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Raven sighed and raised her hoof. "Yo. That'd be me."
"That's not exactly apparent to me. Haven't done me wrong yet. That counts for something, right?"
"Somepony has to. If no ponies are capable, who keeps the rest of us safe? Maya's killed. I'm sure you met her. You think she's a bad pony?" Raven...
"I'm sorry." Raven reached and put her hoof on Night's shoulder. "I'm so sorry. But it's not your fault. You couldn't have known..."
@Ridley Wolf Eh. Half the time, I just do what Shia said.
Wanna calm down with that?
Asmodeus Species: "What do I look like, a biologist!?" Gender: Male (hermaphrodite) Age: "Hell if I know. It's a mystery. OoooooOOoo..."...
@Ridley Wolf If what's starting to develop between our horses turns out good by the end of the weekend, would you like a one-on-one?
"I... figured that was what happened," Raven admitted. "But... how? I swear on my life I'll never tell anypony."
Asmo took a tiny sip of the glass. "A month from now," Raven replied. "I'm sorry..."
Under da sea!
"I..." Raven hesitated further. "I'm seventeen."
Asmo growled and looked at the pot. "...fine. I'll try it." Raven took another deep breath and quickly spoke, "I'mnotreallytwentyone."
"Alrigjty..." Raven took a deep breath and joined Nightshade, sitting across from her.
"Didn't realize you were our boss anyway. Now where... oh yeah." Asmo cleared his throat. "Not gonna drink it, Patches."
I didn't realize 2015 was old?
@Na11
"This is a family moment, old horse!" Asmo wadded up the newspaper and tossed it at him.
Raven set her guitar down against the counter and stood up. "Maybe... away from the others? Like a booth?"
"DRINK YOUR OWN HOT COOL AID!" He slammed his newspaper down on the counter.
