Upon hearing talk of a potential pole which brought him back to reality, Black snickered quietly. "Hope this new bar will be even better than the old one, if at all possible..." he chimed in.
"Hypothetically," Asmo mused. "Would a stripper pole be inappropriate for, I dunno... say, a PG-13 setting? What do you think, Black?"
"Hmm..." He thought for a moment. "Maybe if it's used very infrequently and without the actual, you know, stripping. Guess that's what privacy's for."
Rose laughed, leaping up onto Navaja's back and poking him with her hoof. "Oh, sweetie, I'm always in a position to stab you in the back. I wouldn't be any good at my job if I wasn't." ******************************************************************************************* Nightshade took one last look at the bar before flying away. It had only been a couple of months since she'd first walked in, but the place had started to feel like a second home to her.
Navaja shook his head. "Want to try that again? That was not the best selling point you could have used." ~~~~~~~~ "Wait up! I'll see you at the party, guys!" Raven took off after Nightshade. Maya sighed and turned, taking her husband to go check out the plinth, searching for a switch.
*At that, the carving started glowing and the portal into the pocket dimension graveyard opened, easily big enough for ten ponies, walking shoulder to shoulder, to go through with some room on each side to spare.*
"Alright, let's see what's in here, then go get Moondust." Dusty nodded as they entered. "Of course."
*Inside was a vast plain, and the giant statue depicting the four types of ponies standing triumphant over a cowering Apophis, upon which statue were plaques for the names of those deceased*
Rose sighed. "The point I'm trying to make is that I could have killed you. But I didn't. You could have killed me, too. But you didn't. We had all of our best assassins on that battlefield today. They could have turned on each other easily. But they didn't. Both of our guilds have already proven that we can work together when we need to. So why no make it official?" ************************************************************ Nightshade slowed down to let Raven catch her. "I'm gonna have to stop by my dad's for a minute. You can come with, or you can just head for my place. I'll catch up."
"Oh wow..." Maya looked around in awe, taking everything in. "This should have taken a minute to build," Dusty commented. ~~~~~~~~~~ "I'll come with," Rave said. "But, uhh, want your thoughts on this bad idea. Maya said she wanted to spar, I can do that later, I'm thinking I have a straight-up match at the dojo. With Az."
"Well, when you put it like that..." Navaja thought it over for a few moments, then gave a light shrug. "Si. Why not."
Council: (voices heard by Maya and Dusty) One benefit of Time, Space, and Energy manipulation, we can build things directly from it. We built this to serve as a monument and graveyard for the deceased, out of the energy that was making up Representative's physical form and from a rift near your bar.
"Had like a statue in mind myself," Maya spoke back, "but that'd be nothing compared to... a whole new plane. Dude..." "You're still tripping, dear," Dusty said with a light chuckle. "I can only imagine what this feels like to you." ~~~~~~~~ Azrael sighed, turning away from the bar. "I need a smoke. And a walk. I'll be headed to the nearest train station." "Coming with," Asmo said, trotting up to join him. "Why?" Az asked bluntly. Asmo snickered. "Don't be like that, I know for a fact you could use the friendly company. I mean, buck, I still might after Sabe disappeared." "...So be it. Just don't so anything stupid on the way."
Council: For us it was still a feat...we could have just as quickly shattered our minds across Time and Space. Time, Space and thought are not as sepera....(trailing off)
Maya and Dusty sat down and listened intently. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Blacky!" Asmo waved over to the metal stallion. "Wanna come with?"
