FoE PNP Group 9 Session 9

[18:40] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  *** PnP Group Number Nine: Session 9 ***
[18:42] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  With their pockets full of caps from Mr. Fang's haul, our heroes were directed by a few passerby to the "Fishermare's Wharf", a large, open marketplace on an old rickety dock. There's pretty much everything here.
[18:44] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  In the way of weapons, however, it looks like there's only a single dealer. One of Radiance's ponies dressed in causal clothes peddled weapons and other bullet type things. There's a loading bench outside his shop.
[18:44] * Challenger trots up to him and paruses his wares.
[18:45] * Desert_Eagle trots right behind him, intent on getting himself some ammo to make more ammo.
[18:46] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The dealer smiles at Deagle and Challenger. "Hello, hello. Looking for some ordinance?"
[18:46] * Strifer strolls about in the marketplace with the intent of getting liquids, drugs and a shotgun shell.
[18:47] <Challenger> "Looking for 10 mil rounds and some forty four rounds.
[18:47] <Challenger> "
[18:49] * Desert_Eagle nods. "And ah'm lookin' t' get muh bardin' repaired." He says, pulling out his Stable 199 Security Barding
[18:49] * Cloudy_Breeze goes looking for a merchant who sells armor. After that terrible fight, she needs something stronger.
[18:49] <Challenger> "Oh that reminds me, I need some repair work done on my pistol too."
[18:50] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The pony nods and opens a case built into his stall. Boxes of ammo are neatly arranged in the shelf. "Then I'm your buck. Let's take a look at it." He lays the armor on the table and pulls out some tools. "Whew. This is in rough shape, there. What's a Knight like you doing with barding like this?"
[18:51] <Desert_Eagle> "I's what ah was usin' b'fore ah became a Knight. Saved muh flank more times than ah c'n remember."
[18:51] * Lollygag strolls aimlessly through the market, she briefly looks over at the weapon stand where the others are gathered but saves it for later as she goes to look for a tailor, and one of her hooded friends.
[18:51] * Challenger buys half the 10mm rounds and all the .44 rounds, giving the latter to Deagle. "Those work for making ammo for my rifle?"
[18:52] * Desert_Eagle nods. "Sure will."
[18:52] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Lollygag does indeed spy a tailor's shop. A squat wooden building labelled "Second Hoof's Custom Outfitters". The door is open.
[18:55] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The dealer looks the armor over. "Repairs are gonna run you about... Six hundred, sound good?"
[18:56] * Desert_Eagle nods. "Yep, an' ah'll buy th' rest o' yer 10mm rounds too." He says, pulling out his caps.
[18:57] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The dealer takes the caps and pulls the armor behind his table. "Come pick this up in an hour or two. Should be all fixed by then." He slides the bullets out and feeds them into pistol magazines.
[18:58] * Lollygag trots carefully into the shop and looks around, "Ah, excuse me..."
[18:58] * Desert_Eagle nods. "Thank yah kindly sir."
[18:59] * Challenger nods his thanks to the vendor, then turns away to see what else the market has to offer.
[18:59] * Desert_Eagle stuffs the ammo into his bags and trots after Challenger.
[19:00] * Cloudy_Breeze is still looking for an armor dealer.
[19:01] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  An elderly pony looks up from his bench. He's hunched over a sewing machine, stitching up a tear in a suit coat. "What? Who's there?"
[19:02] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Cloudy_Breeze sees the tailor, or the pony that just took Desert's armor would be the places to visit.
[19:02] * Desert_Eagle looks for an ammo bench to make ammo upon!
[19:03] * Strifer is on the lookout for a shoe vendor, the pony kind.
[19:03] * Cloudy_Breeze decides it's probably a better idea to visit the pony who looks like they're dealing in more... combat based attire. No offense to Lolly or the tailor.
[19:03] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Desert_Eagle finds one right outside the stall he just visited.
[19:04] * Lollygag trots a little closer to the old pony, "Um, hello, sir. I was looking for a new jacket, I do hope I'm not disturbing you."
[19:04] * Desert_Eagle heads to the one next to the vendor, cause there's one there. "Alright Chal, ah'll get t' makin' yah some ammo." He says, pulling out the 22 .44 rounds and starting to break them down.
[19:05] * Challenger sits down and watches Deagle, interested.
[19:07] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Strifer sees a store that appears to specialize in sports equipment. Baseball bats, boxing shoes, and other cool stuff. The old stallion in Second Hoof's shakes his head and sighs. "No, no... It's fine. Come here." He beckons.
[19:11] * Strifer snorts and enters the sports store, taking a look around. "Oi, anypony here that knows where I can get this thing sharpened?" She lifts her hoof that has the spiked ponyshoe, eyeing whoever might be in the store.
[19:12] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Desert_Eagle's skill at the reloading bench pays off, even if he does make a mistake or two.
[19:12] <Challenger> "Well that was neat."
