The whimpering idiot on the floor didn't answer, and Cricket headed out and down the hall. "Let's just get back. I've got to get my kid before she drives Maya nuts. ******************************************************************** "How are you going to help me, Raven? This is who I am. Who I've always been."
"I'm sure they're fine." Asmo followed. Raven shook her head. She had become too attached. It was too late to make her not love Nightshade. "There's gotta be a way. I'm pretty sure I told you before I ain't going anywhere. That may have been the second worst thing I've ever seen, but I'm not gonna break that promise. Are you okay with taking help? For me?"
((Ridley, I'm borrowing the way you separate characters.)) Edmond: (chuckling) Very nice. There's someone you should meet if you really like puns. Too had he's not in this Universe. ******************************************************************** Xion: Well, Blackheart was it?, shall we start heading back to your camp? (Goes to get his box)
"Don't do that. Please... don't." Nightshade looked up. "Dammit, Raven, I didn't want you to see that. That was mine. I can't expect you to understand what it's like... how it feels." She stood up and whirled around, striking the tree with a punch that shook leaves and branches loose. "I don't want help. I don't want judgement. I just want... I don't know. I'd say I want understanding, but I know you never could. Nopony ever could."
"Nopony?" She chuckled. "Girl. I know who would. Remember I told you about two monsters the old ponies used to take down Azrael? Remember I told you they snapped? Went a little crazy?"
"Worked something out. I think Asshat was one of them. Stories say they were just like that. Just... 24/7."
"So even if I don't understand, that big dick does. Even if he wants to pretend he's a jerk with a lifelong heart of gold."
Black was writing more words on a scrap bit of paper that he had previously used, creating what he thought was a sufficient song for Raven. "Hey Maya," he called out, "I wrote a little material that Raven could use for her band." He slid the piece of paper over to her. "Think she'll like it?" Spoiler Nothing you say matters to us Nothing you say matters to us Buck you Speak your worthless point of view A cog in the machine Your damn words are straight up lies Continue to deceive Nothing you say matters to us Nothing you say matters to us You are a parasprite spreading disease Your life is so sad spreading lies of me Nothing you say matters to us Nothing you say matters to us Buck you Sow your seeds of ignorance You blank-flanked parasite Seems you'll say most anything to stab Me with your lies You are a parasprite spreading disease Your life is so sad spreading lies of me Reap what you sow Your words are dreck You are a parasprite spreading disease Your life is so sad spreading lies of me Assume that you know what's best (All I want to do is see) Infect me with your disease (Scribbling away on the parch') Forge your sights in front of me (Safe behind the daily read) Wishing that your tales were truth (All I know is to mislead) Nothing you say matters to us
"Hmm..." Maya tilted her head. "Think she might wanna go a little more vicious towards those Ponywood dudes? Maybe something like... So drunk on yourself, self-righteous..." She covered up Hope's ears. "A laughing stock of your own *squee!*ing stage? It'd work for those arrogant horses. I dunno, I'm not good at doing music. Ask Dusty."
Nightshade nodded. "Rules, huh? I suppose that's fair." ************************************************* A reasonable length of time passed, story-wise, and Cricket returned to the bar. "Hey, Maya. Thanks for watching Hope."
"Yeah, one second." He took out his notepad and wrote down Maya's suggestion. "That works for me. I'll go consult Dusty. Speaking of which, know where he is?"
Dusty, sitting at the bar counter, cleared his throat. "Hello." "Not a problem," Maya replied happily. "Kid didn't make a sound. Almost forgot she was here." "No murdering," Raven said simply. "That sounds pretty basic. Self Defense is fine. But please stop murdering."
"Oh, hey Dusty," he said as Dusty appeared. "Been writing something that I think Raven could use in a song. Maya's contributed to it as well." He slid the paper over to him. "Tell me what you think."
Dusty studied the lyrics for a moment. "Hmm... shall we venture to the cellar? I'd like to experiment with them."
