"Oh." Azrael nodded, staring at his bottle. "Well, apologies. I suppose I may want to buy a thing then."
Xaryl nodded, watching the dracnequus. "..... they said you might be interested in my work." she said after a moment of silence
"Well, my normal jacket was shredded last week by a manticore. I normally used it to shield myself from scorching sunlight." Azrael turned to face her. "Maybe you could come up with a suitable replacement."
Xaryl examined him closely, then nodded. "I could make one. I believe I left some of my materials and tools a little ways down the road"
My accounts from every Universe I ever visit get linked to that card. And believe me, I could pay off every single Universe's money debts and still be rich enough to do it millions of more times. Compound Interest comes in handy. My main pooled account, requires hmm, sixty two dimensions in a Bank Universe that only has 63 dimensions. But then again, that Universe is only a pocket universe, and most is objects I own and other physical assets. I also hold the deeds to said Universe and to another Pocket Universe that is technically a small dimension that I made into my home.
"So you just leave your tools sitting around?" Azrael asked curiously. Maya blinked in surprise. "Then... yeah, that's fine, I'll take your card. How the hay do you make that much money?"
"interesting. I also have a pocket dimension that I live in, and I have some money and real estate in other worlds, though I never bothered to get quite that much" Etheran commented. Xaryl shook her head. "no, they're hidden. buried, actually, beneath my camp. it would've been inconvenient to just bring them into the bar for no reason"
Suddenly waking from her day dream, Saber looks around remembering where she was. "Hm? Oh right.. the jukebox." She gets up gathering bits to use. Now at the jukebox, she starts going through the list.
The jukebox contained pretty much whatever anyone would want to listen to. Rock, electronic music, rap, classical, etc. "There's some DJ Pon-3 on there," Maya told Saber from the bar.
Suddenly, in a puff of a pink-ish blue smoke, a patchy dog appeared behind Maya. "Maya! What is this place? Do you own it!?" She asked, a crooked and *squee!*-eating grin on her face.
Glancing over to Maya, Saber replied, "Ok, Thank you." After finding a song she liked, and putting the money in the slot, a song started playing.
Maya jumped a bit and spun around, barely stopping herself from swinging at this perceived intruder. She very quickly calmed down. "Oh. Hey, Stuffy! Yeah, this is my bar. Come have a seat, dude, let's catch up." Skydust nodded to Stuffy. "Hello again." Azrael growled quietly. "This dog..."
Stuffy didn't flinch at Maya's interrupted swing, instead she nodded and poofed over to Azrael, "Miss me?"
Azrael shook his head, growling, "No." "Hey!" Maya tapped the counter in front of Azrael. "Play nice. Remember what I taught you in rehab."
Saber drank the last of her cider, and decided to head out. Getting off her stool, she said, "Well, id like to stay for another cider, but i have work tomorrow. Seeya tomorrow night!"
"Thanks, i definitely will" And with that she walked out and took off in her car, making sure to burn some rubber.