[19:13] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  A big stallion in a uniform a few sizes too small for him approaches Strifer and nods. "I can help you over here, Miss."
[19:14] * Desert_Eagle gives Challenger 18 .36 Special rounds after several minutes of cursing and nearly setting the table on fire. "Here yah go Chal!"
[19:14] * Cloudy_Breeze walks up to the pony who repaired Deagle's armor and asks, "What d'ya got in strong armor? What ah got just ain't cuttin' it."
[19:15] <Challenger> "Thanks, bud. But I don't think they'll appreciate the scorch marks."
[19:15] * Desert_Eagle shrugs. "Eh, ain't muh table, don't care."
[19:15] * Strifer turns and grins at the stallion. "Of course you can big guy.." She says with a smirk. Trotting over, eyeing the stallion up and down as she aproaches.
[19:15] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The dealer looks her over and smiles. "Well, it's not quite as pretty as what you've got, but yes, yes I do."
[19:15] * Desert_Eagle is now known as TicTac
[19:16] * TicTac is now known as TicTac|AFK
[19:16] * Lollygag gives her best, uneasy smile and trots a little closer to the old stallion, "Well I um... I need a new suit jacket... this one... kinda got shot..."
[19:17] * Challenger puts the ammo away, then wanders about the market, Deagle in tow.
[19:17] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The sports pony blinks and fidgets a little. "Right... Here," he says, producing a file and putting it in his mouth. He motions for Strifer to put her hoove on a small wooden block so he can reach it better.
[19:18] * Challenger keeps an eye out for the rest of his group as he wanders.
[19:19] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The tailor's eyes go wide when he sees Lolly's bloody jacket. "Sweet Luna! What happened?" He says, alarmed. He hushes Lolly into the back of his store and begins removing her coat. A few measuring tapes wrap around Lolly's body and measure her.
[19:21] * Lollygag squeaks in surprise at the treatment, fidgeting against the measuring tape, "A-ah it... it's no big deal... really! J-just got into a misunderstanding..."
[19:21] * Strifer slowly makes her way over, putting the hoof up on the wooden block. She can't help but surpress a small giggle seeing the stallion fidgeting. Her grin widens as she eyes the uniform of the stallion. "Fucking nice suit you have got there.."
[19:23] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The pony shakes his head. "Oh no no no! This was a fine jacket miss! A Gait & Sons at that! Simply amazing! And you ruined it!" He frowns a little, trotting over to the other jackets in his collections, the measuring tapes hovering by his side.
[19:24] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The hoof sharpener fidgets a little more. "Oh... sorry, it's my first day. They didn't have one in my size." He continues to file the spikes, buffing them with a polish rag.
[19:28] * Lollygag keeps fidgeting, "Well I can't help it if the ponies didn't like what I had to say! If you ask me, they were quite rude for shooting me, so it's hardly my fault."
[19:28] * Strifer arcs her back as the big pony works, stretching it for a while, standing up again she cracks her neck, leaning down towards teh hoof sharpener with a smirk and whispers into his ear. "Once you are done, how about we get you our of that uniform and make you more comfortable..."
[19:30] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The sharpener blinks, does a double take and adjusts his collar. "E-excuse me?"
[19:31] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The tailor shrugs and produces a few suits and a few matching bowties. "Any of these look acceptable? You obviously have an excellent taste, ma'am, would you like to pick one yourself, perhaps?"
[19:31] * Strifer deadpans. "You, me, sex, in the back."
[19:33] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion stops polishing and looks around for his supervisor. "I'm not... supposed... um... okay..." He goes back to shining her shoes as quickly as he can.
[19:34] * Strifer gives the stallion a gentle nibble on the ear. "Good boy.." She says with a smirk.
[19:36] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion goes rigid. "S-s-sure... Miss... follow me..."
[19:36] * Lollygag blushes a little and points a hoof at the suit in pinstripes, "Y-you're far too kind, s-sir. And um... I'll go with that one, please."
[19:37] * Strifer grins wide and follows the stallion.
[19:40] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion leads Strifer to a back room filled with boxes while the tailor smiles and looks at the tattered remains of Lolly's old suit. "Promise me that you won't get this one shot up too. Although... Hmmm." he rubs his chin with a hoof.
[19:42] * Challenger sees Strifer disappear, and shakes his head, wanders on.
[19:44] * Lollygag nods, "Well I promise to try my best, sir... it's not like I really enjoy getting shot... Although?"
[19:45] * Challenger heads over to the sign that says Apothecary.
[19:45] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The arms dealer returns with what little armor he has left. "Sorry, had to dig pretty deep for that stuff. Anything strike you?" he asks Breezy.
[19:47] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The tailor rubs his chin more, but waves a hoof and dispells the thought. "Nah, I was just thinking of ways we could reinforce this... but that'd be far too obtrusive."
[19:48] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The Apothecary stall is manned by a single stallion in a hooded sweatshirt. Currently, he's shooting the breeze with another pony dressed like him. He waves her off when Challenger approaches.
