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"You could make a living doing this *squee!*," Asmo commented. "Sure thing." Raven walked out, took flight slightly above the ground, and scanned the...
Maya shrugged. "Nothing wrong with a free stage. Hey, wasn't Arch supposed to do an interview?" "Blacky could just still be outside," Raven said,...
"I don't care," he told her. "I'll just pretend you're a doctor. And that'll be that."
No. Deserted!
God, Saber, you're famous! Hulk Hogan?
You'll live. @Lord Architect Still down for that interview, right?
No! Toast!
Nah. Saber?
Maya shrugged. "Do whatever. Maybe even leave it. Something tells me she'll want more shows here later on." Asmo relaxed again. "Mmmm..."
Asmo winced. "Ow. Careful!" "What's up with her?" Raven asked.
Asmo nodded. "Sure, if you keep up this massage stuff."
"I'm off today," said Maya. Raven walked up by Night and nuzzled her side. "Thanks for the chance, Nighty."
"Mmm... damn, that feels kinda nice," Asmo confessed.
Asmo rolled to his other side.
"I heard that twitch. I guess that's fine, just... careful."
"Not at all. But I admit, I was wrong. So thanks."
"You know, I'm very proud of you. You can treat me without molesting me. Good job!"
He relaxed a little. "Much better. That's the last time I set myself on fire. This week."
"Will do, captain." He laid down on his side.
"Well, I can't really see the burns. But I assume they're all over."
