Update 13


                                            "I want to see Starlight"

                                            >Luna's eyes glitter

                                            >"Really?"

                                            "Yes really. Take me to her"

                                            >"I don't know," Pinkie says in bored monotone, her hair deflating even more than normal. "Sounds to me like this Starlight girl knows a lot about you, but you know nothing about her. Hell, I know nothing about her"

                                            "Heh, the unknowns just make it more exciting and sexy! Imagine the look on Suns--"

                                            >You swallow the next few syllables

                                            "--that sunstruck idiot's face when the girl chasing her shows up at her doorstep!"

                                            >Pinkie looks sideways dejectedly

                                            "Don't worry, you're coming with me"

                                            >The shadows disappear from her face and you swear you saw her canines get sucked back into her lips

                                            >"Heh, it's not like I had anything else going on anyway."

                                            >Pinkie slams her fist on the bar top and yells "Berry Punch, enable kiosk mode. I'm going out for a while"

                                            >A six-foot long vertical stick on wheels unfolds itself from the wall

                                            >It beeps affirmatively and rolls to where Pinkie stood when you first entered the bar

                                            "Hey, how come you actually man the fort when you've got a working shop bot?"

                                            >"Really, Dashie?"

                                            >Pinkie runs her hands up to her chest and pushes on the cups of her tight corset, jiggling her sizable breasts

                                            "Yeah, okay. Good point"

                                            >Luna tilts her head sideways

                                            >"We do not understand-- OH!"

                                            >She blushes, her eyes inadvertently running up and down Pinkie's rather slutty garb

                                            >"Ehem, we understand why you'd get more patrons with you behind the counter"

                                            "That took a second. Are you sure you're old and ancient and all that, kid?"

                                            >Luna ignores you

                                            >"Hang on, Dashie," Pinkie says, already unlacing her corset. "Let me change into something more appropriate for combat"

                                            "Okay, don't take too long"

                                            >"You might wanna tie up your blouse too, unless you wanna flash your tits at everyone"

                                            "Ah crap--"


                                            --


                                            >Half an hour later, you're walking down the dirty street flanked by Luna in her lolita dress and Pinkie in her pink Sailor Moon cosplay

                                            >It's all adorned and prettied up like you'd expect, with a giant bow right above her tailbone and high heel boots pulled up to her knees

                                            >Her hair's still razor-straight and draped like waterfall around her shoulders, giving her an eerily sexy edgy weeaboo look

                                            >So much for 'something more appropriate for combat'...

                                            >The three of you attract a *lot* of thirsty glances

                                            >A Wallflower sleeve gawks at your party as she walks past, going as far as bending her head down to peek up Pinkie's skirt

                                            >And probably yours, too

                                            >You cling to the hem of your pleated skirt, blushing

                                            >The street you're walking on technically doesn't exist

                                            >It's definitely not on your Glim-Pad's map

                                            >The improvised walkway you're walking on stretches alongside the ominously looming security barrier, paved by the mixture whatever buildings had for their flooring before they were demolished for "safety"

                                            >The walkway itself is littered with the homeless passed out, panhandling, or masturbating in public

                                            >You see a couple of Rarity sleeves, filthy but dressed for seduction, standing around in high heels and scanning the foot traffic for potential customers

                                            >On the other side of the walkway, Party Trick Megalane is dotted with the headlights of the rush-hour traffic

                                            >A wide-eyed Rainbow Dash sleeve runs at you, drooling

                                            >"It's me, it's me! Wow, I look fucking HOT. God I wish that were me"

                                            >You push the selfcest pervert aside

                                            >She falls on her ass, keeping her eyes locked at your tits an stuffing one hand into her spats to masturbate

                                            "You know, I could call an autocab and we could get there in no time. Not to mention avoid all the perverts. Ugh"

                                            >Luna shakes her head

                                            >"We cannot risk exposing Glimmer-Sama's location to anyone. Those autocabs could be tracked"

                                            >True

                                            >After all, Slut Sunset *magically* happened to be in the very cab that you called while trying to retreat from Indigo Zap

                                            >You quietly wonder how she managed to do that

                                            >Crazy church spy stuff? Maybe

                                            >"That way," Luna points her slender finger at a narrow gap in the security barrier, far ahead

                                            >"Seriously?" Pinkie raises an eyebrow. "If we were gonna enter Low River District, my bar's literally next to a checkpoint"

