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>>160775She walks alongside him with closed lips.
"TV?" She asks, and looks up towards him with her magenta eyes
>>160778Silver looks down at his kirin, and meets her magenta eyes with his own sky blue ones.
"That new appliance I bought for household not too long ago, sitting in living room. It is like radio, but it broadcasts pictures as well as sounds."
>>160777To explain the area:
The basement is dominated by a wine cellar as you enter down the stairs from the first floor of the house. Then in a connected room is a large number of shelves, with no door but only an open archway separating the storage area from the wine cellar. In a small adjacent room to the storage area is a rectangular room that is used to store several items, including the lesser art piece. This room is sectioned off from the main storage room by a door. This room is something like an antechamber to another, which is seperated by a stairway and a doorway to some room even further underground. This room holds the greater art piece.
The greater art piece has been transported up the stairs to the antechamber/small storage room. While it isn't that great of a distance, it is one of the two stairways it must be hauled up, and more importantly, it is being boxed in this room.
>>160779"Oh..." She says.
"I uh, I was wondering what that was. I saw a small portion of a motion picture back in Ngua Nam but... never an entire one."
>>160780"I am excited to see one for first time. Doubly so to see one with you, my dear."
>>160781She gives a uncertain smile, which quickly recedes.
"Sure... something new."
>>160782Presumably by this time they reach the car, where Silver helps Khoi into the passenger seat and closes the door for her like a gentlestallion, and then gets in the driver's seat himself. He pulls out of the lot to go for their next location: a movie theater.
>>160783The two walk the several blocks to the parking lot. Khoi looks at Silver, and then hops into the car seat. She comments "all of this is new to me..." shortly after entering the car.
The two drive some number of blocks along Westside, before coming to the tan-walled building with a red metal sign, a ring of lights, and the names of movies displayed in black letters on a white background: the cinema.
>>160784Silver parks the car in an acceptable spot, and once again gets out first to help his date out of the car. Once out, he offers his hoof to walk her to the cinema.
>>160785A space by the roadway is available, albeit on the other side of the street. She gives Silver a quick smile as he helps her out of the car, and then presumably across the street. The two walk up to near the ticket booth.
>>160786Silver looks at the movies that are close to starting, reading them off to Khoi for her benefit.
>>160788Silver looks down at his date after reading them off to her.
"Do you have preference? Did any sound like good choice?"
>>160790Trickey's eyes go wide, and she moves her head back. Sorrel, lovingly holding the other (still at least half full) bottle, takes notice and looks over at Dark Night, and walks a little closer. The Whiskey is smooth, but biting.
>>160791He quickly drinks half and then continues
>>160792Her mouth starts to come open. Soon, Dark Night has an audience of both, wide eyed ponies, who stand and watch in amazement as the
small earth pony drinks.
>>160793He pumps one of his hooves in the air as he finishes it off
>>160794Tricky's mouth hangs open, and she blinks
"All of that..."
Sorrel looks at the spectacle, but then lowers her muzzle down towards the remaining open box, and starts to nuzzle the waffle.
>>160795He sits the bottle down and Laughs
>>160796Tricky scrunches
"You'll regret that in the morning." She says
Sorrel, standing up and with her muzzle in the box that lies on the floor, bites into the waffle.
>>160797'Maybe so.'
He Laughs.
He stands up
"I'm Going to go get some water."
>>160798"You'll need it. If you don''t want to get hung over." She says. She whips her tail up, and has her eyes somewhat narrowed.
>>160799He reaches into his bag and sits down a bottle of whiskey next to tricky.
He then walks downstairs
>>160800She is scrunching... until she sees the bottle of whiskey. She sits down, clops her hooves together in a quick clap, and makes a "hehe" as her eyes widen. She moves over, bops Sorrel in the nose, causing the latter to pull away with a loud "squeak" sound, and pulls the waffle closer to herself.
Dark Night leaves the room, and manages to go downstairs
>>160801He holds on to the railing as he makes it down the stairs
>>160802Dark Star was wise to eat the hayburger, lest he become too drunk too quickly. He makes it out of the room, down the stairs, and presumably, into the bar
>>160803Yes
He walks over to mr glass
>>160804Mr. Glass takes a moment, but then sees him
"Hello again."
>>160805"I'm gonna need some water."
He laughs
>>160806"I figured" He says. "Let me get you a tall glass." He pours a tall glass with water, though only after adding a few ice cubes.
"Here you go."
He gives Dark Night a sly smile.
>>160807"Have you ever seen anypony drink an entire bottle of whiskey in one go?"
>>160808He stops for a moment. Them he places a foreknee on the counter, puts a leg up to his chin, and looks up towards the left and the ceiling.
"You know... I'm not sure I have."
>>160809He Grins at him.
"You're looking at somepony who did just that not even 5 minutes ago."
>>160810Glistenning Glass has his mouth open.
"Are you okay?
>>160811I look down at myself then pat my sides
"I Feel ok."
