It looks like thinks are concluding in both the North, and in Baltimare
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>>125692
Iron is now left with many questions and many choices
How to find a hotel?
What kind of a hotel?
What part of the city does he want to be in?
Iron is now left with many questions and many choices
How to find a hotel?
What kind of a hotel?
What part of the city does he want to be in?
>>126422
Iron pokes his chin, thinking for a bit as he stares at the street before an idea springs up in his head.
He glances from side to side, looking for the fabled 'tax-ee' that roams the built roads.
Iron pokes his chin, thinking for a bit as he stares at the street before an idea springs up in his head.
He glances from side to side, looking for the fabled 'tax-ee' that roams the built roads.
>>126423
Twenty seconds or so, until one crosses his field of view with the tell-tale stripes and yellow color
Twenty seconds or so, until one crosses his field of view with the tell-tale stripes and yellow color
>>126424
Humming softly, he sticks his head further into the road, extending his foreleg as far as possible to the point of almost being in the middle of the road.
Humming softly, he sticks his head further into the road, extending his foreleg as far as possible to the point of almost being in the middle of the road.
>>126426
Iron proceeds to wrap a foreleg around Sands, placing his head next to hers as he looks at the zebra stallion. "Do you know a 'hoh-tell' around here that would comfortably harbor two ponies after a wild night?"
Iron proceeds to wrap a foreleg around Sands, placing his head next to hers as he looks at the zebra stallion. "Do you know a 'hoh-tell' around here that would comfortably harbor two ponies after a wild night?"
>>126427
"Sure. I know plenty. You want somethin' cheap, somethin' nice, somethin' close? I can take you there for your extra-special night with your lady"
"Sure. I know plenty. You want somethin' cheap, somethin' nice, somethin' close? I can take you there for your extra-special night with your lady"
>>126428
Iron cocks his head at the third option. "What do you mean by 'something close'?" the native asks, ears slightly folded.
Iron cocks his head at the third option. "What do you mean by 'something close'?" the native asks, ears slightly folded.
>>126430
"Oh," Iron replies before rising his head up once more. "I will take the option 'something nice and close'," the native responds, doubts cleared from his mind as his hoof gently caresses Sands' shoulder.
"Oh," Iron replies before rising his head up once more. "I will take the option 'something nice and close'," the native responds, doubts cleared from his mind as his hoof gently caresses Sands' shoulder.
>>126431
"Now that I can do. It ain't the fanciest hotel in town, but the Hotel Indigo is a fine place east of town center"
"Now that I can do. It ain't the fanciest hotel in town, but the Hotel Indigo is a fine place east of town center"
>>126432
Iron nods. "I will take it," he concludes before gently leaving Sands' side to open the taxi door for her to hop on without much trouble.
Iron nods. "I will take it," he concludes before gently leaving Sands' side to open the taxi door for her to hop on without much trouble.
>>126433
She sits inside, scooting over a little as Iron enters. She doesn't move all the way but presses into him. Shortly after the door is closed, the vehicle accelerates ahead in the wobbly, almost reckless fashion that seems typical of the taxi drivers, with a sudden breaking stop at one point, where he leans out of the window to yell "Hey! get off the road ya drunk bastards!" at some jay walking pedestrians. The buildings go from tenements, to row houses, to a few larger department stores of brick facade and two or three stories. Then he stops:
"Here we are. Hotel Indigo."
It's a yellowish brick building of a sort of rectangular construction that is technically octagonal, and brown frills where each story divides. The entrance on the street corner is a revolving door, and there are yellow lights above both walls.
"Four bits. And enjoy your night with your lady" he says with a smile
She sits inside, scooting over a little as Iron enters. She doesn't move all the way but presses into him. Shortly after the door is closed, the vehicle accelerates ahead in the wobbly, almost reckless fashion that seems typical of the taxi drivers, with a sudden breaking stop at one point, where he leans out of the window to yell "Hey! get off the road ya drunk bastards!" at some jay walking pedestrians. The buildings go from tenements, to row houses, to a few larger department stores of brick facade and two or three stories. Then he stops:
"Here we are. Hotel Indigo."
