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Occupied Equestria - New Opportunities
Anonymous
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No.143000
Continuing
1841 replies and 27 files omitted.
Anonymous
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No.143577
143578
>>143576
"Oh. Well find you a band or a musician playing around at a bar or nightclub. They might give you some help."
Amber Sunset
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No.143578
143579
>>143577
She smiles. "I think something like that might happen soon. Thank you, mister."
Anonymous
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No.143579
143580
>>143578
"Uh, you're welcome." He says, smiling
Amber Sunset
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No.143580
>>143579
Now it's time for >>143564
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143581
143582
>>143564
The same zebra cook is there, as is a griffin male. Off to the side, in the back, is an unguarded loaf of bread, with dark crust.
Amber Sunset
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No.143582
143583
>>143581
Best not to be impolite....
She approaches the zebra cook. "Hello there, Mister...I don't think I got your name, sorry."
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143583
143584
>>143582
"Udo" He answers
Amber Sunset
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No.143584
143585
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>>143583
"Mister Udo." She pauses to collect her thoughts before continuing. "I hate to trouble you like this, but I'm downright famished and haven't had a bite all day. May I...may I please have some soup and bread?" She smiles sweetly at him.
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143585
143586
>>143584
He turns around towards Amber, and places a fore-knee against a counter, smiling

"Well I don't know miss. Can you?"
Amber Sunset
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No.143586
143587
>>143585
"I'd really like it. Payday hasn't arrived for me yet so I haven't been able to buy food, but when it does I'll pay you back."
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143587
143588
>>143586
"Ma'am. I'm sure the owner doesn't mind if you take some left-over or sent back soup or bread" he answers
Amber Sunset
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No.143588
143589
>>143587
"Thank you kindly." Without another word she finds a bowl of soup that isn't marked to be sent out-or, if there isn't one, she grabs a bowl and fills it from a pot of soup. She also takes part of the loaf and finds a place to sit down to eat.
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143589
143590
>>143588
There is a bowl of an orange substance an the dark brown loaf. A booth in Cream Pop's section has opened.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143590
143591
>>143589
Silently and without getting in anypony's way Amber walks over on three hooves. Sliding into the booth she thanks the princesses-wherever they may be-for letting her have a meal on this day. "Bless this bounty with your radiance and majesty, and thank you for the sunlight and kindness it took to bring these gifts to this humble abode..."

She digs in rather quickly, not having any conversation to spend time in. She would rather savor the flavor of the food but given limited time eating hurriedly is the best option.
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143591
143592
>>143590
The soup has a medium thickness to it, and a dark-orange red color, with leek, potato, a bit of alfalfa, carrot, and celery. And paprika. Lots of paprika. Perhaps more paprika than Amber would have preferred. The bread has a slightly tougher outer layer, and both the bread and the soup are cold, much colder than Amber could expect they were intended to be served.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143592
143593
>>143591
She's grateful that it's a healthy meal at least and although the heavy spices make it hard to get down quickly, it does taste...interesting. She sops up the soup with the bread to soften it and make both easier to eat. Maybe it'd taste better if it was warmer. As she's eating she keeps an eye on how the waiters are doing.
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143593
143594
>>143592
Cream Pop takes note of Amber's presence, given that she is in his section. Salt Mixer is still busy at the bar. Larkhaven is a bit lazy in his movements, and Mustard Trim runs frantically back and forth the few times he leaves the patio. De Sew and Melon Mangrove are not visible here.

The bread goes pretty well with the soup.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143594
143595
>>143593
Amber looks at Mustard with a hint of regret. He's burning the wind moving so fast, he's going to wear himself out. I wanted to talk with him a bit, I guess that'll have to wait. I don't think I can even help without getting in the way... She checks the time and with a sense of urgency finishes the meal, trying to get the last crumbs and bit of soup. Once she does so she carries the bowl back to the kitchen sink.

She asks somepony, perhaps the griffon, "Excuse me, do you happen to have a pen or pencil?"
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143595
143596
>>143594
The griffin narrows his eyes and looks at her oddly
"Did you lose the one at the hostess stand?"

He has a hint of an accent, and it's a bit different from what she's heard before.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143596
143597
>>143595
She shakes her head. "Nope, don't worry. I, erm, just wanted to write a note." She bashfully backs away and heads back out of the kitchen, making sure to grab a paper napkin or towel on the way. Is the pen at the hostess stand still there?
Anonymous
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No.143597
143598
>>143596
Roll die
Amber Sunset
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No.143598
143599
>>143597
[1d20 = 14]
Anonymous
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No.143599
>>143598
The pen is there, on the side of the stand, next to a piece of paper
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143600
143601
Amber puts the pen in her mouth and writes the following message on the napkin:
Mustard,
I have to go now to meet a pony named Dark Descent. I'm told he's the owner of the Club Maurice on Falabella and I was asked to go see him before midnight. Not sure what it is or why tonight but it must be important.
Sorry I don't have time to chat tonight. See you tomorrow.
-Amber

The mouthwriting is surprisingly decent though the pattern on the paper breaks up the letters a bit.

Once Amber is finished she folds up the napkin, puts the pen back on the stand and goes to Salt Mixer. "When Mustard is finished could you hoof this to him?" She slides the snapkin over the bar (obviously in a dry area).
Anonymous
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No.143601
143602
>>143600
"Hmmm?" It takes her a moment to notice that Amber is talking to her

"Yeah, sure."
Amber Sunset
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No.143602
143603
>>143601
"Oh, and could you tell me where the Club Maurice is?
I've been told it's on Falabella but I don't know where that is.
It's not too far, is it?"