                                            >"Yes, but this one's in the pockets of Glimmer-sama. It's a safe passage of sorts. As long as you stick close to us, the police won't say a thing"

                                            >The hazy sky turns orangeish red as the sun continues its descent down the invisible horizon

                                            "I'm hungry. Maybe we should've packed dinner"

                                            >"Sorry Dashie, I didn't think ahead"

                                            >Your walk in silence for a few minutes, occasionally interrupted by an unlicensed slut sleeve asking for sex or oglers getting close to lay their hands on you

                                            >Finally, you reach the southernmost checkpoint

                                            >It's surprisingly light on police presence, being staffed almost entirely by ragged locals instead

                                            >"Paid deputies," Luna comments. "They pit the people of Low River against their own. Harassing each other at checkpoints for travel papers, ratting on their neighbors for a few cents. Those poor people."

                                            >Luna gets in between you and Pinkie and holds hands with you

                                            >She struts forward, her chin raised and poised like a true royal

                                            >One of the ragged deputies holds up his hand to stop you, sees Luna, then waves you forward

                                            >"Glim'er of Hope," he mutters in a southern accent as you walk past him

                                            >"Glimmer of Hope to you too, Jackie" Luna mutters quietly

                                            >Once you're out of earshot of the police, you look at Luna

                                            "Really? Just like that?"

                                            >"Yes, but going the other ways is always more difficult"

                                            >She nods her chin to the people lined up, all waiting to have their travel docs examined at the checkpoint

                                            >Shit

                                            >Well, you're in the thick of it now

                                            >"Once we're there, Glimmer-sama's people will provide both of you with forged documents. Until then, we must stay close to streets friendly to Glimmer-sama"

                                            "What, the peaceful champion of the people have enemies here?"

                                            >"There are always those who feel their power is under threat by Glimmer-sama. Pimps, street gang leaders, and such"

                                            >"Like those types?" Pinkie darts her eyes sideways

                                            >You look

                                            >A group of men and women in tattered police uniform glare at the three of you from the other side of the intersection

                                            >"Yes, disgraced cops who were too corrupt even for the Shadowbolt City Police." Luna hisses and says "Curses, they aren't supposed to be in this street!"

                                            >One of the ex-cops steps forward and spits toothpick onto the dirty street

                                            >Coincidentally, it's a Starlight Glimmer sleeve, but with her hair done in an aggressively lesbian undercut

                                            >"Hey, you shits," she says, lazily resting her wrists from the baseball bat slung behind her neck. "Don't you know you're violating the curfew?"

                                            >You smirk

                                            "If you say so, then I guess we are. We're awfully sorry about that, officers."

                                            >The rest of the officers, 6 in total, stop what they're doing and split up flank Undercut Glimmer on both sides

                                            >It looks like a well-practiced procedure

                                            >They're definitely not some rag-tag thugs!

                                            >Undercut Glimmer growls

                                            >"Talking back, are we? You just might get bruised for that, little girl"

                                            >"Oh, I am going to LOVE this," Pinkie mutters, resting her hands over her dual pistol holster

                                            >"Please, let us through," Luna says, letting go of your hand. "We mean you no harm--"

                                            >You feel your hair rising up as an arc of electricity shoots out from her fingertip to the ground

                                            >"But if you attack our friends, we will defend them!"


                                            Location update:

                                            Gilda-7GD911

                                            >Last seen by Nun #21131, patrolling duty on security barrier

                                            Codename "Red Harlot"

                                            >Last seen by Nun #909, servicing a senior member of the legislation at Hotel Commiefornia


                                            >What now?


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                                            Gear:

                                            Custom Shock Katana (primary)

                                            M1 Spec Ops Wakizashi

                                            TX-9 Compact Rifle (BAT: 100%)

                                            Location garter


                                            Items:

                                            Glim-Pad (Access to church's database)

                                            MegaPass (free autocab rides)


                                            Actions:

                                            >Loli and Clingy are ready to defend their sex partner. It'd be a shame if you backed out like some wuss! [Combat!]

                                            >Create a distraction and sneak away. You can't afford to attract the cops' attention in Low River District of all places! [Medium: 70%]

                                            >Reason with the disgraced cops. What do they have to gain from beating up some kids in an alley? [Medium: 70%]

                                            >write-in