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"Practice. Chill. Music. Explore... Asmo-level stupid things..."
"Yeah..." She chuckled. "Guess that's pretty true. More than a lot of ponies I know."
"Look, I'm just asking you don't drink bleach-looking things. That's a Tentacles move."
"I guess..." She sat back down. "Still. You be careful, too."
Raven breathed a sigh of relief. "He just gave you bleach. I might have to pimp slap that fool..."
"The hell?!" Raven stood up. "Uhh... Maybe there's a poison potion Maya left sitting." "Under the bar, in the tan saddlebags," said Azrael....
Raven panicked, her ears flopping and eyes widening. "Is that real *squee!*ing bleach?!"
Raven frowned. "Sorry, hon... yeah, that's gross now that I think about it."
"What, you mean the violence or the dick waving?"
1. Once upon a time a song was heard Nightwish - Alpenglow 2. Store-bought attitude and spit Lamb of God - Again We Rise 3. *squee!* the police,...
Raven sighed. "Great. More too spooky for you talk. Should we put a muzzle on him?"
"Some are. Once Maya freed me..." Azrael growled. "...I began to deal with them personally. Anypony dumb enough to continue following his old ways...
"Worse than just violent. If they could break my mind, make me a dog, imagine what they could do to a softer pony."
"One of his followers broke me in his honor. So I'd watch that you don't make me take that as a threat."
Maybe she's being serious. Don't be judgemental, mate.
Bender?
Azrael shrugged. "You'd be surprised. Did you know Discord has worshippers?"
"End of all religion?" Raven suggested. Azrael raised an eyebrow. "Can you say that here?"
Asmo turned around and pulled the door shut without even stopping. He sat back on the couch.
You're welcome! Now go get started!