Anonymous
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No.143603
143604
>>143602
"Club Maurice? That's over on east side, a bit south of here. Follow 13th.... uh, take a right to get to thirteenth from here, but follow13th until you get to Fallabella, then go south about... oh, I don't know how long. Some blocks. But you'll see the sign."
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143604
143605
>>143603
"How long would it take to get there at a brisk trot?
If it's alright with you, I'd like to be excused now and make it within an hour, hopefully having time to stop at my apartment on the way."
She asks this nervously, but not in a shameful sort of way, more like a filly asking for permission to go somewhere.
Anonymous
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No.143605
143606
>>143604
She looks up at the clock

Amber is basically asking to leave before the nominal end of her shift/get out of cleaning up. Roll diplomacy
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143606
143607
>>143605
"Please, it's really important. I'm not going there to have fun, but I've been called on business."
[1d20+4 = 21]
Anonymous
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No.143607
143608
>>143606
"Well... Okay, but you're going to have to stay longer to clean up next time." She answers
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143608
143609
>>143607
"I don't mind. Oh, thank you!" She pauses, then asks, "How long does it take to get there again?"
Anonymous
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No.143609
143610
>>143608
"It can depend, but maybe 20 minutes"
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143610
143611
>>143609
"Alright. Thank you again and goodnight." Amber fastens her head scarf and cloak and heads out at a canter's pace. However, the direction she's going is that of her apartment.
Anonymous
c51ae69
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No.143611
143612
>>143610
It's a bit chilly, and the sidewalk is wet. There are numerous lights, and a few ponies, carts, and automobiles.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143612
143613
>>143611
Amber avoids any visible puddles in her way. The combination of her clothing, leaving a heated building and exertion helps stave off the cold.
Anonymous
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No.143613
143614
>>143612
With all the clothing that she wears, she'll be hot, if anything.

It takes her some time, but she arrives back at her apartment
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143614
143615
>>143613
Amber takes the time to wipe off her hooves before going inside, but otherwise is in a hurry. She takes off her clothing, relieves herself in the bathroom, and takes a 2-minute shower. After shaking off most-but not all-of the excess water she straightens her hair with a brush and puts her dress back on, making sure it's straight. All in all, much faster than the average city mare could realistically achieve. Once her cloak and headscarf's back on she heads out again, this time at a trot heading south to the 13th or Falabella, whichever one she reaches first on the way.

Glad I took the time to look presentable. I hope the chill doesn't get to me but I shouldn't be out long.
Anonymous
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No.143615
143616
>>143614
I'm skeptical of her ability to dry herself, but otherwise this is as described. Fallabella runs north to south, and Amber goes first west to Fallabella, and then south along it
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143616
143617
>>143615
If she knows the address number of the club she should know what side of the road it's on. Unfortunately, she is not completely dry but this state of affairs could be chalked up to the weather, and her woolen dress ought to help keep her warm.
Anonymous
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No.143617
143618
>>143616
Amber goes down the street until she comes to the location indicated. To her left is a rather long building mostly unassuming on the outside with white colored walls and at least two floors in height. There is a revolving door, and above that, neon illuminated lights saying "Club Maurice." If there are any kinds of special decorations or themes, they are not illuminated; not tonight.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143618
143619
>>143617
Amber's heart beats faster as she comes to this unfamiliar place. She looks side to side before venturing inside.
Anonymous
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No.143619
143620
>>143618
The streets are hardly empty, with ponies passing. As soon as Amber enters, there is a Diamond Dog standing to her left. He is giant, and buff. Though he stares her down, he says nothing, and leaves Amber to herself. Shortly through the entrance Amber can see the interior with red carpet floors, and a hall with tables, an open dancing area, and a second floor railing above, with booths underneath. A few dim lights move. There is music as well; perhaps not the jazz or swing style she may have been expecting, but something a bit more classical in style. A viol plays wildly, with an intoxicated enthusiasm that varies between rapture and frantic escape. There are a number of ponies inside at various tables and booths, mostly couples and single individuals.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143620
143621
>>143619
Amber is taken aback by the beautiful interior, which is a pleasant surprise to say the least. The interior is nothing short of palatial for the humble farm pony, with the music only reinforcing this display of class. She's so transfixed by a place totally out of her league that she forgets to move. Without having taken off her burlap cloak she certainly looks out of place.
Anonymous
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No.143621
>>143620
At least for the moment, this is okay. The door's silent guardian stares at Amber, but thus far, he is alone in noticing her. On the dance floor, a couple - they look intoxicated - try and fail to match the pace of the viol. At a table a pair converse, and in a booth on the far side, if Amber squints at the shadowed booth, a couple makes out. At the railing on the second floor, a pony stands, looking to the left. From the way he moves his foreleg, he must be talking to a second pony just out of view, hidden by the ceiling of the floor above Amber.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143622
143623
Amber blushes and looks away from the far booth once she sees their activity. She turns to the diamond dog guardian and nervously tries to speak up, but her voice sounds a little squeaky. "Um, excuse me, mister, but a "Dark Denizen" asked me to see him. Do you know where I can find him?"
Anonymous
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No.143623
143624
>>143622
He asks,
"Who sent you?"
It almost sounds as if he whistles these words, not because his voice occasionally breaks, but because there is an almost harmonic quality in his high pitched voice.
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143624
143625
>>143623
"Today a well-dressed mare in an automobile told me I would be sent for, and this evening a diamond dog told me to come meet Dark Denizen before midnight. He told me Mr. Denizen owns this nightclub, is that right?"
Anonymous
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No.143625
143626
>>143624
"Yes"
He almost lingers on the "y" sound, for a "Yyyyes"

He turns his head a bit to his left, and to Amber's right. He nods
"In an office in the back there. Your right."
Amber Sunset
cd9e24c
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No.143626
143627
>>143625
"Um, okay, thank you." She follows this direction.