[19:48] * Challenger trots up and looks at the wares.
[19:48] * Cloudy_Breeze frowns. She could make better herself... "Uhh... ah think... Just give me the best quality leather ya got. Ya sell ammo too, right?"
[19:49] * Lollygag nods again, "Y-yeah, probably for the best, although, can I keep the old tie? It's a bit sentimental."
[19:51] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Challenger sees a whole bunch of unassuming liquids in unassuming bottles. The stallion smiles. "Hello." is all he says. The tailor nods and cleans the tie up a little before floating it back.
[19:51] <Challenger> "I'm looking for some healing potions."
[19:53] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The Apothecary nods. "Sure. 30 caps for one. Buy five and get the sixth free."
[19:54] * Cloudy_Breeze also asks, as a second thought, "Got any repair kits ah can buy, too?"
[19:54] <Challenger> "You got a deal on the five for six. I'll take it." Hoofs over the appropriate amount of caps.
[19:54] * Lollygag puts on her best smile, "So, how much do I owe you, sir? If there's anything left salvageable from my old jacket I'd like to trade it in."
[19:55] <Challenger> wait...
[19:55] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  "Pleasure doing business." The stallion chuckles. Meanwhile, the dealer nods and produces a pair of small tool kits. "Yes ma'am. That'll be 40 for the pair, or 25 for a single."
[19:56] * Strifer forcefully kisses  the stallion and drags him down on the floor to give him the time of his life..
[19:56] * Cloudy_Breeze hoofs over the 40 for the pair, along with the 186 for the armor and ammo.
[19:57] * Strifer and perhaps a few STDs. :I
[19:57] * Challenger puts the potions away. "So what else you got?"
[19:58] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion looks a little more serious. "What else are you looking for?" Elsewhere, the tailor hmms. "Well, I'd say about six hundred for the suit... but becase I can tell that you're going to wear it properly... four hundred and fifty."
[19:59] <Challenger> "Well, you seem to have alot of unlabeled bottles here. What's in them?"
[20:01] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion leans on the countertop. "If you don't know, then I don't think I have anything else for you."
[20:01] * Cloudy_Breeze asks the pony, "Ya got a workbench ah can borrow?"
[20:02] <Challenger> "Now that's not a way to keep customers, is it?"
[20:03] * Lollygag nearly falls over, "F-four fifty!? There's no way I could afford that..."
[20:03] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The arms pony blinks and fumbles around under his stall. "Hope you don't mind setting it up, but here." He hefts a collapsable table from under the counter. There's a nice box for all the tools on the side.
[20:04] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The tailor hmms. "Well Miss... I can tell that you've fallen on hard times... what can you afford? Can you work?"
[20:05] * Cloudy_Breeze sets up the collapsable workbench and gets to work repairing her gun.
[20:07] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The apothecary snorts. "I assure you, I have plenty of customers."
[20:07] <Challenger> "How many have platinum bars to trade?"
[20:08] * Lollygag shakes her head and trots over to her old jacket, picking it up carefully and tucking it back into her saddlebag, "I'm actually trying to get into my own line of work... sorry about that. Maybe I'll come back once I've hit it big." She trots slowly out of the store to continue looking for the Gardens ponies, or a bookstore.
[20:09] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The hooded pony raises an eyebrow. "Platinum? No shit. Show me." The tailor chews his hoof. "I'm terribly sorry miss."
[20:11] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Lolly spots Challenger talking to a very familiar looking pony in a hoodie.
[20:11] * Challenger picks one bar out of his bag and sets it on the counter, but leaves a hoof on it protectively. "I just offloaded 5 more just like it, all genuine and tested. Now, you gonna tell me what else you got, or am I taking my business elsewhere?"
[20:11] * Cloudy_Breeze finishes up and returns the workbench to the pony. "Thanks. Ya got any duct tape ah can buy?"
[20:12] * Strifer is not very quiet.
[20:13] * Challenger ignores the loud pony.
[20:13] * Lollygag wanted to kick something after that, but spotting the Gardens pony brought a smile back to her face.
[20:14] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The apothecary grins. "You don't look like a Dash head, buddy. Spend that bar on something worth it." He pushes the bar and Challenger's hoof back. The arms dealer blinks again. He has a few (3) rolls, and is kind of surprised that anypony would buy it. He says it'll be seven caps a roll.
[20:14] * Lollygag adjusts her bowtie, as that was all she'd bothered to put back on, and trots up, "Oh, hello Challenger, what are you doing over here?"
[20:14] * Challenger puts his bar away. "Apparently meeting a competitor of yours."
[20:16] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The apothecary grins wider. "Competitor? Hardly. How have you been, Lollygag?"
[20:16] * Challenger snorts n moves on.
[20:16] * Lollygag gives the biggest smile she can to the Gardens pony, "I've been doing much better, how are things going for you?"
