Defiance

The Flim and Flam brother's bar had started as a minor place in Defiance, until Sharp Horn had forced the two former con-stallions into reforming it from a drinking den into a store for every depravity known to ponykind. Cider, drugs and even easy love flowed freely. And thus, Defiance gained its first real side of criminality. With Sharp Horn naturally scraping nearly all the profit, F&F turned to more exotic means to actually make some bits. With alien love becoming somewhat more accepted, they turned more of a healthy profit from their selection of willing non-ponies.

And, of course, when the market of actual non-ponies ran dry, they could always rely on Sharp Horn to provide more flesh. That and their deal with some of the darker elements of the town, who were more than happy to cater to the more obscene desires of their more exotic crowd. Even after the arrival of Nolan, the 'Double FF bar' flourished. With a watchful eye, Sharp Horn ensured that they were never bothered by the law nor ever paid the fines they so rightfully deserved.

It was only after a rather long night of sweaty business that Flim found himself sucking down 3 inches of Votan alloy pistol as he stared blank faced at the human who said:

"Shigejilu me?"

He muffled something as Nolan extracted his pistol.

"How clean is that gun?" Flim finally said.

"Cleaner than you are. Copper mines. Celestial guards. Go."

"What?" Flim uttered before recieving a smack to the snout.

"Fyetulu enyasho." Nolan gave him another slap.

"WHAT DO YOU EVEN WANT TO KNOW?! I DON'T SPEAK YOUR MONKEY TALK!" He got another backhanded one before adding: "THEY WANT THE KAZARI, THAT'S ALL I KNOW, I SWEAR!"

"Kazari?"

"Sharp Hoof knows! All I do know is that it's keyed to someone and he hasn't found them yet!"

The bullet passed cleanly through the front of the stallion's head and out of the back in a sanguine mess. Considering his next move, Nolan took a seat and quietly rubbed the blood off his weapon without thinking. After a minute, he stood, took a bottle of spirits from nearby and lobbed it into Flim's disgusting smelling sex den. Another bullet ignited the fuel and turned the bedroom into an inferno as he disappeared into the night.

"I know precisely who the Kazari is keyed to." He muttered. "And it just happens to be my daughter."