combining both choices

>You squint as the the strong liquor burns your throat 
>"Easy on that stuff, Dashie. They tend to sneak up on you."
>Luna pulls up a stool next to you, planting her butt on it like a dainty princess
>Pinkie pours herself a glass and some fizzy water for Luna
>The three of you clink your glass together and take a swig 
>You glance down at Luna, taking a guilty eyeful down Luna's dress
>Her dress, unlaced, hangs loose on her torso 
>You see her nipples brushing up against the lining, still erect
"So, um, Luna"
>"Yes?"
"How did you run into Starlight Glimmer?"

--

>Luna spends the next hour or so going into detail about her run-in with Starlight
>Luna was a loner living in Low River District 
>One day, she simply woke up there in her dingy apartment, not remembering who she is 
>She turned her place upside down trying to piece her identity together 
>Torn pieces of lab results, old pay stubs with her name on them, odd clothing that didn't fit her slender frame...
>She goes through how she accidentally triggered her Nightmare Moon transformation in a fit of despair
>"It was horrifying," she says in a shaky voice. "We broke all the mirrors in our apartment"
>She spent several days stuck in her place, crying her eyes out in fear 
>But once her fridge was empty, she *had* to venture outside
>She made only brief trips initially, just to buy food and other essentials 
>But her credits ran out eventually, and she knew she had to find something to do
>To her shame, she had no skills to speak of, her mind unable to remember anything before the rueful day
>So, she put her Nightmare Moon form to use, working as a contract dancer for various pubs around the Low River District 
>She couldn't quite bring herself to sleep with the sleazy patrons, so she had to work extra hours just to keep up with rent 
>"That's when she found us."
"Starlight Glimmer?"
>"Yes. She called our name and got on the stage to give us a hug. She dragged us out by the wrist, muttering something about how we shouldn't debase ourselves working in such places."
"Well, that was actually nice of her"
>Luna nods
>"She took us to her hideout where she keeps stacks of documents and encrypted disks. She showed us many things about us. Lab reports of surgeries done to a subject named "Moon Child." Weapons tests. Flight characteristics. Et cetera. Our exact origin and when we came about is a mystery even to her."
>Her grip tightens
>"Glimmer-sama... She helped us break out of TwiCorp shortly before her own escape. She even split what little money she had to help us pay rent. We will be forever grateful for that. We helped Glimmer-sama in whatever way we could in return. Delivering packages, scattering flyers, ransoming guards--"
>"Hey wait," Pinkie interrupts. "So you and that Glimmer girl are the ones that's been kidnapping police in Low River?"
>"Not all," Luna responds. "We only focused on the corrupt ones, those who were extorting businesses or harassing low-rank licensed sluts."
"Still, that seems wrong. Ransoming them like that"
>"Oh no, we never contacted their family for the money. We held them and threatened the Shadowbolt City PD directly. Unfortunately, our tactics inspired the less scrupulous to mimic us and kidnap indiscriminately"
>A Cheerilee sleeve wearing a cheerleader outfit walks past the window with a sluttery client in tow
>She waves at Pinkie
>Pinkie waves back
"What did you do with all the money?"
>"The money isn't much. We keep the ransom low to make sure Shadowbolt City PD could pay it and still keep it easily hidden under their books. Glimmer-sama spends most of it on her mission to bring 'equality and opportunity' for the denizens of Low River District. Posting bail for the wrongly arrested, funding protests, paying informants for tips, hosting our own news blog, among others"
>"Glimmer of Hope," Pinkie says, bringing up the site on the holoscreen overlaid in front of the drinks shelf. "I've always wondered how they get the money to host their stuff."
"That's a lofty mission for someone who used to voluntarily work for TwiCorp"
>"True, but we believe this is Glimmer-sama's own way of repenting"
"Hmph"
>Pinkie scrolls through the site
>The large "Glimmer of Hope" logo rotates in 3D like a tacky graphic from sites built a century ago 
>"Unexplained increase in wall guard presence, District representative's drug charges are fake and we have the docs," she reads as she flicks at the air, reading the blog titles out loud as they scroll by. "Unlicensed sluttery spikes near Brad's Guns-- Hey, I know that place"
>She taps at the title 
>"Shadowbolt City police is cracking down on unlicensed sluttery in the more upscale districts like Glim-Glam--"
>Her eyes scan through the paragraphs rapidly 
>"--Suspicious contracts with the city's transit company... Hauling busloads of unlicensed sluts to Low River... Congregating near a gun shop owned by a cross-sleeving ex-police chief..."
"Well, at least Flare Warden's living out her dream of having a harem just like the Arch Admiral"
>"Meh. Knowing her, she's probably using most of them to traffic guns to the Church of Shimmer"
>Pinkie scrolls some more to a large scanned document
>It's a contract signed by the mayor herself, authorizing the rental of 20 autobuses for "discretionary use" by the police
"Where does Starlight get all this info?"
>"She built up a sizable network of reliable informants over the months," Luna says. "One of Glimmer-sama's many talents."
>"Whoever they are, they're pretty good," Pinkie says, flicking through more entries. "I check the site from time to time since I'm right next to Low River and all. It's pretty reliable"
>You chew your lip
"Say, suppose I agree to do Starlight's dirty work. What am I in for?"
>Your eyes drift toward Pinkie's ass as she bends down to fetch a new glass
>"One of Glimmer-sama's senior informants warned her that someone fitting your description might be on her way to this establishment, trying to gather info on her whereabouts."
>"Well, that's bunk," Pinkie says, pouring herself another drink. "I don't *do* Low River anymore. The Wall's too tight and everyone there has been avoiding me ever since I fed info to Dashie for her heist that went south"
>You blush and rub your neck
"Sorry, Pinkie"
>"Your presence accelerated Glimmer-sama's timeline," Luna says. "We do not know who hired you, and we suspect you won't tell us. Suffice to say, one of her major plans now require a more direct approach to solve."
"Combat mission, huh? So much for a peaceful activist"
>Luna puts her slender hand over yours, squeezing it lightly
>"Glimmer-sama is willing to give herself up, provided you help her with this mission. It'll be dangerous, but it's ultimately good for the people of Low River. She lacks skilled combatants under her employment excluding this sleeve. She could use your help."
>Luna locks her glinting jewel-like eyes with yours
>"What do you say?"

>What now?
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:
>Secret ROGUE agent stuff working for the baddies? This is so cool! Agree to see Starlight Glimmer for a chance to bang yet another girl. 
>Working for some underground cult leader is uncool! Reject the offer and call Slut Sunset for guidance and phone sex
>Tell Luna that Church of Shimmer sent you to find Starlight Glimmer. See if that can leverage more info out from Luna
>write-in