[20:18] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion extends a hoof. "Keeping well, I guess. Can you believe all this?" He asks, pointing his other hoof at the pegasi in the air.
[20:21] * Lollygag follows his gesture to look up at the pegasi scouts, "It's a huge mess... Seems like something bad is going on and we're all going to be stuck in the middle..." She shakes her head, "I wanted to see you about business though."
[20:22] * Cloudy_Breeze hoofs over an additional 21 caps for the tape.
[20:23] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion nods. "Of course. What can I do for you?" The arms dealer accepts the caps and takes his table back. "Pleasure doing business Miss. Please, come back any time." He says with a smile.
[20:25] * Lollygag smiles, "Well, I could use some Dash, Buck, and Fixer, if you have any. I'd also like to buy some more blue and green herbs, if you'd be willing to part with them."
[20:29] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion tugs on his shirt strings a little. "I can do the chems... but I'm afraid certain ponies weren't happy with me giving our herbs away like that. But..." He motions for her to come closer.
[20:30] * Cloudy_Breeze leaves with her newly acquired stuff, and looks for the others.
[20:30] * Lollygag 's face falls, "Oh... so they were... I was afraid of that..." She slowly trots up a little closer.
[20:32] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  He whispers, "I know where you can find a /ton./"
[20:36] * Lollygag nods very sightly, "I would really appreciate it if you could tell me, please."
[20:36] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The apothecary scratches his chin. "Got a map?"
[20:37] * Strifer leaves the sports store after a while, without paying any caps, of course, she has a huge grin on her face. Flicking her tail back and forth and whisteling she starts to search for a place where she can repair the holes in her armor. Shooting mad grins at any onlookers.
[20:38] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Desert Eagle, who has been there the whole time, nods. "Ah got a map."
[20:40] * Challenger spots Strifer coming out, tries to wander away from her.
[20:41] * Cloudy_Breeze makes her way over to Challenger and whoever else is hanging around.
[20:42] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The apothecary scrolls around for a while and finds what he's looking for. He motions Lolly over. "Here. It's an old Stable-Tec place. There were so many herbs and plants there, we didn't have enough room to carry all of it."
[20:42] * Lollygag looks at the map on Deagle's pipbuck and just sighs, "There's no way we'll be able to get there any time soon..."
[20:43] * Strifer smirks and shouts after Challenger. "Oi, Tincan, where the fuck are you going?!" She starts making her way after him.
[20:43] <Lollygag> "... but thank you anyways..."
[20:43] * Challenger grimaces. "Nothing you'd be interested in. Done being a slut for the day?"
[20:46] * Strifer smirks, leaning her head to the side. "Why.. You interested?"
[20:46] * Challenger scoffs. "Like you'd ever get that lucky."
[20:48] * Strifer grins even wider, flicking her tail. "That wasn't a no, big guy. All you have to do, is to fucking ask."
[20:49] <Challenger> "Think I'd have to get you cleaned out completely before I'd even consider it. Not sure I want what you got."
[20:49] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion frowns a little. "You're quite welcome... How much do you need?" He asks, trotting into the back of the stall fetching her drugs.
[20:49] * Cloudy_Breeze joins Challenger and Strifer. "Y'all got what ya came for?"
[20:50] * Challenger nods. "I'm satisfied. Can't say the same for Strifer's trick."
[20:51] * Strifer "Hah! So you do want a fuck after all!" she punches Challenger on the shoulder. Turning to Cloudy. "Need my barding fixed, and a shell for whatever the fuck this is.." She  holds up her powerhoof encased leg. "..And a check up aparantly."
[20:53] * Cloudy_Breeze gives an odd look at that last thing. "...right. If ya let me have a look, maybe ah can do somethin' with that barding. Prob'ly need a bench though."
[20:56] * Strifer glances at Challenger and smirks before turning to Cloudy again. "What you can fix this shit, sure lets find a bench and get that done with. I want to get to the part where Im wasted and not giving a fuck." She twitches and one of her ears drop to its side.
[20:56] <Challenger> "Because she's already given plenty of fucks today, and she wants to save them for the weekend."
[20:57] * Strifer bumps a her flank into Challengers. "Fuck me, a joke! From the Tincan, who would have thunk it!" Still grinning like a madmare.
[21:02] * Lollygag is now known as Lollygag---break
[21:02] * Cloudy_Breeze isn't gonna touch this conversation with a mile-long pole. "...Let's find a bench, then."
[21:03] * Challenger follows silently.
[21:03] * Strifer nods at Cloudy_Breeze. Following her to to whatever place the workbench was at.
[21:09] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  There's a bench in the corner of the wharf. Yay.
[21:09] * Strifer spots a Workbench at the edge of a shed. Fancy that. "Can't we fucking use that one?" cocking her head against the bench.
[21:10] * Cloudy_Breeze trots over toward it. "Alright! Set it down there and ah'll get to work!"
[21:11] * Challenger looks around, having nothing better to do.
