Thread: Catch a Tiger by the Toe {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

Okay, so the place didn't look all that shady. That did make some sense if you were going to run a secret brothelsex house then you probably didn't want it to look like that sort of thing, right? You'd want it to pretty well blend in and just be part of the sort of overall place and all. It was even in the Rain Forest district and everything, which, let's face it, might as well be called the party district of Zootopia. Still, according to street information, this was the place. The small rabbit paused outside the door to confirm, doublechecking her pad and tapping it a few more times. Various notes had been scrawled in her overly hasty hand, with the title circled several times, as well as a handful of other names. The rabbit pursed her lips ,feeling her tail twitching slightly. They thought that, yet again, this wasn't a great place for her to check out. Heck, Nick had even suggested that Carrots not check this out. It's not the place for a cute little bunny. They'd eat you up in there. Ha! Judy Hopps laughed aloud, her ears twitching and her lips pulling up in a smirk. Who'd uncovered the big predator scheme? Oh right, her. And who had been one of the first to realize she was wrong and save the entire force from a major PR problem? Right again Judy Hopps. She could definitely handle a little sex ring in an exotic dance club. Okay, so she obviously couldn't dress in her standard uniform, which felt really freaking strange to her. Research had shown that something casual would be a good move, but obviously Judy's fallback of flannel and jeans wouldn't work either. So she opted for a nice pair of black tights that clung to her body pretty well. Her footpads extended out the bottom, as bared as ever. There was, of course, a little hole for her fluffy tail, which she'd made certain to fluff out a little more. The loose pink crop-top even left some belly to show, with the white and gray fur mixing spectacularly. She'd drawn the line at piercing anything to look like a club goer. Right, so, I enter,' she said to herself as she walked forward. I view the dancers and see about one on this list,' she tapped it, frowning. And I try and make them see that I'm interested in perhaps doing something more. Since I'm a cute little bunny, she smirked at that, they'll lap it up, she strode forward, tucking the notepad into hiding. Judy certainly didn't have to duck to enter the club. The place looked, well, like an exotic dance club in the rain forest district. Dim lighting that emphasized greens and reds. A few stages that were set up, at least one with poles that made Judy's nose wrinkle. A quick look confirmed a good mix of clientele. There were a surprisingly high number of prey, more than Judy would have figured. All the workers seemed to be predators, which didn't seem to bother anyone. Judy knew not to judge, though she could still feel the fight against her reflexes. She stopped at a counter, exchanged some money for a lot of smaller bills, and tucked them into the front of her shirt. Judy should've opted for a wire, but she needed stronger proof of what was going on and that she could do it. Judy quietly asked for one of the star performers, leaning forward and saying that she was feeling a little... Rabbity. There had been a smirk, and Judy had been directed toward a particular stage, where one of the star attractions would be performing. Judy took a seat near the front, ordering some spiked carrot juice and waiting, pretending like her feet weren't twitching as she looked around. The place kinda smells like heat she thought absently. But that could just be the dancing, right?