Azrael stared forward, eyes filling with rage. "He's about ten seconds from taking a swing," Maya warned.
Xaryl, who had been watching everything silently, finally spoke up. "you mentioned rehab" Aborel looked up from the jukebox, which she had been watching as the light reflected off of it. "ooh, that sounds interesting!"
Maya set a bottle of vodka and a small bottle, containing a light green liquid on the table before Architect. "I'll charge you fifteen for the vodka and throw the potion in with it. Less suspicious that way. By the way, you never answered my question." Azrael nodded. "Yes. She mentioned rehabilitation."
"that sounds somewhat interesting. what was it for?" she asked. Etheran frowned, looking at Stuffy. "this place seems to attract beings with supernatural powers in abnormally high quantities. I think I'll stick around for a while"
Well I wouldn't say I make it. I gathered a bunch of money from working, went across Universe walls, made the account and now it collects interest.
(*instantly thinks its because of mintalls. TRiPs fault..*) Saber walks into the door. "Hello", she said walking to the bar. After seeing Architect, she asks, "May i see your card thingy?"
Maya took the card and walked over to the register, holding it lightly in her teeth. She took it in her hoof and slid it through the card reader before taking it back to Architect. "I should probably say I hope there's no blood money in that account. That's the only money I won't take."
Saber sat down patiently waiting for a turn to see it. "May i have a cider when your finished?", she asked politely, putting bits on the bar.
"Oh, hey, Saber, welcome back!" She happily poured the mare another cider and slid it to her. "Tell me, is it your twenty-first today, dude?"
Well some of my money came from repayments when I donated blood to cure a disease without messing up time and space by using magic in a non magic universe. They insisted I take the money.
"well no.. it was last week. ive been really busy", Saber replied, then turned to Arch. "well that was nice of you."
Well happy belated birthday. (Takes his card and it glows briefly. Slides it to Saber.) Here, buy yourself something? I've authorized it to pay up to 10,000 bits. Afterwards it will return to me.
"Wow, thank you guys. um.. i dont think i caught your name?" She said and asked, dumbfounded at their generosity.