[21:12] * Strifer wiggles out of her barding and puts it on the table with her mouth. "Thats some pretty cool looking holes though, perhaps I should just fucking keep it this way!" She says, waving a hoof at the barding.
[21:12] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Challenger sees ponies bustling about, buying stuff. A few of Radiance's guards have moved into the marketplace.
[21:13] * Challenger isn't sure he likes the sight of the guards.
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[21:25] * Strifer dons the gray hoodie she "aquired" from the dealer pony back at the rig. "Getting some more shit, don't ruin my barding or Ill fuck you up!" She grins and leaves in search for the store selling ammo. Hoodie pulled up, of course..
[21:26] * Challenger trots over to a food shop and buys some food.
[21:27] * Cloudy_Breeze shrugs and takes the armor with her when she finishes repairing it. She joins Challenger in looking for some food to stock up on.
[21:28] * Challenger picks up some carrots and a few apples.
[21:28] <~SpencerDespenser|GM> There are dozens of food shops everywhere. Seriously.
[21:29] * Strifer enters whatever place selling ammo. Rolling her head she moves up to the counter and puts her powerhoof ontop of it. "I need whateverthefuck that goes into this one." She states plainly. Grinning wide.
[21:30] * Challenger does not get apples.
[21:30] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The armspony nods. "Sure. So, what do you do know that the old bastard's dead?" he asks, nonchalantly.
[21:33] * Strifer can't help but give a laugh. "Yeah, heard that he got fucked up pretty good. Right now I do whatever I can to make some fucking caps, but, thats not really any of your business now is it. Ammo. Now."
[21:34] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The pony frowns a little. "Just trying to make conversation, Lady. Chill."
[21:38] * Strifer shrugs. "Alright, I get that, thats cool. I just want my fucking ammo, thats all. And some information, if you can provide it of course." She says with a grin.
[21:40] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  He nods. "You bet. Looks like you need some shells." He hoofs over a box. "2 caps for one."
[21:44] * Strifer looks at the box, then up at the pony. "Ill just take the box." Putting a gem on the table she says. "Tell me where I can sell these fuckers, and I -might- give you some."
[21:45] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The pony scratches his mane. "I have /no idea/, Lady. Sorry. Did you try the bank?" He shrugs.
[21:47] * Strifer frowns. "Usless.. Fucking usless.." She mumbles, putting the caps on the table, picks up the box and leaves, to buy wine and cram. Mmm cram...
[21:47] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The pony makes some rude gestures as she leaves. Well /excuse/ me, princess.
[21:49] * Strifer buys wine and cram at one of the food stores. Then she trots around in search for her frie-  Barding.
[21:50] * Cloudy_Breeze by this time has wandered back to the center of the marketplace.
[21:51] * Challenger is standing by a stall looking bored.
[21:53] * Strifer moves about the marketplace for a while before spotting Cloudy_Breeze. Trotting up to her. "Oi, Turkey  did ya manage to get my barding fixed?"
[21:54] * Cloudy_Breeze nods and hoofs her the repaired barding.
[21:55] * Strifer smirks. "What, no fucking payment or nothing. Well, your loss.." She takes the barding and puts it on ontop of the hoodie.
[21:56] * Cloudy_Breeze shrugs. "Ya don't do good ta us dead."
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[22:02] * Strifer gives Cloudy a curious look. "Not sure what Im good for you alive, but whatever, right?" She says with a laugh and grin. Moving closer to the pegasus. Whispering in her ear "Except drinking you under the table perhaps."
[22:02] * Challenger smirks, remembering that.
[22:04] * Cloudy_Breeze counters with, "Ya make a nice, big target."
[22:05] * Strifer looks the pegasus up and down and smirks "So does your ass.."
[22:06] * Cloudy_Breeze returns a glare. "Didn't know ya were so int'rested."
[22:07] * Challenger walks away back toward the inn
[22:08] * Strifer snickers. "Its not like I can avoid it, its humongus. You just cant fucking miss it!" She spots Challenger and starts following him. Giving a wink back to Cloudy she wiggles her rear at the pegasus before speading up to catch up with Chal.
[22:10] * Cloudy_Breeze tries to ignore the comments and follows.
[22:14] * Challenger looks at the inn, then at the bar.... decisions...
[22:16] * Strifer walks up, standing next to challenger. She twitches and giggles, looking up at the sky.
[22:16] <Challenger> "What you lookin at?"
[22:17] * Strifer grins, keep looking up. "The clouds."
[22:17] * Challenger looks toward the bar. "Got a thing for clouds, do you?'
[22:19] * Strifer sighs and let the grin drop slightly. "No.. I just like them." Her tail flicking and one of her ears droping again.
[22:20] <Challenger> "What for? All they do is get us wet and block out the sun. Be nice if somepony got rid of them for a while."
[22:22] * Strifer just stares for a while before looking down again, over at the bar. "You know what, you are right. Lets just ignore the fucking clouds and get a drink." She snorts and starts moving towards the enterance.
