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=Participants=
* [[User:Edel|Edel]]
* [[User:Euoia|Euoia]]
* [[User:Fenris|Fenris]]
* [[User:Isabelle|Isabelle]]
* [[User:Magnus|Magnus]]
* [[User:Narwen|Narwen]]
=Date=
19/2/2022
=Log=
<div></div><div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">The day is grey and drizzly in Fairhaven&#39;s warehouse district. Perfect weather for clandestine operations. Unless you are the one who has to perform said ops. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>At the coordinates listed from the job posting is the wreckage of an old building. It looks like it used to be some kind of landscaping outlet and the sign reading &quot;SWEET LEAVES AND LAWN&quot; is still legible in the wreckage. The urban renewal projects can only go so fast, after all. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Incongruously, an undamaged bus stop shelter stands in front of the ruined building and a well dressed tanuki sits waiting with a black umbrella folded neatly and leaning against his knee.</div> <div title="Narwen" style="margin-top:2em">Narwen ambles up on all fours, looking both extremely unstealthy and unlikely to be a covert operative: the perfect spy! The skunk beast&#39;s tail is raised up over his back, shielding him from rain somewhat. Other than that, he doesn&#39;t seem dressed for the weather, just in his usual eye-watering shorts. As he catches the eye of the tanuki, he wiggles white eyebrows and raises a paw to the side of his muzzle. &quot;Hello. Um, good afternoon. Is this the place for the... thing?&quot; he asks, in a whisper that can probably be heard across the street.</div> <div title="Isabelle" style="margin-top:2em">Isabelle walks up to the meeting place, causing the group to quake.  The 80+ foot giantess stops at the agreed upon meeting place and kneels down so she can get a better look at the group gathered to face this latest threat.  &quot;Greetings and well met everyone!&quot;  While not the perfect spy, she makes up for it with good intentions and high spirits.</div> <div title="Edel" style="margin-top:2em"> 	As a tanuki shrine priest, Edel couldn&#39;t very well go and ignore someone tarnishing their image. It wasn&#39;t the first time she&#39;d heard about it, but now she actually had an angle of approach to DO something about it. Drawing nearer, she tips up the brim of her large water-resistant hat and gives a flick of her bushy tail. &quot;Narwen! You still exist! I haven&#39;t seen you in an age and a half.&quot;</div> <div title="Magnus" style="margin-top:2em">	 Well then, evidently there was work to be done. It pertained to the extraplanar so OFCOURSE Magnus would be right here looking to cause mayhem for the ones trying to further upset the delicate balance of their world. The last thing this feline needed was a very pissed off patron out for blood due to the activities of some ragtag band of ne-er do wells. They had enough to deal with already what with recent developments. Magnus would be arriving here by the coziest way of travel within the city&#39;s limits that he had available. *THUMP* his legs impact the ground some twenty or so feet away from the well-dressed tanuki he&#39;d spotted. While it was hard to guess where their meeting point was exactly, context clues suggested that this was as good a place as any to check out. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>	 He&#39;d adjust the cuffs of the brown leather duster covering his torso, then tuck in the telltale green and brown scarf looped around his neck beneath it just so its ends don&#39;t flop around. Checking the pockets of his black slacks, he reaffirms he&#39;d brought what he needs, a momentary glance cast across his dark brown leather boots  in passing. The feline rolls his shoulders on approaching, a small group having gathered here already. He&#39;d feel for the presence of his armaments, a few of the more exotic blades hidden beneath his attire, two identical blades holstered crossing over one another upon his back, and a peculiar retractable implement swinging gently off his right hip. Upon approaching the others, would crack his knuckles and clear his throat, that predatory feline gaze wandering among the others. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>	 &quot;Gentlemen, ladies, good to see you all here today.&quot; His eyes wander over Edel, a soft smile tugging at his lips. &quot;I had a good feeling you&#39;d be here. Surprised someone else isn&#39;t though.&quot; Then again, Yejian had mentioned these sorts of affairs were more her mother&#39;s forte. &quot;It is good to see you Edel, I look forward to working with you.&quot; Gaze wandering over the others... he&#39;d greet them all with a silent nod and a soft wink directed at the equine among them, before finally landing upon the umbrella-holding tanuki. &quot;Looks like Fenris did follow up on the intel I provided. So, who&#39;s teeth are we breaking over this?&quot;</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">Fenris looks around the newly gathered crew and frowns a little, particularly at Isabelle&#39;s incredible size. &quot;I am sorry, Miss,&quot; he says, &quot;But I don&#39;t suppose you can shrink down on your own?&quot; <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>&quot;Though you are all punctual! Right on time,&quot; the tanuki says, smiling affably. Those who have met him will recognize Fenris, though rather better dressed than usual. &quot;I will be brief, I promise,&quot; he says, beckoning the agents closer. &quot;Some of you may have heard of a recent rash of petty crimes supposedly committed by tanuki. Smash and grabs, small time robberies, vandalism and even one rather ostentatious daylight robbery at a particularly good pastry shop.&quot; He shakes his head. &quot;Witnesses claim that the perpetrators- well, this will sum things up.&quot; <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>He produces a small projector and queues up what appears to be security footage from a small convenience store. A pair of mutants, both with the bandit masked appearance of tanuki charge through the door and start pushing over displays and making threatening overtures. One pulls a knife while the other wields a club. Certainly not lethal weapons these days, but it still hurts to get cut or hit. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>After the attendant empties the till, the pair run off, hooting and hollering! There is no sound, but there are some rather obvious gestures made. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Fenris turns of the projector off and stows it away. &quot;The attendant said that the pair said that they were taking the money for &quot;Lord Tanuki&quot; and that the clerk could &quot;Suck his big tanuki balls.&quot;&quot; He explains, obviously upset, &quot;Though it is obvious these two were not tanuki at all!&quot; He looks to Edel for confirmation.</div>