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"Weekends are a no-go for us," said Maya. "And I kinda fired Saber, so... Who's gonna do the bar?" Dusty shrugged. "How about Asmodeus?" "How...
Dusty floated the unconscious Assassin upstairs. Raven facehoofed and sighed. "Just don't die on me. And... Maybe try to be back for my birthday?"
"A week? But..." Her ears flopped. "Where are we going?" Dusty looked at the clock. "Oh, damn it. Closing time! It was closing time an hour ago!"
Raven nodded. "I can tell."
Raven sighed. "That was mean. Sorry." Dusty shook his head. "No life force."
"If you know how, you'll have to show me. Otherwise, I promise to take precautions to ensure nopony is hurt by the electricity."
"Idea, then. I can feed some extra magic into Azrael, then with some luck, he can give you the needed electricity."
"And how does one do that?"
"I didn't wanna be wrong and make a *squee!*ed up accusation!" Dusty waved Edmond over. "You. Come show me what you have."
Raven nodded. "I... think I suspected it... a while ago."
Raven sighed. "Nighty, don't..." "My plan was for Az to finally nut up and tell her himself," Maya said bluntly. "Now, please, dude. Let me visit...
She nodded. "Yeah, but it wasn't my place to tell."
"Of course you did." She sighed. "Well, guess he had to tell her some way..."
"Borderline Dusty persuasive I bet."
Maya let go of her head. "Persuaded my flank. He didn't even tell Raven about that."
Dusty tilted his head. "There is no way..." Maya grabbed Cricket by the head and whispered, "Cricket, dude, how the BUCK did you learn that?!"
Maya stopped in her tracks. "What."
"Done!" Dusty floated the maid out to a booth with a cider, and gave Nightshade a glass of bourbon in the process. He then walked out and stopped,...
"One moment," he called from the kitchen, "Nearly done with this. Fake memories take time." Maya followed his voice, making her way back there....
Raven nodded. "I'd hate it if you didn't, hon."
