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(~Vieral)  The pleasure district's organization made good enough sense. one side for homosex, one for heterosex, and one for anything goes. oddly, the gay side had more drug usage, and the straight side had more gambling rings.
* Tricks 's eyes lit up. This place was like home! She noted the distinctions between the sections of the district and decided to head towards the 'bi' section of the district in search of chems.
(~Vieral)  as tricks passes a gambling stall, a pony groans out in frustration, a large sack of bits passing to the stall's owner
* Tricks 's ears twitch. "Oh..oh my. Oh my my my. I sense a client..." she mutters to herself with a smile and decides to take a closer look at the gambling stall.
(~Vieral)  the griffon smooths his white plumage, making sure each feather is in the right place. he then looks to tricks, ''hey sexy, I just suddenly came into possession of a fair sum of caps. how much to rock your equestria tonight?''
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* Tricks bats her eyelashes at the griffon. My my that certainly turned out better than she though. "Depends hot stuff. What did you have in mind? 100 caps for the night but...Since its your lucky day I'll give you a discount if you show me to a nice chem stand as well."
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(~Vieral)  the gryphon smiles knowingly at tricks, ''looking for a little extra fun in the bedroom, huh? tell ya what, I'll show you the way, but I'm payin' you after we're done. deal?'' his smile turns to a smirk.
* Tricks runs her tail up the griffon's chest plummage. "Aww your such a sweetheart dear. Sounds like a deal to me hon." she says, trying to get a good look at where the griffon's caps were.
(~Vieral)  the griffon leads tricks to a small hut, obviously leaking smoke. ''The owner of this place and I are great buds.'' he then pulls the sheet metal door open for tricks, ''Mares first.''
(~Vieral)  the building itself seemed a bit shady, but there was only a perverse leer on the griffon's face, as though he's distracted by how he'd be getting laid tonight.
* Tricks gives a wink to the griffon before going through, gladly giving him a small peak at her marehood with a swish of her tail. "Oh? I bet he's got some pretty good stuff then, eh sweetbeak?"
(~Vieral)  the griffon seems to have stashed the sack in a very stupid location, right in his saddlebags behind his right wing, visible when they flap involuntarily at the view. ''seems you're all ready to go.'' he chuckles, licking his beak. as he enters the shop, the owner starts shouting at him. ''Ye daft Fleshtearer! What'd I tells ya about bringing dem hookahs in here witcha?!''
(~Vieral)  the old unicorn stallion whacks the griffon on the head with a stick ''Ye tryin' t'get me operation shut down by the guild?! where'd that leave ya then, mon? out on the street like this here hookah ye brought in!''' the stallion continues ranting in a circular manner at the griffon, who just stands patiently waiting for him to wind down.
* Tricks can't help but giggle at the old unicorn. She presses close to the griffon, just enough that her flanks touch his feathers. "So, this is your ol' friend is he?" she says to the griffon. "I hear you've got some pretty good stuff, sir. I'd like to browse your wears if you don't mind."
(Tricks) wares*
* Tricks tricks gives a small wink at the ol' unicorn at her own innuendo.
(~Vieral) once the unicorn calms down, he gives the gryphon one last crack over his beak. ''Ye shoulda came in here first, mon. almost killed th'poor thing.'' he then turns to tricks as she speaks. ''lok, rent-a-cooch, ye may be in me shop, but ye listen close.'' he leans forward.
(~Vieral)  as he leans in towards tricks, the stallion brings his stick down atop her head, shouting at her up close ''If ye go hittin on me like that agin, ye'll not get a single dose'a jet offa me!''  he then walks over to the empty counter, taking a seat behind it. ''Now, what's yer business, hookah?''
(~Vieral)  [Dash, not Jet]
* Tricks rubs her head where the stick connected. Note to self, do not hit on this ol' unicorn. She cringes, and nods her head. "O-okay. Well, to business then. What kind of uhh...things do you carry? Dash is only one of the things I was looking for."
(~Vieral)  the old unicorn pulls out a tray from the back room, loaded with hydra, buck, jet, stampede, and quite a few pills of buck. oddly, not a single mint-al in the bunch. ''pick yer poison, slut.'' he then grabs a scale, placing it beside the tray
(~Vieral)  [Dangit, it's dash and I can't believe I'm having trouble with this...]
* Tricks 's eyes nearly water at the sight of the chems. Finally something to dull the pain of her memories... she doesn't hesitate for long before picking out 1 thing of buck, a hydra needle, and a Dash enhaler. "Aww, no Med-x or Mint-Als?"
(~Vieral)  the old unicorn shuckles, ''If ye want that crap, slut, jus' go bug any ol' schmuck down the street.''
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(~Vieral)  the old unicorn points to the bottle of buck, ''That one'll cost ya 100 caps. th'rest is ninety.''
* Tricks blinks a few times at the unicorn. "...I'm sorry I think I hear that wrong...Did you say the buck was 100 caps? Thats...quite a price tag!"
(~Vieral)  the old geezer lets out a wheezing laugh, ''Oh, y'think this's jus' yer run o'thehill Buck, missy? this here's Applebuck, and me best brew of it too.'' he nods sagely, knowing that doesn't finish explaining what's so special about it.
(Tricks) "Applebuck huh?...But...I don't believe I /have/ enough for that but...I really need my buck..." she says outloud as if talking to herself. She wiggles her plot as if idly trying to decide, constantly lifting and swishing her tail to show off her marehood to the griffon. Finally she turns slowly. "Darling..." she says, running her tail up and down the feather's chest. "You've got a nice big
(Tricks) bag of caps and...well, do you think you could spare a few of those for me? Just for the Applebuck?" she says, attempting to seduce and persuade him into buying her Applebuck.