>>160812"Heh. Good luck. I hope you ate something. Now drink some water." He says. "And keep having fun."
>>160813"I ate a hayburger before i came back. and i'm still not doing what you think i am."
He drinks the water fast
>>160814His grin becomes even wider
"Right. Of course you aren't." He winks
>>160815"I am not."
He finishes off his water
"So how much water should i have?"
>>160816"Eh, at least the one glass." He says
>>160817"Get me one more. oh and I'm not going to die from that am i?"
>>160818"Probably not. Nah." He says, smiling. He refills Dark Night's glass
>>160819"Good. Not Ready to yet anyway."
He sips the water/
>>160820"I wouldn't be either, with those two mares in my bed." He says
>>160821He shakes his head
"Neither of them are in the bed."
>>160822Glass smiles, and shakes his head.
"Well, I didn't think they'd be tired."
>>160823"What are you getting at?"
>>160824"Oh, nothing. I'll let you get at it." He says
>>160825He raises his eyebrows at him
as he drinks the rest of his water.
>>160826Glistening Glass still has a wide grin.
"Good luck protecting the honor of those two young gals. They're pretty fine if you ask me."
>>160827"They are ponies so their honor should be protected. what do you mean fine?"
>>160828He looks away, still clearly smirking.
"They'll be just fine your protection" He says, stifling a laugh
>>160788>>160789"I am partial to Pambi or White Swan, they sound interesting. But Casa Blank Flanks sounds like it is appropriate for date. Do you like romance?"
>>160831"I am not familiar much with any of this." She answers. "You chose one."
>>160833Silver thinks to himself for a moment, before asking for two tickets to "The White Swan".
>>160834The red earth pony colt takes the total - 4 bits - and gives Silver two tickets to White Swan.
>>160835Silver leads his date by the hoof into the cinema.
>>160836Khoi's grip is fairly weak on Silver, but she does not hesitate to let Silver hold her hoof. They move inside the pink carpeted building with its dim lights, concession stand, and its many posters of black and white stallions in fedoras and trench coats carefully holding hidden revolvers, or of a mare terrified at a green eyed Abyssinian standing tall in a dark doorway. Silver may not chose to purchase concessions if desired.
>>160838Silver looks around with wide, excited eyes. He looks at the posters for various movies, oooing at the gangsters and aaaahing at the Abyssinian. He also at least checks out the concession stand to see what they have.
>>160839As in
>>78287 →Popcorn, pretzels, peanuts, haydogs... various sodas. No sugar based candies
>>160840Silver looks to his date.
"Do you want anything? I want to get some popcorn and soda. Have full cinema experience."
>>160841She looks up at Silver, and blinks. “What is popcorn?” She blinks again. “And what is soda?”
>>160842Silver blinks in turn.
"Oh. Uh, popcorn is what you get when you heat kernals of corn, they explode out from their shells and turn into fluffy white pieces of foodstuff, then you cover them in butter and salt. Soda is sweetened, carbonated, caffinated beverage. I think there used to be type of soda that had cocaine instead of caffine, but they stopped that."
>>160844"So, so you want any snacks? They also have pretzels, peanuts, haydogs..."
>>160846"Well, what do you want, love?"
>>160847"I want an Aryan man to cum inside my horse pussy to save the white race," she sheepishly exclaims.
She punctuates her statement, "I suppose a Polish sausage will do nicely!"
>>160780Ah, so only halfway there.
Amber grumbles, "And these two statues are part of a set?"
>>160849As Mason raises the last board on the box, and starts to hammer it in, Helm turns back to Amber and smiles.
"Yes and no. No, these are not part of a proper set. The beauty that is being boxed up now is over a thousand years old and belongs to an unknown artist from an indigenous Hertzland culture. This-" He places a claw on the back of the statue of the hound, and for a moment, amber may be afraid that the thing will turn and bite him, so realistic does it look. "Was sculpted by the artist Georgi Genovicci in a straight, almost sleepless three week period, after he awoke in a cold sweat one morning, saying he saw the thing in a dream. No, they do not share the same origin, nor subject matter, nor even material. They are not what we would normally think of as a 'set'."
Mason finishes the hammering, and sets the hammer down. He looks upwards towards the ceiling in bewilderment. All in the room can hear the sound of banging, but Mason is the only to notice that he has stopped hammering.
"But yes, they are a set, as both are going to the same new owner in New Manehattan. And that is why we are moving these here."
>>160848I was with you until you said "Polish." Hitler would not approve.
>>160847If what she wants is for Silver to inseminate her to start a new race of half-breeds, she does not announce so right here.
"I don't really know what those are..." She answers.
>>160850"So
this one has a definite history. Good to know at least, but I have no idea why a sculptor would recreate his nightmare…I wonder if the other had a similar origin, and is just older and by a different griffon.."
>>160851"I meant to say "German" instead of "Polish," she abruptly cried, blushing lightly.
