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"Fine, fine. Later."
"That depends how bad you want it."
Azrael rolled his eyes clear back and faced her.
"Sure, Mat." Azrael returned Steam's stare before boarding, just as cold. "Do you need something?"
"I'm sorry! It looks faceplanty!"
Raven frowned. "Jeeze! I thought you just faceplanted."
"You're kinda bad at this," Maya said, being brutally honest.
"Of course it will. I'm sure some wild animals or angry locals will be the worst possibility."
Azrael stopped at the station and looked at Starry, curious. "You're deep in thought." He had time to kill. What's her name needed time to catch up.
"Well..." She frowned. "My real family died. So that part doesn't matter. Adoptive parents know a buckton of ponies, but it was talent that got me...
Raven's mind instantly went to, oh *squee!*, she's hurt. She dashed forward to check on her. Azrael nodded. "I thought as much." "Just a thing,"...
"Probably are. Psychics are jokes."
"No you don't!" Raven dove and started catching up with her. Azrael nodded. "Right. Well, not that it pertains to you in any way, but though our...
Raven smirked and sped up, getting slightly ahead. "Welcome back," Azrael said to Winter. "I trust no explosives will be used in this visit?"...
"That's a good idea." Raven picked up her speed.
"Skydust." He extended his hoof. "Eugh." Raven winced at the area.
"Yeah. She bucking loved it."
"Right." Dusty walked to the bar and sat. "Fine, fine." Raven rolled her eyes. "Then champagne."
"Not at all," he replied to Mat. "Sometimes you simply need the strongest team around."
40G, in the red.