It's a yellowish brick building of a sort of rectangular construction that is technically octagonal, and brown frills where each story divides. The entrance on the street corner is a revolving door, and there are yellow lights above both walls.
"Four bits. And enjoy your night with your lady" he says with a smile
>>126434
Blinking to regain focus after the bumpy ride, Iron swiftly exits the taxi, presenting a foreleg for Sands to take ahold of with a sly smile plastered on his face.
Blinking to regain focus after the bumpy ride, Iron swiftly exits the taxi, presenting a foreleg for Sands to take ahold of with a sly smile plastered on his face.
>>126435
Assuming Iron pays the taxi driver, Sands takes the leg, and the two try to fit through the revolving door, get stuck, try again, get stuck, then Sands just goes through on her own. When they enter, they see a some what open area, with tile floor, a marble counter to the side that angels diagonally after a few feet, behind which is a receptionist mare unicorn with her brown hair in a bun and off-white coat, a hallway to the left beyond the counter, and to the right, a two story open air area with seats, what looks like a bar still tended by a stallion, a railing of a second floor visible, and a stairway near the center that connects to the second floor
Assuming Iron pays the taxi driver, Sands takes the leg, and the two try to fit through the revolving door, get stuck, try again, get stuck, then Sands just goes through on her own. When they enter, they see a some what open area, with tile floor, a marble counter to the side that angels diagonally after a few feet, behind which is a receptionist mare unicorn with her brown hair in a bun and off-white coat, a hallway to the left beyond the counter, and to the right, a two story open air area with seats, what looks like a bar still tended by a stallion, a railing of a second floor visible, and a stairway near the center that connects to the second floor
>>126436
Iron, not sure what to do to begin with, goes over to the desk where the receptionist mare is stationed, planting his hoof on the marble counter. "Are you the one that assigns the rooms?" he asks
Iron, not sure what to do to begin with, goes over to the desk where the receptionist mare is stationed, planting his hoof on the marble counter. "Are you the one that assigns the rooms?" he asks
>>126437
"Yes" the mare says, trying to form a smile but not entirely succeeding
"It's a bit late, but we still have rooms available"
"Yes" the mare says, trying to form a smile but not entirely succeeding
"It's a bit late, but we still have rooms available"
>>126440
Iron places the alloted bits for a night. "I will take it," he asserts, awaitning expectantly whatever its meant to happen after the monetary transcation.
Iron places the alloted bits for a night. "I will take it," he asserts, awaitning expectantly whatever its meant to happen after the monetary transcation.
>>126441
"Room 412, down the hall up the stairs to the left, on the corner"
Yellow magic places a key in Iron's hoof
"Room 412, down the hall up the stairs to the left, on the corner"
Yellow magic places a key in Iron's hoof
>>126442
Passing the keys to his mouth, Iron nods then tenderly wraps a foreleg on Sands once more, lightly stroking her cheek with his hoof before leading her along as he follows the receptionist's instructions.
Passing the keys to his mouth, Iron nods then tenderly wraps a foreleg on Sands once more, lightly stroking her cheek with his hoof before leading her along as he follows the receptionist's instructions.
>>126443
The hallways have a pinkish carpet, and walls with a floral design wall paper halfway up, and off-white beneath. There's a label for stairs soon enough - though it's a bit of a trek up three flights of stairs. This enters into a hallway with peach colored carpet, and then down the hallway until it dead ends at a door. Room 412.
