Gatling Rain on a Steam Filled Morn

Silver Lilac lost herself in carnal pleasure. That's what happened. The perfume were like a metaphorical poison to her. The moment she bolted into that alley, she calmed herself for but a short moment until Waltz flew off, then headed right into the brothel, and practically threw her money at the first mare she saw, which were Elizabeth. It was one hell of a night she did not sleep through. Morning came, she had exhausted a large portion of money, and it came time to call it quits. Only after four more hours of aphrodisiac fueled debauchery. It took a request and money to be given to the head mistress of the brothel to have them simply stopping filling the air with perfume for her to be able to leave without an insatiable lust running her a fever.

Silver straightened her outfit best she could, despite her raggedy looking state, and stepped out of the doors, followed slowly by none other than the mistress herself.

"Hey, before you go, tell Waltz he can come anytime he likes. The brothel stays closed for the next twelve hours, and I got a good nights rest after my round with you. Meow~!", she winked.

"Just...don't talk about it. I'll let him know."

"Oh that just won't do.", Annabelle pulled the mare back inside. Not by hand, by magic. "A short word before you leave."

"I don't like being handled, I don't like being handled with magic, and reminding me that I had my magic locked away is pissing me off."

"Sounds like you really needed last night, then, blow off a lot of steam.", the cream mare swayed her hips. "Look. I don't want you going through the walk of shame. So here is somethign to chew on. You're an equestrian, and recently evolved. You are still running on instinct, and fifty percent of that instinct exactly is the desire and utmost need to breed. Getting horny is normal, having sex is normal."

"I slept with every single one of you. Multiple times."

"Then you enjoyed the hell out of yourself, it sounds. How many stopped askign for money?"

"All of them."

"You can come by any time you want. Free of charge. Ta ta. Waltz is looking for you."

"How do you know?"

"Mistress's intuition."

Not even but a few steps out of the brothel, Waltz dropped down from above, holding a complete and very detailed, beautiful black metal scythe. Lilac felt she could burst from the excitement coursing through her, and as he held it to her, almost shook visibly as she reached out to grab it. "It's back in one piece. I never thought losing it would make such an impact on me..."

"Took him the entire night. And for working with such fine metal and craftsmanship, he offered a fifty percent discount. Here's your money.", he held the bag to her.

"Thank you.", she took said bag.

"All in a...night's work.", he winked.

"Oh shut up."

"Now. I can see those bags under your eyes, and fitting two and two together, I'll just assume that you have no energy left. South side, there is a clock tower and a bed with your name on it."

"No work today, either? Heh. Lucky me. I was just...gonna pull my weight for another eight or so hours."

"Nonsense. I'm a hero, not a slave driver."

A pause set between the two as Lilac stared up at Waltz. She furrowed her brow. "Who the hell are you?"

"Cloud waltz."

"No, I know your name, I'm asking who you are."

"Well, like I said, I'm the adoptive son of a legendary pirate, it just had some positive results."

"Not good enough! No one is that perfect! You don't have a single scratch on you, your jaw line and face is perfectly sculpted, you wear armor like it's nothing, your wings are insane, and you're personality? People like you don't exist. People like you can't exist! Everyone in this world is corrupt to some degree, even Celestia herself! You? You just preach and preach about being the good guy, saving lives, being the hero, well no one wants to be that person for a reason! You shouldn't even be alive if half the things I've heard from you are true! Assassins exist for a reason, assassins are not that easy to evade or kill! That book you have, I know where you got it, and you had to fight four guardian centurions!! All in a small enclosed room! I've been there before, I've given it my shot and escaped with my life! Who. Are. You."

"Now that you point that out, that is a good question."

The air sung with the whirl of her blade as she put the blade to his neck. "Stop screwing with me."

"I sure haven't, but I'm sure someone in the brothel did. If you don't recall what happened last time, then allow me to refresh your memory, this blade ended up in pieces."

"Well, I could care less! I want answers, and I want them now!"

Waltz took a deep breath and sighed, gripping the blade of her scythe. "I'll spare your blade this time.", he jerked the weapon from her grip. "And I'll make this blunt. I am a hero. I am your story book hero. Everything I have fought has lost to me, and me alone. I am a walking one stud army, I am cut like a diamond, and I really don't know why. All I know is that I simply am.", he threw her weapon at her. "Go get some rest. You can sleep until tomorrow, but no longer than that. You will suffer the repercussions of your consequences and will be a heroine."

Lilac huffed. "Fuck you.", she took off.