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"Oh, wow." Raven chuckled, whispering to Nightshade. "That's like something you'd wear at a Playpony shoot." ~~~~~~~~ "Can we be back in time...
"There's nothing unprofessional about helping your marefriend try on some new armor, is there?" She hopped out of the stool and onto her hooves.
"Well." Raven smirked. "Would you like to help me put it on, Nighty?"
"We wouldn't do anything to destroy the timeline," Azrael replied. "Right, Blackened?"
Azrael shrugged. "I don't know a way we could do that. Unless..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raven's ears perked up, and she spun in her seat to...
Azrael nodded. "Yes. I heard that was a good show. But I wasn't there. Unfortunately, I was dead."
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Looks to me like everyone I had in my folder is done, unless @Ridley Wolf wants to correct me on that.
"Well. Why don't you talk to me about your favorite historical event?" ~~~~~~~ Maya and Dusty took a moment to share what might be their final...
"No, Blackened, I don't think you do."
Azrael answered, "The coming battle, the fact that my dead brother is a thrall... a few things."
"Uh-oh... Hope it gets here in one piece." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't know," Azrael replied quietly. "Truth be told, I'm having a harder...
"Uh. Don't drink that, maybe." Raven sipped on her drink, turned and smiled at Cricket. "Thanks, Cricket! It's not that cross-eyed mailmare, is...
Azrael offered Blackened one of those hurricane beverages. "Here. This is decent, as well."
Azrael swiftly downed his drink and ordered two more.
Azrael shook his head. "You could have done that sitting down." He turned to RepB, answering, "We would love one." "Of course, Blackened." Dusty...
Azrael nodded. "That's good. Maybe you should ask that bald pony to bring you some." "You gonna be okay?" Maya asked Selena.
Azrael sat back down next to Blackened. "So. Are you enjoying yourself?"
Dusty nodded. "Indeed. We had Pinkie Pie make it for us." "This is really good," Raven agreed. "Bet it was a *squee!* to get into the bar."
"That safe?" Raven asked before taking a bite of her diabetic baker's treat. "It sounds strong."