Unlocking the door, and going inside, Iron can see a decently sized room, with a dresser, radio, table, big curtian-covered windows that show city lights beyond, a doorway on the left and somewhat behind leading into what must be a bath room, to the right another set of windows that seem to look into a courtyard, and in the center of it all, a giant bed with red sheets that is almost a heart shape, and both red and white pillows. The floor is maroon carpet, and the walls are a dull bronze underneath off-white
The hallways have a pinkish carpet, and walls with a floral design wall paper halfway up, and off-white beneath. There's a label for stairs soon enough - though it's a bit of a trek up three flights of stairs. This enters into a hallway with peach colored carpet, and then down the hallway until it dead ends at a door. Room 412.
Unlocking the door, and going inside, Iron can see a decently sized room, with a dresser, radio, table, big curtian-covered windows that show city lights beyond, a doorway on the left and somewhat behind leading into what must be a bath room, to the right another set of windows that seem to look into a courtyard, and in the center of it all, a giant bed with red sheets that is almost a heart shape, and both red and white pillows. The floor is maroon carpet, and the walls are a dull bronze underneath off-white
>>126444
Iron steps into the room, closing the door behind the two of them and locking the door, mildly confused at all the decorations in place, particularly the heart-shaped bed. He lightly places a hoof on it to test it in disbelief such a shape could be made to look like that.
Iron steps into the room, closing the door behind the two of them and locking the door, mildly confused at all the decorations in place, particularly the heart-shaped bed. He lightly places a hoof on it to test it in disbelief such a shape could be made to look like that.
>>126445
The top layer of the mattress, or whatever they put on it, is rather soft, giving way a couple inches before Iron feels firmer resistance. The bed is not pointed at the bottom - rounded, rather, but it is clearly wider near the top
White Sands looks around
"Not bad." A pause
"Too bad we didn't save any of that whiskey"
The top layer of the mattress, or whatever they put on it, is rather soft, giving way a couple inches before Iron feels firmer resistance. The bed is not pointed at the bottom - rounded, rather, but it is clearly wider near the top
White Sands looks around
"Not bad." A pause
"Too bad we didn't save any of that whiskey"
>>126446
Mentally wondering what Sands meant by 'whis-key', Iron turns to face Sands with a smile on his face, sultrily stepping closer. "Whatever that is, I am sure it will not be absent for long," he replies before placing a hoof on Sands' cheek "you deserve it for all the trouble you went through tonight."
Mentally wondering what Sands meant by 'whis-key', Iron turns to face Sands with a smile on his face, sultrily stepping closer. "Whatever that is, I am sure it will not be absent for long," he replies before placing a hoof on Sands' cheek "you deserve it for all the trouble you went through tonight."
>>126448
Iron can't help but reciprocate on the smile.
"I bet you know what you would want right about now," he replies, pushing his hoof further into her body, landing neatly on one of her supple flanks "I am sure I can cover it."
Iron can't help but reciprocate on the smile.
"I bet you know what you would want right about now," he replies, pushing his hoof further into her body, landing neatly on one of her supple flanks "I am sure I can cover it."
>>126449
Her body is thin almost like a greyhound, and covered in a soft, white fur that extends longer than that of most mares, though it's still somewhat wet. She's bandaged for burns, most notably in the area of her left shoulder, but there are no injuries lower on her body, and Iron finds a nice spot above her ray-like cutie mark
"So Champagne? Or do you want to get right into it?"
Her body is thin almost like a greyhound, and covered in a soft, white fur that extends longer than that of most mares, though it's still somewhat wet. She's bandaged for burns, most notably in the area of her left shoulder, but there are no injuries lower on her body, and Iron finds a nice spot above her ray-like cutie mark
"So Champagne? Or do you want to get right into it?"
>>126450
Irom smiles sultrily before retracting his hoof teasingly. "Let us partake in some of this 'chan-pain' first," the native responds before looking around "...you do know how to request such a thing, correct?"
Irom smiles sultrily before retracting his hoof teasingly. "Let us partake in some of this 'chan-pain' first," the native responds before looking around "...you do know how to request such a thing, correct?"