[22:23] * Challenger smirks. "First thing you've said all day I agree with."
[22:27] * Strifer enters the bar next to Challenger. Glancing over. "Yeah well, I aint fucking impossible Chal. You and your locked up personality just need to realise that. Fucking live a little and you might get me." She hops up at on a chair/bench/whateverponiesuse at the counter.
[22:27] * Challenger sits down beside Strifer. "You're assuming I'm interested. Never assume."
[22:31] * Strifer orders a bottle of wine for herself, taking a swig directly from the bottle. "I guess you aint then. A shame, really, would be some fucking fun that."
[22:31] * Challenger orders a whiskey bottle n takes a swig. "Would it now. How'd you figure?"
[22:35] * Strifer smirks. "Steel Ranger and a drug addict, even you can see the fun in that." She says, gently shoving  a hoof at Challenger.
[22:36] * Challenger smirks. "Maybe. And maybe I'm just lookin for a more opportune time. You being freshly used isn't what I'd define that as."
[22:37] * TicTac|AFK is now known as TicTac
[22:38] * Strifer snorts and laughs before taking another swig of her drink. "Hah! So you acctualy in then, well fuck me. So I just need to fucking wash up for the prude ranger eh? I can live with that.." She says with a grin.
[22:40] * Challenger chuckles, imagining a cleaned-up Strifer. "Wouldn't that be a sight."
[22:42] * Strifer snickers facing Challenger. "And to please your fetish I guess I should paint myself black and white too? Yeah, I fucking saw you oogling over that fucking whore.." She takes a big swig of the bottle, almost emptying it.
[22:43] * Challenger takes a shot of whiskey. "Yeah I looked. what's your point?"
[22:43] * Challenger ([email protected]) Quit ( Quit: Oops. My brain just hit a bad sector )
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[22:45] * TicTac is now known as Desert_Eagle
[22:46] * Strifer smirks. "No point, just fucking saying." She shrugs and downs the rest of her drink.
[22:46] <Challenger> "Bet you looked too."
[22:48] * Strifer laughs as she is finishing the drink, spilling some of it out on the counter and floor, she coughs before saying. "Pffft- Chal! Of course I fucking looked! Who the fuck woulnt, flanks like that. Fuck me.."
[22:49] * Challenger finishes his drink. "Yeah. Either way, she took off. Lost her shot."
[22:54] * Strifer orders another wine. "Yeah, bet she is fucking regretting that now.. Oh the fun we could have had."
[22:55] * Challenger nods, feeling slightly tipsy.
[22:59] * Challenger ([email protected]) Quit ( Ping timeout: 121 seconds )
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[23:04] <Challenger> "So. Raider pony. Why all the drugs?"
[23:06] * Strifer glances at Challenger, taking a slow sip of her drink, putting it down. Her face a blank expression. "Because I need them."
[23:06] <Challenger> "Why?"
[23:08] * Strifer frowns, looking at her bottle. "Why do you care."
[23:09] <Challenger> "Told you. I care about my squad. You haven't walked off yet. Makes you part of it."
[23:11] * Strifer slams a hoof at the counter. "I aint in your fucking squad!" She says between gritted teeth.
[23:11] * Challenger gives a side long look at Strifer. "So what do you call it then?"
[23:14] * Strifer glances back at Challenger. "Fuck if I know, I'm here cause I have nothing better to do, cause Its fucking funny to mess with you lot." She twitches and one of her fronthooves shakes.
[23:14] * Challenger orders another drink and takes a shot. "Still haven't answered my question."
[23:16] * Strifer snorts and takes another drink. "Which one?"
[23:17] <Challenger> "First one. About the drugs. Work off the assumption I just care."
[23:21] * Strifer "I don't fucking know when, but you might have guessed by now. I fight, a lot. The fights are.. A bliss, when I have the drugs. Thats fucking it. Get drugs to kill to get drugs..." She takes another swig of her drink, mumbling. "Can't fucking remember anything else anyway.."
[23:22] <Challenger> "Sounds kinda dumb if you ask me."
[23:24] * Strifer shrugs. "So Im a addict, who gives a fuck."
[23:25] * Challenger takes a swig. "You know, you might be alot less angry if you weren't addicted."
[23:27] <Strifer> "Yeah, and you might loose the fuck up if you where addicted. Whatever, I dont fucking want to quit the stuff, even if I could."
[23:28] <Challenger> "I'm already addicted..."
[23:31] * Challenger takes another shot of whiskey... a long one.
[23:33] * Strifer shrugs. "So we are both fucked up, who isnt around here. Its the fucking wasteland, it takes everything we have and just destroys it for its own pleasure Why the fuck should we be any different, right?"
[23:34] <Challenger> "Yeah... fucking wasteland and all the assholes in it..."
[23:35] * Strifer nods. "Yeah, like that fine, fine Zebra ass." She smirks, taking another long drag of her bottle of wine.
