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"Not bad..." She pointed to the rest of the band. "Keep up, I wanna hear this fully realized." The rest of the band began filling in the rest of...
Generic greetings ensue. Raven grabbed her guitar and passed it to Blackened. "Gimme a riff." "Certainly." Dusty grabbed the Lemmy components...
"Nah, you'll be fine. Come on." She led him into the studio to meet generic band members A through C. "That would be a Lemmy, or whiskey and cola."
Raven nodded. "Yup. Ready for some hoof blisters?" Dusty murred quietly. "Well, I could probably spare a moment..."
Oh hey, new musician pal for Raven!
@Pepper Mint Wanna join?
"It would seem the stool just did. Please, do pay attention."
"I just hope nopony gets hurt..." ************************* (Scene separation theft.) The most readily avaliable piece of information was that,...
"Indeed I do. That is where Raven's house presently sits."
"Yes, it's a bar." He turned his attention to the crater in the paper. "That doesn't look good."
"Is Raven... planning on donating a pond?"
Dusty raised an eyebrow. "That was something." He grabbed the paper and started do read through it.
Dusty downed a seventh and chuckled. "I feel nothing. You?"
"You say these things, dear..." He chugged down another mug.
"No. I'm old, and I've been drinking for a long time."
Dusty grabbed a second one and downed it, chuckling afterwards. "I may be small. But... well, you know."
"Sure." Dusty leaned his head back and spilled the drink down his throat.
"Pride. And five Bits."
Dusty slid her another one of the ales, then took one for himself. "Contest, drink for drink?"
"Now, that. Is absurd. No offense."