"It's just that I get excited at the thought of European nationalism and that, despite it, they might want to cum in my pony pussy," she quickly blurts out, slightly retreating as she does so, bashfully mock-folding one foreleg over the other.
"Maybe I could just go for a nice pretzel?"
Hey I saw that
>>160852Helm looks down on the hound with a loving glance, as if it were his own beloved hunting dog, and gently rubs his claw against its "back."
"Oh I can see why. He had a vision of something older. More primal. Unmitigated. And what a fine job of turning that vision into reality. As for the other... We can only speculate. Perhaps it came in a vision or dream. Perhaps he saw it with his own eyes."
Mason turns around.
"Ready."
>>160855Amber looks at him touching the horrid statue with barely veiled revulsion.
"Let's get this done with."
>>160857“Which fo you want to move first?” He asks. “This’ll go to a car outside.”
>>160859The statue of the Griffin, while seemingly containing a core of metal, is otherwise comprised of bone or ivory or some similar lightweight substance, and as it is largely hollow and adorned in amber, it isn’t very heavy. The hound is larger and is composed of solid stone. It is much heavier.
The hound may be grabbed by the creature’s barrel, or at its base.
“Careful not to grab onto the wings, lest they break.”
>>160860Amber grabs onto the base. How would such an ancient artifact be made hollow? Knowledge of ancient technology and magic is clearly lacking.
>>160851Silver smiles at his kirin.
"Pretzels are baked bread snacks covered in salt, usually made into twists. Peanuts are type of nut, like name suggests. Haydogs are like hayburgers, but hay patties are long and shaped like dog's body."
>>160861The hound, for all of its malign glory, does not have an energy, or stigma emanating from it. Not like the other. Thankfully even that has declined significantly since the other was boxed and incased in wood.
It’s level ground through the door, across the storage room, to the base of the stairs.
[1d20 = 7][1d20 = 8]>>160862She tilts her head.
“Um… maybe a pretzel.” She answers. “And… maybe peanuts?” She holds her teeth down, looks up, and extends her right foreleg, hoof angled down in a questioning pose.
>>160863Silver orders a thing of popcorn, a pretzel, a thing of peanuts, and gets both himself and his date a pair of sodas.
>>160865It's heavy, but they make it all the same through the threshold and across the floor. When they come to the stairs, Amber is placed on the side walking back up the stairs, while Helm and Mason are both on the bottom side, holding the statue up. It's awkward and heavy to lead up the stairs, but it occurs all the same. On the way up, Mason looks around, like a dog in the night, who sits up to attention at an unheard provocation. They make it to the threshold to the first floor.
>>160867The statue is temporarily set down in the hallway, just outside the door.
Roll wisdom, or rather, listen.
>>160869Amber can hear sounds down the hallway, past a bend and to the entry foyer where new creatures enter and speak. She can hear talking in the library (the room she was in previously) that consists of simply direct questions and orders.
>>160870"Shhh. I hear creatures down there, sounds like intruders. They're not guests."
>>160871Amber knows what she doesn’t hear, and she doesn’t hear laughter or jovial speech.
Helm whispers:
“Could the police be here?”
Mason backs into the threshold of the basement, and from under his coat draws a pistol, albeit an odd pistol that is very long, big, and has the magazine in front of the handle.
>>160872"It's not revelers," Amber remarks grimly. "Should we make an exit?"
>>160873Helm:
“No no. Let me go talk to them. They must be local. I can talk them down.”
Helm starts to walk towards the library. Mason stays back, holding his gun tightly.
>>160874Wishing not to be seen just yet, Amber stays with Mason. "Careful with that thing." Are there any visible exits around?
>>160875Yes and no. No, there are no exits to the house that are visible from Amber's position. Yes, there are alternative points of movement away from the locations where the police are suspected (the library and the entry foyer). Going left on the hallway will lead to the library, the entry foyer, the staircase and a few other rooms. Going right in the hallway that Amber is currently at will take her somewhere else.
Mason glares back at Amber, holding the pistol upright. It appears he has his own assessment of the situation independent of both Helm and Amber. Helm is already moving towards the library.
>>160876Amber moves right, away from the entry foyer and, more importantly, away from the agitated griffon with a gun.
>>160877Helm moves away, into the library. There is the sound of talking, then yelling. Mason moves ahead, slowly moving down the hallway.
Amber moves down the hallway to see a rear door, and a doorway that peels off into a kitchen, and then to a different room in the back.
>>160878Is Mason moving toward the Entry Foyer? Amber goes into the kitchen.
>>160879He is slowly moving towards the library, it seems.
[1d20 = 20][1d20 = 2]It's a rather large kitchen, albeit of some sort of older design. It includes a pantry, large cupboards, an island, and slots for wine bottles near the ceiling. There is a window to the outside.
>>160879>>160880Moving in, Amber sees that she is not the only one there - two other griffins have taken up refuge there as well. They crouch down along the floor in the back.