(Shivers) Hmmm? (Closes his mind to telepathy of any form. And puts shielding barriers around his soul.) Azrael, something doesn't feel right, am I correct in making that assumption?
"Hmmm. I can't tell. I might just be paranoid. Maybe those blows to the head did more damage than I thought."
Do you want me to take a look at your head? I can do that too. Or I can refer you to a good health care professional. They'll take care of anyone, anypony, and any species. You mention that I sent you, you'll get it all taken care of.
"I'm not prone to permanent brain damage, Architect. Damn... never mind." He returned his eyes to normal and sighed. "Maybe I should just eat some cake."
"I could show you a lot of good songs by them to cover," he suggested. "Their songs are a lot of fun to play."
Hmm, well if Nightshade turns for the worse. I'm referring her straight to the medical center I know of. I mean, it isn't too much of trouble for me, and I'll pay the bill. So if you just want to go get a quick checkup done, by all means, let me know.
Mat continues to mutter to himself in the upstairs room, pulling off the bodysuit, "... I know. Trust me... I know. Look... just wait. I... we have to get stronger, but I can't just use you for every little thing... Plus, it's extremely noticeable."
Mat walked back down the stairs, taking a look back at his cutie mark, "... Wearing that suit is a bit restrictive..." He chuckles to himself as he walks back to the bar.
Mat looked over to Az, "... Funny." He gets off the seat, taking a walk over to Azrael, looking directly up at him. "... I don't need armor."
Deep in the Everfree, beside a very ordinary tree, and under a very ordinary rock, was the hatch that led to a very extraordinary vault. The lock, designed to keep out any intruders that somehow managed to find the hatch, proved to be foal's play for the mare. Dropping a hundred feet straight down, she flared her wings and landed lightly on the stone floor. Ignoring the mountains of gold, jewels, and other treasures, she headed for a heavy iron door on the far side of the vault. Once again, the impervious lock yielded quickly to her efforts. Whistling, she stepped inside and took a good look at what lay within. "Yes... this will do nicely."
