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Asmo eventually stopped coughing, laid on his back and sprawled out on the floor. "Uh. Huh?" Maya giggled. "Chilled already."
Mass Effect is edgy?
Some people are truly incapable of change. That's obvious, if you pay attention.
Eat it.
Asmo took an *squee!*ishly large hit, set the smoking tool back down, then coughed up a lung for a brief moment.
Maya sighed. "Asmo, you just wiped blood off your ear, not your blood. You need a hit, so do it, or I'll carry you to time-out." "Fine, buck!"...
"You're a rotten influence," Asmo said plainly.
"Gooood..." Maya chucked a large cloud in Blackened's direction before setting the bong down. "Now... Get Asmo to take some so he sits down."...
"Right?" Maya took the perfectly legal water pipe and took a large hit, clearing the rest of the bowl.
Maya raised an eyebrow. "You still wanna put your mouth up on it, just don't take any more than you can handle." Raven snickered. "Blacky,...
"My downstem is pretty beat up," Maya warned.
"Pssh." Maya giggled. "You packed it, remember? You do half, I do half, then we make Asmo a baby sized hit." Asmo scratched his head in...
Maya smiled. "Thanks, Blacky. Wanna try and get Asmo to take a hit?"
Asmodeus rolled his eyes. "Hey, Bluened. Don't you have a job to do?"
"For me it does!" Asmo scraped a little, red splotch from behind his ear. "Blood of my enemies!" Maya sighed and facehoofed. "Asmo, please."
"Check behind your ear," Raven butted in. "Hey, mom. How hard does the kid throw?" "Just a little." Maya pulled back her lip, showing one of her...
"Now if you've got the skill, you can pack it into the bowl, Black dude." Maya set the water pipe down on the bar. Raven, meanwhile, waited to...
Maya grabbed Asmo, shoved her hoof into his throat and pulled out a little, red water pipe. Asmo coughed and gagged when it was over, stepping...
Azrael sighed. "...I can guide him myself. But we'll need to cut the adventure short. And you will need to keep my body safe." ~~~~~~ "There's...