>>126451
"Yes, of course."
She walks a little further away to the dresses, to pick up a brass colored semi circle with circles on each side in green aura, while using a hoof to move along still another wheel on the base of the contraption
"Yes? Room service? I know it's late! Can we get some champagne? I know it's late but we just got out of my wedding reception. Pretty please? You would keep a poor mare without champaigne on her wedding night, would you? Thank you, dear."
She places it down, and walks back to Iron
"Just a couple minutes. Have some bits ready"
"Yes, of course."
She walks a little further away to the dresses, to pick up a brass colored semi circle with circles on each side in green aura, while using a hoof to move along still another wheel on the base of the contraption
"Yes? Room service? I know it's late! Can we get some champagne? I know it's late but we just got out of my wedding reception. Pretty please? You would keep a poor mare without champaigne on her wedding night, would you? Thank you, dear."
She places it down, and walks back to Iron
"Just a couple minutes. Have some bits ready"
>>126452
Iron's ear flicker at the mention of wedding, thinking to himself that she either is indeed serious about his deal or to ensure the drink is delivered. With a hum, Iron has his bit pouch on his hoof, ready to pull out the money required.
Iron's ear flicker at the mention of wedding, thinking to himself that she either is indeed serious about his deal or to ensure the drink is delivered. With a hum, Iron has his bit pouch on his hoof, ready to pull out the money required.
>>126453
It doesn't take very long, before there is a knock on the door, White Sands walks up, opens the door, and meets a yellow stallion with red, curly mane
"Champaigne for the newly weds"
"Yes"
"It's 20 bits"
She takes some bits from Iron
"And here's a tip"
He says "Have a lovely night" as she closes the door before he's completely finished
It's a slender green bottle with a brown label. She goes up to a set of cabinets, pulls out two glasses, and then tries to open the bottle, taking more time and struggling more to open a bottle with magic than Iron might expect, before getting it open with a delightful smile on her face.
She pours a glass, then another glass, and immediately starts to drink it
It doesn't take very long, before there is a knock on the door, White Sands walks up, opens the door, and meets a yellow stallion with red, curly mane
"Champaigne for the newly weds"
"Yes"
"It's 20 bits"
She takes some bits from Iron
"And here's a tip"
He says "Have a lovely night" as she closes the door before he's completely finished
It's a slender green bottle with a brown label. She goes up to a set of cabinets, pulls out two glasses, and then tries to open the bottle, taking more time and struggling more to open a bottle with magic than Iron might expect, before getting it open with a delightful smile on her face.
She pours a glass, then another glass, and immediately starts to drink it
>>126454
Iron, after seeing the stallion leave, carefully peers over the glass, sniffing it a bit in mild contemplation before studying the liquid with his eyes.
Iron, after seeing the stallion leave, carefully peers over the glass, sniffing it a bit in mild contemplation before studying the liquid with his eyes.
>>126455
Alcoholic, with bubbles forming in the liquid, and a vague smell of oranges. The transparent liquid has a slightly beige coloration
Alcoholic, with bubbles forming in the liquid, and a vague smell of oranges. The transparent liquid has a slightly beige coloration
>>126456
Iron decides to gently flick his tongue into the champaigne, letting its contents tickle his taste buds.
Iron decides to gently flick his tongue into the champaigne, letting its contents tickle his taste buds.
>>126458
Iron hums happily, surprised at the taste before slurping it up in one go using only his mouth.
Iron hums happily, surprised at the taste before slurping it up in one go using only his mouth.
>>126460
Iron blinks before looking at the bottle and then at Sands. "I would like you to take some as well," he answers confidently "specially after all you did."
Iron blinks before looking at the bottle and then at Sands. "I would like you to take some as well," he answers confidently "specially after all you did."