[23:36] <Challenger> "Oh I'da hit that... took it all the fucking way..." Takes another drink and burps, properly drunk now.
[23:38] <Strifer> "Oh Id make her squirm so much.. Fucking wasteland, ruining all the fun..." Finishing her second bottle. Flicking her tail back and forth.
[23:39] <Challenger> "Woulda made her scream like a whore... Heh she's probably used to that."
[23:42] <Strifer> "Yeah.. Yeah.. She totally was, could see it on her. Something with the flanks, stupid sexy flanks." She snorts and leans against Challenger, completely smashed.
[23:42] <Challenger> "Fuck her and her sexy flanks... I got better right around here... somewhere..." Looks around drunkenly, finds strifer.
[23:46] * Strifer raises a hoof in the air. "Yeah, fuck her!" Her tail flicks about, she leans to look up at Challenger giving him a smirk. "You are fucking funny drunk." She says breaking into a giggle.
[23:46] * Challenger giggles. "Am I? I'm used to bein such a hardass. I have to be. Its all I ever known."
[23:51] * Strifer smirks, leaning further against Challenger, putting a hoof around his neck, biting down firmly, playfully at his ear. "Told ya to get that  flagpole out of your ass, It will kill you one day. The steel ranger shit just dosn't suit you, I have to get you drunk more often.."
[23:52] * Challenger blushes. "Trust me this wont happen often."
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[23:56] * ChanServ sets mode +qo SpencerDespenser|GM SpencerDespenser|GM for #FruityRumpusAssholeFactory
[23:57] * Strifer "Trust me, it will." she grins, pulling Challenger closer and kisses him forcefully.
[23:57] * Challenger looks surprised but doesnt fight it
[23:58] * Desert_Eagle trots in right then. "Oh what th' fuuuuck." He trots back out.
[23:59] * Strifer pulls out, slowly. Grining at Challenger she smacks one of his flanks. "Very often.."

[00:00] <Challenger> "...fine."pulls Strifer into another kiss
[00:01] * Lollygag---break is now known as Lollygag
[00:02] * Cloudy_Breeze is taking a nap somewhere closeby. She WAS with Challenger and Strifer after all.
[00:03] * Strifer wraps both her frontlegs around Challenger and returns the kiss with equal force. Stroking the Spiked ponyshoe at his back. One of her rearlegs trembling.
[00:04] * Desert_Eagle decides to stand outside the door to the bar, and wait until they were, uhm, finished.
[00:04] * Challenger pulls back from the kiss. "Think we need somewhere quieter."
[00:05] * Strifer smirks and winks. "What.. You don't want to do it here?"
[00:06] <Challenger> "No offence to your fetishes but I'm not into random ponies watching."
[00:07] * Cloudy_Breeze is napping, not watching. Silly Challenger.
[00:07] * Strifer giggles. "I was fucking kidding Tincan." She leans in and whispers. "But i won't be quiet..."
[00:07] * Challenger would note that we're in a bar, possibly crouded.
[00:07] * Challenger smirks n lets Strifer down to her hooves. "After you then."
[00:08] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  As Desert_Eagle passes the time, a few royal guard ponies pass by. At first, the simply nod and walk a little faster. One of the lager ones does a doubletake and the others stop. On a side note, the bar is rather crowded.
[00:08] <Challenger> ((SEE!!))
[00:09] * Strifer slides out of the chair and smirks. "The fucking inn, then.. Cmon big guy." She stumbles forward towards the door.
[00:09] * Desert_Eagle nods to the guards. "Nothin' t' see 'ere fellas, move along."
[00:09] * Challenger follows, chuckling to himself. "The fucking inn... sounds like a brothel.."
[00:10] * Lollygag pays the drug pony with a resigned sigh, also picking up a pair of potions before heading off to find her companions.
[00:10] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The guard in front stops. "No, not at all, Knight. We need your help." He trots forward.
[00:11] * Strifer slams the door open and starts heading for the inn. Waving a hoof at Challenger as she passes by, looking back at Challenger she just smirks waiting for him to catch up. Walking alongside him to the inn.
[00:11] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The drug pony tosses Lolly another vial of Dash. "Here, on the house. You have a nice day, Lolly."
[00:12] <Strifer> at Deagle*
[00:12] <Strifer> ((dammit))
[00:12] * Challenger stumbles a little but catches up quickly, leaningdown to nibble an ear.
[00:13] * Desert_Eagle nods to the guard. "With what?"
[00:13] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The guard looks around and motions for Desert to follow him back inside. "Something... very, very important."
[00:14] * Strifer tuggs at the ear. Flicking her tail as she moves unsteadily.
[00:14] * Desert_Eagle trots after the guard.
[00:14] * Lollygag catches the Dash and smiles lightly, "Oh, did you find any clients for the drug I gave you afterall?"
[00:15] * Challenger keeps the drunk pony upright. "You gonna make it or do I gotta carry ya?"
