Blossom, all the rage

Summer 2021, Week 4

Wednesday afternoon

Dunkeld, Loyalist Bluffs

Orchid Grove

Now this was a place of money. Fuck she hasn't felt money like this since she was fucking a oil baron in Texas. Now that was money. Yet this little plot of land feels dam near the same. Big money, big fences. Plenty of younger, and older people who will do anything to get out of the light mundane of life with the big wallets to both buy the happiness and then buy their way out of a court room if they get caught. Walking do the street she whistled to herself slowly rolling a dipped cigar in her fingers thinking about how she she could pass off the laced smoke to some of those here. The steady click of her combat boots on the pavement was really the only noise she heard in the late afternoon. Cars weren't driving bye on this little plot of land. This may be challenging, but she doubted it would be in possible.  

Storyteller

In this part of the city, finding someone wealthy enough to make a good client would hardly be a challenge. But someone who who was also willing to dabble in this business and wouldn't expose her to risk? That would take some effort even with a good eye, and there was only so much room for error.   As luck would have it, she eventually found a potential prospect: some sort of a gathering between a number of people seemed to be either winding down or relocating from one of the villas. Perhaps a business meeting for all she knew, or whatever excuse the group had come up with to spend working hours like this - but then again, most of the attendants seemed comparatively young and none too professional. Whatever the case, it hardly mattered. Singling out one of these dispersing socialites would be easy enough. With some luck she might even secure a number of customers if she played her cards right.  

Orchid Grove

It always seemed like luck was on her side. Well of course it was. It was her destiny to rule after all, everything was here for her. Trotting up to the group she gave sly smiles and hugs all around having listened to at least one of them say someone else name. Instantly latching on like she knew who they wore. Of course they played along, A cute little number like her trotting down the street in short shorts, with black combat boots and a tang top barely covered by her jacket which hung loosely on her shoulders. Rolling a cigar in her mouth she laughed as she spoke.   "I'm soooo sorry IM late Johnny babbbbby, I got held up in traffic. But I brought what you asked! Every little inch of me." She gave a wink and hung on Johnny's arm. Her eyes seemed bright and cheerfully but hid a preditor smile. Taking a small puff on the smoke before offering the laced cigar up towards him.  

Storyteller

The group appeared to pay the two of them little mind, though clearly some of them were trying to figure out what exactly this new arrival was up to. The man she'd singled out was clearly surprised by the attention but didn't push back, muttering some words without any deeper meaning which matched what she'd said. Despite being somewhat taken aback he didn't seem uncomfortable, deciding to at least humor the strange woman for a bit. Maybe she did have something worth a moment of his time. After a superficial look he accepted the cigar and took a cautious puff as well. Surely it couldn't be anything that bad?  

Orchid Grove

Of course, it very much was that bad. Every Smoke on her was laced. The Tabaco having been pulled out and let sit in her toxin for a few hours before dried, 8 times. The wrapping was done the same. All to get a perfect high for anyone stupid enough to take drugs from a stranger. The poor sap would feel it after the first puff. A instant euphoria as is nerves went haywire. he would feel the urge to take another, then another puff he wanted more even as his vision started to drip and melt. Orchid just held him up giggling like a call girl on his arm. Staring towards the others in the group licking her blood red lips. "So Boys, were we head for drinks? or are we just heading straight for johnnys house.?"  

Storyteller

As the aforementioned effects set on, the rest of the group watched - some with caution or distrust, others with interest, but most if not all wanted to see how this would turn out. "Might be best to keep on our property after all..." One of the more curious men stated as he tried to figure out just how strong of a hit this Johnny had. "...Fine. We can stay here. Should be worth our while."   Another one, evidently the owner of the place, added with a shrug. Some of the more sensible ones came up with excuses and went on their way, but they wouldn't talk - not unless the law reached out, at least. The ones who remained began to head back for the villa, inviting Orchid along. "So what exactly do you have there? Got to be something more than a little unusual."  

Orchid Grove

"Its called blossom, My little brother brought it from Texas. Says it all the rage in Dallas right now. Have to say the effects of this little strand are lovely." She giggled ever so softly into her new found partner arms tugging and leading the small party on word a devilish glint her eyes. They didn't have to smoke a drop. They all would be blossoming tonight one way or another.