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"What do you think, babe?" Dusty shrugged. "Why not. But we are out if Moondust is put in danger."
Maya tilted her head. "Hey, dude, I've got a kid now."
"Maya! I'm going on break!" Maya nodded. "Fine, dude, just be back soon."
Asmo perked up. "You! I'm sure you can generate something to do!"
Asmo sighed, back at the bar, by the door. "Hey, Reppy. I'm bored. Come do an adventure."
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Azrael smirked. "Fancy another round?"
Azrael chuckled. "I think I'm near enough. And I've never lost a fair fight. Not even against you."
"So ultimately, your point about elderly stoners is moot."
Navaja rolled onto his back, falling asleep soon after. ~~~~~~ Azrael nodded. "I respect the humility."
Navaja flopped onto his side next to her, facing her, panting and exhausted. "Me...Mejor que he tenido..." ~~~~~~ "Let us see you take them on,"...
Azrael huffed. "Yes, two elderly stoners, one an alicorn, and the other a master alchemist with the strength of a cannon, both ancient geniuses,...
Navaja blushed very slightly, but kept his cool, following her to the bunks. ~~~~~~ Azrael nodded. "Yes, that is what I said."
Navaja let out a yawn. "Aye. I could use a nap." Azrael smirked. "Sleep is for the weak."
Navaja nodded. "Indeed. We went from low profile assassination to loud murder, and thanks to it, I get to come on a winter cruise." ~~~~~~...
Navaja shrugged. "Not quite the way we once were." ~~~~~~ Azrael nodded. "But you did. I do believe you've earned a rest."
Navaja shrugged. "The sort of ponies that slit the necks of worse bad guys for money. So... a nice family."
Azrael shrugged. "Suit yourself. Full honesty, I was just bored." ~~~~~~ Navaja sighed. "Fine. I'll refrain from holding out on the present...
"And I have magic to hold the metal," Azrael said blandly. ~~~~~~ Navaja sighed. "Fine. I was planning to deliver my profits to the Assassins'...
"Not very much. Why do you ask?" ~~~~~~ Azrael raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong with this? It's held together."