>>126461
"With pleasure" she says
She takes another sip. A very long sip, eventually finishing off the glass. She smiles to him as she pours another for herself
"With pleasure" she says
She takes another sip. A very long sip, eventually finishing off the glass. She smiles to him as she pours another for herself
>>126462
Iron watches Sands go with a serene smile. "It's nice to finally have some time to ourselves," he expresses "without the pressure of being replaced, killed or turned into undead." The native makes himself comfortable on the bed's edge. "Just me and you."
Iron watches Sands go with a serene smile. "It's nice to finally have some time to ourselves," he expresses "without the pressure of being replaced, killed or turned into undead." The native makes himself comfortable on the bed's edge. "Just me and you."
>>126463
She turns her head to the side, and has a more bitter look
“Finally free of that damned cage. I just wish those bastard would suffer more”
She turns her head to him, lowers her head, smiles with a false innocence, and bats her eyes at him
“But I am so very glad to be free, here with you”
She turns her head to the side, and has a more bitter look
“Finally free of that damned cage. I just wish those bastard would suffer more”
She turns her head to him, lowers her head, smiles with a false innocence, and bats her eyes at him
“But I am so very glad to be free, here with you”
>>126464
"Likewise, my love," Iron reciprocates as he half-lids his eyes, stretching on the bed as force of habit. "I wonder what ever happened to that loose changeling, however," he muses curiously "would she be stalking ponies at the streets in disguise, following ponies to their homes to have their way inside? Maybe nabbing the younger kin into eternal coitus?" The native shakes his head. "I cannot seem to get that thought out of my head."
"Likewise, my love," Iron reciprocates as he half-lids his eyes, stretching on the bed as force of habit. "I wonder what ever happened to that loose changeling, however," he muses curiously "would she be stalking ponies at the streets in disguise, following ponies to their homes to have their way inside? Maybe nabbing the younger kin into eternal coitus?" The native shakes his head. "I cannot seem to get that thought out of my head."
>>126465
“Then let me replace it with a different thought”
She leans in, and kisses him, with her thin lips and slightly cold mouth. Her muzzle is long and lean, like so much of her physique. When she pulls away, she says to him
“For all the danger outside, we are safe up here”
“Then let me replace it with a different thought”
She leans in, and kisses him, with her thin lips and slightly cold mouth. Her muzzle is long and lean, like so much of her physique. When she pulls away, she says to him
“For all the danger outside, we are safe up here”
>>126466
Iron's lips connect with hers with ease, feeling the warmth only a hot-blooded native like him would have. He can't help but smile. "That would imply I was not thinking about you, love," he responds sultrily as he places his hoof on her cheek "but do not get me wrong. I do not fear them like the rest in this concrete jungle do." The native lightly closes the distance once more with his lips starting to pucker. "Nopony could replace you by my side, Sands."
Iron's lips connect with hers with ease, feeling the warmth only a hot-blooded native like him would have. He can't help but smile. "That would imply I was not thinking about you, love," he responds sultrily as he places his hoof on her cheek "but do not get me wrong. I do not fear them like the rest in this concrete jungle do." The native lightly closes the distance once more with his lips starting to pucker. "Nopony could replace you by my side, Sands."
>>126467
Her mouth has a taste of champagne and cigarettes, and she smiles devilishly as he speaks to her
"And they never shall"
Getting the message, she leans back in for another kiss
Her mouth has a taste of champagne and cigarettes, and she smiles devilishly as he speaks to her
"And they never shall"
Getting the message, she leans back in for another kiss
>>126468
Iron's kissing doesn't go further than the physical contact between lips before pulling away with a content smile. "Let us wash up before we do anything else, considering what we went through" he suggests before once again, glancing at the sides, unsure where would that be possible. "You can bring the 'chan-pain' if you want to."
Iron's kissing doesn't go further than the physical contact between lips before pulling away with a content smile. "Let us wash up before we do anything else, considering what we went through" he suggests before once again, glancing at the sides, unsure where would that be possible. "You can bring the 'chan-pain' if you want to."
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