[00:16] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion nods and tugs on his collar. He looks a little uncomfortable. "Yeah... that stuff proved... very effective with out test group. It's... It's some good shit. Here, you'll need this too." He tosses her a notebook filled with names. "The underlined ones are ponies that expressed interest in you. Check them out sometime... and tell them Grapvine sent you."
[00:18] * Strifer snorts, nibbling on Challengers neck "I fucking got this, no problem!" She keeps stumbling forward.
[00:19] * Challenger smirks, then puts his neck undrneath Strifer, lifting her up on his back. "Nah you don't."
[00:19] <Desert_Eagle> "So, what is it you need help with?" He asks the guard.
[00:20] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The guard pulls Deagle into a booth and slaps a piece of paper on the table. It's a map, from what Deagle can tell.
[00:21] * Lollygag nods and carefully tucks the notebook into her saddlebag, "I'll be sure to as soon as I can, thank you, sir. Have a good day." She bows and trots off to find the other ponies.
[00:22] * Strifer lets out a surprised yelp, her entire world spinning as she is lifted onto Challengers back. Shaking her head she wraps herself tight around his body. "Well, atleast I get a nice view.." She says looking at his rear.
[00:22] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Grapvine waves goodbye. Yeah, it's one word. Deal with it.
[00:22] * Challenger laughs as he enters the inn.
[00:24] * Desert_Eagle looks over the map/
[00:25] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  It's a map of Pier 37. It's covered in red X's
[00:25] * Strifer leans over and bites down on Challengers flank as she is carried to a room they probebly didnt even pay for.
[00:26] <Desert_Eagle> "I've seen something similar to this before. Where did you get this?"
[00:27] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion gives Desert_Eagle a confused look. "We made it ourselves, in accordance with Radiance and her troops."
[00:28] * Challenger paid for an indeffinite stay when he got the room. He helps a bit when she bites but hurries to the room, slamming the door closed behind them
[00:30] * Desert_Eagle nods. "So what 'sactly yah need help with 'ere?"
[00:31] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion pointpoints to all the spots on the map. There are X's all over the place, almost identical to Breezy's map. "We think that these terrorist attacks are... linked. But so far, we just can't connect the dots."
[00:34] * Desert_Eagle nods. "Ah'll see what ah c'n do."
[00:36] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion nods. "Do you have any leads? Any suspicious activity you need to report? What can you tell us about the ponies that foalnapped the Princess?"
[00:36] * Lollygag doesn't see the rest of the ponies around, so she heads back to the bar where they seem to gather most often.
[00:38] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The bar is still crowded, Desert_Eagle and a few ponies dressed like him are in a booth
[00:39] <Desert_Eagle> "Well, they were ghouls actually. Th' whole place was crawlin' with 'em."
[00:40] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion nods. "Ah. I see. The name 'Fester' mean much to you?"
[00:40] * Lollygag nods as she spots them and figures it's best to leave him to his own matters. So she instead trots up to the bar to order a glass of water.
[00:40] * Cloudy_Breeze is also napping in a booth.
[00:42] <Desert_Eagle> "Wait, one o' 'em was a pony. Th' rest o' 'em were ghouls. Jus' remembered that. An' no, ah reckon it don't."
[00:44] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion nods. "Fester... Son of a- Look, don't tell any pony about this, understand? This is... this could be very bad."
[00:46] <Desert_Eagle> "Hol' on. Who's this Fester yer talkin' 'bout?"
[00:47] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion looks around. "How familiar are you with family politics?"
[00:49] <Desert_Eagle> "Not very, ah'm afraid. Yah wanna go someplace else t' talk?"
[00:50] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  He exchanges quick glances with the other two Knights. "Yes. Meet us in Prahv in an hour and we'll discuss this with Princess Herald."
[00:50] * Desert_Eagle nods. "Ah'll be there."
[00:52] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallions exit.
[00:56] * Desert_Eagle takes the map and heads back to the inn to retire for the night.
[00:56] <Desert_Eagle> [err, take a nap. or something]]
[00:57] * Desert_Eagle ([email protected]) Quit ( Quit: Flaming zebras lolwut )
[01:02] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  Cloudy_Breeze's nap is interrupted by a pegasus stallion prodding her wake with his hoof. "Didn't know Radiance was paying you to sleep, rookie."
[01:03] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  awake*
[01:04] * Cloudy_Breeze jerks awake, mumbling sleepily. "Who ya callin' rookie?"
[01:05] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion is dressed in armor bearing the mark of Radiance's Legion. He points to you and sits down. "I am, rookie." He smiles slightly.
[01:05] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  You*
[01:09] * Cloudy_Breeze sits up, looking at the stallion with a little confusion, but continues. "And what's it to ya?"
[01:10] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  The stallion smirks and rests his hooves on the table. "What's the matter, you don't recognize me, Captain?"
[01:11] <~SpencerDespenser|GM>  *** Session Number Nine Ends. ***