed I am. How... how do you know me?"
Lawn dart.
"Mane," he repeated politely.
"Of course." Dusty poured her the drink she requested in a tall wine glass before giving a light smile. "My, what a beautiful mane."
Friday, July 7.
"Eeeeh... stay here, I need something to snuggle." Dusty yawned and glanced up at the clock. Maybe Asmo or somepony would pop in and be entertaining.
Raven smiled, blushing a small bit. "Uhh... awesome. So are you staying here for a few or heading back?"
"Speaking of... maybe after we actually get to drink legally together the first time?"
"Edgy mare." She lightly booped her nose. "So yeah, this is my bed house. I... realize how weird that is."