(~Vieral)  the griffon chuckles at tricks, ''Sorry babe, you'll have to get yourself them chems.'' he then grasps at her flank. ''good t'know yer heavy spending didn't put off yer appetite for fun, babe.''
* Tricks looks a bit crest fallen for a moment before nodding behind her shoulder at the merchant. "I...suppose I could use the caps I'm holding for my companions...I'm sure they wont mind..." And with that she hoofs over 190 caps for the chems.
(~Vieral)  the old stallion bonks the pair on the head, ''me store's not a bang bungalow, mon! getcher own place! and hookah, no slutting it up in me shop!'' he scoops the caps up, telekinetically pushing the pair out of the store, dropping a small ammount of other chems into the griffon's bags and slammig the door behind them.
* Tricks can't help but giggle as she rubs her head again. "Well then. Shall we have some fun?" she says giving the griffon a small smack on his ass with her tail. "Maybe...slut it up a bit? I suppose we'll need a room first wont we?". Her eyes occaisionally darting to his saddlebags.
(~Vieral)  the griffon smirks down at tricks, ''No worries babe, I got the room covered.'' a loud orgasmic cry echoes around the pleasure district, causing everypony to look up to the ceiling and it's many wing themed buildings.
* Tricks smiles. "Oh. Sounds like someone beat us to the fun. Think you can make me scream even louder sweetbeak?"
(~Vieral)  the gryphon chuckles, ''doesn't matter, I know the sounds of Bourbon's place anywhaere. hope you're not afraid of heights, babe.'' with that, he picks tricks up, flying her to Bourbon's gentlestallion's club''
* Tricks flinches a bit at the sudden lift-off. She'd never flown before but trusted he wouldn't drop her till he'd had his fun and decided it best to just keep her eyes closed during the flight.
(~Vieral)  as the griffon sets down on the landing pad outside the building, he flourishes with a talon to it's door. ''Best place for a wild night. th'only rules at this place, no forcing yourself on other patrons while they're visiting.'' he slides some caps into the outstretched hoof of a bouncer, letting himself and tricks into the building.
(Tricks) "Oh? Sounds like my kinda place." she says, trying to get a good look at the room as they enter the building.
(~Vieral)  the room is slightly dimly lit, with booths lining it, all overlooking a large expanse of cushioned floor, who's purpose is obvious by the meyyimakers there. a large crowd writhes localized to a booth to one side of the entrance, a few breaking off here and there to join other groups, who seem not to have a problem with their intrusions. ''not a bad place, huh?'' the griffon asks tricks.
(~Vieral)  the griffon chuckles pointing to the crowd, ''Looks like old Ice brough in another prized guest. lucky bastard. If I'd swung that way, I'd pound th'hell outta him just t'be in the middle of all that.''
* Tricks eyes marvel. This town...was like rolling in feathers while having caps rained down on top of you by Celestia, Luna, and Lil'Pip themselves. She snaps out of it at the griffon's comment. "Oh? Prized guest huh?" Icewing. Icewing...should that name ring a bell?
(~Vieral)  ''Yeah, Ice's some kinda celebrity out here. Bugger's been with everypony, and every griffon in th'district. doesn't even have a house. stays here every night. lucky bastard.'' the griffon grabs his bag of bits. ''Now, I'm gonna tell you m'name, and if y'don't laugh, I'll pay ya up front, babe. deal?''
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* Tricks 's eyes follow the bag of bits for a moment. She looks at the griffon for a bit, steps forwards, and plants a kiss on his beak. "Of course honey. Sounds like a deal. But I think I might be getting the better end of the stick...metaphorically and literally."
(~Vieral)  he then smirks, ''The rest of th'deal is, if ya do laugh, ya have t' take ev'ry male in this room at least once, and accept any chems they offer ya.'' he shakes the bag lightly ''so, what'll it be?''
* Tricks 's grin widens and she takes a quick glance around the room at everyone. "Just the males? I don't get to have any fun with the females?...still, a win-win I think. Sounds like a deal to me."
(~Vieral)  He snickers at tricks, ''Females count as chems t'me, babe.'' the griffin then leans forwards, ''here goes. here's my name.'' he whispers to her, "Tinklebell.'' then blushes heavily, leaning back a bit as his feathers puff out slightly.
* Tricks gives Tinklebell another kiss on his beak. "Well, its not Mr. Clop. Or Candy Stick. Or Cotton Cunt...or Mare-do-fuck...I've met a lot of strange ponies in my line of work."
(~Vieral)  Tinkle chuckles at the silly names, ''Thanks, babe. hey, I know this might be a little last minute, but, mind if I chck my winnings a sec?'' he then removes the drawstring on the sack, pulling it open to the jingle of caps... and the telltale crackle of scrap paper. ''Sonnuva Hellhound!''
(~Vieral)  ''Cheating sonnuva... look, babe. this here hoax is jus' barely worth one'a the lesser mares for hire down there. tells ya what. I'll give ya one'a the stampee shots, th'old coot gave me, and we'll be square, alright?''
* Tricks 's smile fades and she digs her face into the griffon's chest plummage to hide it...so soft...she gives a sigh. "Well, you got me up here...Sure thing sugarbeak."
(~Vieral)  tinkle passes the bag to Tricks. it's mostly filled with shredded paper, but has around 200 caps on top, and a little note saying 'SUCKER!' on it.
(~Vieral)  tinkle then rubs his talons over tricks' head, down her neck, and onto her back. ''Thanks babe. I need a little company tonight. now more than even I thought.''
* Tricks places the bag in her saddlebags and gives a practiced shiver as the talon's run down her back. "Ooooh keep that up and I'll give you more than just some company...Shall we?"
(~Vieral)  the pair move on into the crowded room, losing themselves in a night of pleasure, drinking and singing.