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"Mierda..." Navaja flopped back. "Well, we tried, right?" ~~~~~~ Maya shrugged. "Kinda felt an obligation to, given the circumstances. And go...
Ew, politics.
Go for it.
"Well, maybe if I ever meet up with him, I offer up one of those potions I use to keep myself so young."
"Uhh, yeah. He was the last pony being talked about."
Navaja groggily stirred back awake. "Aye... Did we win?" ~~~~~~~ "I could help him out with that," Maya offered.
*squee!*, I already sent the schnitzel.
Azrael nodded. "That, we shall do. I'll have to remember to shake his hoof when he awakens." ~~~~~~~ Raven shrugged. "Not my fault he got all old."
"We defeated Cannonball Run and an Assassin. Us! Rejoice!" He planted Shady on her hooves. ~~~~~~~ Maya giggled some. "He needs the rest. And...
Raven gave a coy laugh, holding out her hoof to collect the Bits. "Told ya!~" ~~~~~~ Azrael hurried to his hooves after the crater formed,...
Sounded promising. Azrael pulled a trick from Maya herself, leaping up just in time to deliver a Supermare Punch to Cannonball when the time was...
"What's wrong with emotions?" Asmo asked, finally clocking back in by the door.
"Might as well trust this..." Azrael turned his back to Nightshade, reared up, and bucked her chest, full force, hard enough to crack the ice...
"You better..." Azrael leapt back a few dozen feet. ~~~~~~ "We do have two kids in the room," Maya said, "so maybe tone it down?"...
"I'd still hit it," Maya said. Dusty nodded. "Agreed." Raven gave a hard core cringe. "Mom. Dad. Ew."
Azrael rolled to his hooves and turned to face Cannon. He cringed and stumbled, feeling his wounded leg take his weight. However, his leg was...
"Much sexier~" Maya commented.
Azrael didn't budge right off the bat. As if on reflex, the pain was seeming to make Azrael grip tighter. Would take something drastic to get out.
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Azrael caught the hoof and immediately attempted to yank Cannon down into the gogoplata he used to put away Navaja. If a hold was applied...
