@arkman575 @Dirge of souls, @Gloomfury
Angel smiled as she curled up into the Minotaur's arms, "thank you." She murmured, "Although I do not know your name and I can not thank you properly."
She relaxed in his muscular arms enjoying the ride, for once she did not have to do all the work. It was a nice view, although the air up higher seemed a little odd. Perhaps it was just because she wasn't used to being up at that height but Ange felt slightly faint, worried about being dropped she half clung to the giants arms.
Not terribly long after the she was picked up so to speak, the group arrived at the the fine establishment known as Fat Olive's. They were promptly seated and offered complementary bread. A server came around asking if they would care for a drink. Ange ordered her favorite a double sambuka and gin fireball, sure to make her wall-eyed if she ordered enough of them, however tonight was not that night. She just needed enough to calm the nerves. Spirit ordered her go to drink, I'll take a shot of Russian standard vodka spiked with sriracha. The server ran off to fetch their drinks and the rest of the tables.
Spirit glanced across the establishment before asking Ange to acompany her to the restroom. Complying the fox followed her friend.
"Just in case this is our last 'good night' because it honestly feels like it. You know we are getting in way over our heads here. We could die. We are in this Together, right?" She questioned pulling a small white baggy from her satchel.
Angel nodded glumly, "You know, we could die and fight for something worth fighting for. Or we can lie down and take it like we have been doing. I know you are just as tired as I, and now, I don't want to lay back. I will do so for now but things are changing, they have to."
Spirit nodded, both agreeing and accepting. She chopped up chunks of white crystal, two thick lines lay before the friends on the bathroom counter. Both stood before them glancing over at the other occasionally. Ange broke the silence. "You know, I didn't think this would all happen this soon. I thought we would have more time."
Spirit smiled, "More time to what? Run? Hunny we are running together, someone has to be the change. We are in this together."
The pair laid their heads across the bathroom sinks snorting and sputtering all the pain away. When the noise subsided Angel smiled, her head felt foggy, "In this for life."
The two friends made their way back to the table lost in what they had to do and hiding in what they must.
They sat back down in silence, not too long after arriving back at their seats the waiter took their order. The girls decided to share a mushroom and chicken fettuccine and waited for the rest to order.
Once food was taken care of Ange looked to the group. "Alright, enough pleasantries."
After that her voice softened as she continued her tail. "Now I am what I am and this is a common street walker. You can take it for what it's worth but the scum of the streets hold more value than the highest ranking soldiers." She half laughed at the shocked looks.
"Yeah, I know I waste little time but it is what it is. We are spy's so to speak. I have laid with some of the most prominent members of society. It would make you sick knowing names, some of which you may have trusted. We are used to gather intelligence. We are made to sleep at night and report back in the morn. Many of my co workers are sick of what we do and what we stand for. It seems as if we have stumbled upon a problem. There are two conflicting sides. It is more than just some group of whores. You see, we have pieced together some information that may be of use. This may be news to some ears here but the dragon regime has set their minds upon conquering the land. They want to take over and lead an ideal kingdom and many guards have sided with them in fear of the turning tides. I swear to Celestia that what we are dealing with is worse than the changelings, it is worse than anything that one being could comprehend. Darkness darker then the reign of Nightmare Moon approaches, Dragons have been gathering the Duende, Harpy's, and Warg's; all the creatures of the shadows. Others have fallen, be them soldiers or citizens. It is our job to verify who is with the movement and who is against. Those against tend to fall into the night, seldomly heard from again. It appears that we are approaching a one world order and the darkness is rising above. We have little time to stop it from escalating and even so we must be quiet. Not even us low life spy's know who all lie within. I was in the bar last night to see what I could come up with, I do have debt to pay, however master would not have acted the way he did without reason. He would not have harmed me otherwise." She noted glancing at her broken paw
She continued on, "My master followed me or more precisely followed one of you, this group threatens his ability to take over and if I am correct we should be able to ally with you or possibly the groups you identify with."
After a short pause Spirit spoke, "We have been waiting for something like this, an opportunity to run from the shadows and fight for what we believe to be right. Now we need some help. All of you are connected in some way, shape, or form. Master is scared that his reign will end abruptly and there is no other reason for him acting the way he has. War will soon arise and only one victor can survive. Either the land will sway towards slavery and darkness under an unlawful king or it shall stay unscathed the way it has remained for years. This could very well be the beginning of the end and only time shall tell what is to come."