"Wow, thank you!" He responded, smiling and taking the bottles. "That's real generous. Anyways, see you tomorrow!" He then took off, heading home.
Blackout paid his and Cricket's tabs and headed out, with Cricket and Hope leaving a few minutes afterward. Standing motionlessly on a cloud bank high above, a midnight blue Pegasus watched through frost colored eyes as the bar emptied out. Her long, snow white mane blew in the cool breeze that was ever-present at this altitude. A small smile formed on her lips as she pulled up the hood of her enchanted cloak and vanished from sight.
Azrael walked outside as she vanished. "Mat. If we're doing this, it's happening now. Off your ass. Out here."
Etheran frowned, then shrugged. "come on, Zeran. let's go out and watch." they said, leading her out and standing about a dozen yards to the side of Azrael
(Snaps his fingers) *A pillar of white light flares around the Zeppelin, and multicoloured orbs smash to dust on the pillar before the pillar fades, leaving a glowing aura about the Zeppelin's outer shell*
Mat exits, giving a smirk, "Alright, alright, I heard you the first time, just thinking if I should think of a plan."
"Here's a plan. Refrain from dying." Azrael took off his coat, tossed it aside, and snapped his own horn off, grunting and letting it fall to the ground. "It is now a fair fight. Maya, Dusty, Asmo and Raven gathered around to spectate outside.
Mat rolled his eyes, "... You don't know anything, do you?" His cutie mark glowed as his eyes began to radiate the earlier red.
"I know plenty." He looked him dead in the eyes. "But you've yet to learn a thing about me. Were I to utilize my magic, you would die."
Mat narrows his eyes at him, "... Whatever, if you want to handicap yourself, go ahead... Just don't complain when you realize you shouldn't have."
"You say these things. You call it a handicap, I call it not bringing a nuclear bomb to a hoof fight."
