Nathan’s insistence
eventually wore down on Zephyr who nodded finally and just threw up his
shoulders with a short grunt. “Fine, if
It will make you happy we’ll take a short break to check out the new arrivals.” Both turned and marched around the side of
the building, making sure to make as little sound as they could, as their feet
ground against gravel, dirt and steel.
When they got a good look at the car the new people came in, both stared
at each other apprehensively for a moment.
The vehicle
in question was an unmarked hover vehicle, painted jet black with a nice
interior. Looking at the make and model,
the pair easily identified it as an upper end make with all the bells and
whistles thrown in. More than enough to
pay for the brothel they were running several times over. “Too rich for one of our clients, unless it
is just someone who likes slumming.”
Both of them looked at the vehicle a few times more times admiring the
pristine condition along with just how well-crafted it was. Yet, they were both on edge now.
“Our clients shouldn’t be reaching that far yet,” Zephyr stated with a grunt before starting to walk towards the doors of the hotel/brothel. “If anything, we should only be getting a few desperate guys from the area and maybe the occasional repeat customer.” Nathan had learned to stop looking for the best in people over his stay in Roshire, having hardened up at least a bit over time, he was much more cautious and much less trusting.
“Right.” His response was curt enough and began to walk
along with Zephyr. Both poked their
heads in through the door to find what they feared. Two men dressed in business suits were
standing with guns aimed at Tesla and Jack; neither Jack seemed slightly more
surprised, though Tesla was currently pulling out her breasts as per
instructions by the first one.
From the
look of the back of his head, he was a plant creature of some type, leafy
extensions were growing up from out his neckline sprouting various bulbs around
the back. His head was roughly human shaped;
however, Nathan couldn’t see his face nor any features on him aside from the
various shades of green on the back of his head. Out of the corner of his eye, Nathan could
see the other male.
Pitch black
flesh, white hair and a pure white suit.
He stood with his gun aimed directly at Jack and from the way his body
weight was being held, it was clear that he was confident in more ways than
one. Holding up a finger to his lips, he looked back at Zephyr who was
shrugging his shoulders with his gun held at his side.
“You, you
guys thought you could set up shop without consulting us first? Hell no, this is our turf and no red-headed
slut and worthless street pimp are going to try to make competition around
here.” As the dark one said this, Nathan
and Zephyr already figured out they were pimps of some kind by their care;
however now it was clear where they came from at least. “You see dear, my friend here…his species
reproduces by laying eggs. So, I’m
wonderin’ Should I let him take a crack
at you? Lay in egg inside of you so you
can give birth to it later? I say who
knows, you’ve already got your tits out for him. Maybe you like him? Who knows, but he seems eager to fuck. You got a reason why I shouldn’t just let him
go to town?”
Zephyr bit
his lip lightly, clutching the gun in his hand, while Nathan watched from
afar. He had a choice to make, he could
either watch Tesla get impregnated or he could go in guns blazing.
