Cats Vs Mice with a side of milk - RPLOG
Participants
Date
25/3/2013
Log
The message goes out through a few open channels for any of the big three to pickup. "Hello? Hello? Is this thing on? My name is Lisa, I'm broadcasting in need of aid. We are resident of the farmhouse on the outskirts of Fairhaven, we have been overran with a mouse infestation. They are armed and very hostile, If we can get any aid we would be happy to pay generously with whatever we can supply." The com goes dead and offer is up for any of the faction to aid the residents of the farm house..
Arlan is wearing his usual duster, the pockets of which have all sorts of weird equipment, weapons and such. He wordlessly raises an eyebrow at the situation he finds himself in here, not sure he believes the surface story of an armed gangfight over a farmhouse. Despite this he's up for duty and this seems like it might at least be less boring than feral suppression duty, so he checks his directions and prepares to travel.
As with any call that goes out, the US HARD Corps. receives it and responds with whatever units are in the area. The pussy party got lucky today, the leader and his personal squad were in the area, so soon enough the shadow of a great winged serpent can be seen overhead as he circles lower, his crew ducked low in his feathers as they wait til they are low to the ground to jump free and spread out in a defensive pattern, looking for the summoner before approaching, the great serpent speaking by comm as he continues to circle overhead.
"This is Colonel Cerris Voss reporting to provide assistance, be at ease, your troubles are nearly over.
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"Well, hrm. This could be interesting..." Aleph sighs as his comms pick up the message. "Right, probably a bad idea, but..." He makes a few quick taps on his PDA. "Oi, flyboy, you awake?... Good. Can you get Lily out to a farmhouse in the country? Yes I'm sure... Ugh. I'm not even... Make sure she's there please?" After turning off the comms, he shakes his head and starts off towards the signals location, hoping that this won't be as bad as he thinks it will be.
As the group arrive their is a circle of waist high sandbad with with dozen of house cats outside of it. Each of them armed with different weapons form a laser pistol to a frying pan, many of the would be seige holders are taking naps or busy shouting insults at the Mice inside of the farmhouse and the barn. As the group arrives a tall and very strong looking house cat approaches the group. "Howdy? Are you the help I've been askin for over the radio iffin you are I preciate it." She give smile and looks at the farmhouse, "They aren't letting us back in, and we can't get close without getting shot."
Arlan blinks twice and then tries asking the simple questions, "Is there anything special about either the barn, the house, or anything inside them? It seems a little odd to me that folks armed and organized to take you folks on and make tactical gains would be after some real estate in the country without a really good reason for it. Also, how many of them are there, how are they armed, and what kind of supplies do both sides have here?"
The comms crackle and then Lt. Ripley steps forward, a matronly mannered athletic female soldier that looks largely human save the odd tint of colour to her skin. "Are there any alternate ways into the building? As you can see we can fly, so if there is an attic or cellar entrance we could use to take them by surprise during a distraction, it'd be helpful to know." Seeing as Arlan has asked the rest, the soldiers wait to see how the answers will flow, while Cerris himself employs his eagle eyed vision to try and spot any weaknesses in either building that can be exploited from above.
Aleph looks back and forth between the circle of sandbags and the house after cathcing up with Lily. "Did he stick around?" he mutters to his compainion "No, he took off again, figured you only really asked me here." She repiles. "Fair enough." Aleph rubs the back of his neck, heading over to the group. "Oh boy, the military's already involved. Some backup we are."
The feline hears Arlan question and looks away, "Nothing.. but that is the home my ma was born in, That is the home where my pa was infected, I had my first ten kids in that house and my second ten kids in the barn. Oh Where are mah manners, I'm Lisa." She say with a smile, "Now we ain't go much fer weapons but we got about three guns and a lot of claws." Her eyes lock on Cerris for a moment, "I don't want no harm to my Farm house other an maybe a broken window or a door." As she speaks a highway mouse looks through a window and yells out of the window, "Scat, you buncha greedy felines!" The shrill female voice orders from the window. "Go play with some yarn somewhere else!"
Arlan extends a hand for a handshake and introduces himself, then continues with his questioning, "I'm Arlan, head of the Corrundum Engineering, pleased to meet you Lisa. So, uh, you didn't quite answer my question about supplies. Are you folks holding them under siege, are they holding you under siege, and is anybody likely to starve if this situation sat like this for a month or so? I'm trying to figure out why they think they can win, or have won here."
Cerris buzzes the window where the shouting mouse poked out of, the sheer size of his passing form and beating wings likely enough to make the house shudder as if it had been narrowly missed by a 747. The Lt., speaking for her leader, asks "If you aren't willing to burn them out...have you any household cleansers and solvennnts on hand? We could possibly smoke them out with no harm to your house with some bleach and amonia if we seal the windows after employing it...If you can offer us no greater intel, then we'll simply have to deal with the occupying force, either through negotiations or force." Once Ripley is done speaking, the great serpent that is Cerris, begins circling the barn, figuring it will be the quickest and easiest to secure, not to mention it might do to seperate the groups from each other.
Aleph hmms "Can't we just remove them ourselves? They can't be that good a shot, besides how many could there be? 10?" He suggests to the group. Lily's already standing at the front of the circle watching whatever the serpant is doing, and the mice in the house. "I smell farmhand clan wars.This won't be easy to end peacefully." She idly comments.
"Sorry I get a little carried away. We can't really hold them by the goodies because they have all our food in there and the barn. We got a water stock from the river bottled up in basement, We won't start out hear but during desperate time we will take advantage of the most commenest thing to eat in the area." She peers to the west to where a few farm hens are walking in a group. "But were all about being civilin...civileyes... decent folk. We don't have cleaners or much in the way of chemicals besides some soap but that ain't very helpful." She shakes her head, "We can negotiate but those highway vermin can't keep their word fur nuttin. Hell if they weren't trying kick us outta our home and take our stuff we wouldn't be fightin in the first place. Bunch no good ingrate vermin." She picks up a rock and tosses at the door in frustrastion before the door opens and mouse wearing a hoodie and loose shorts steps out with her hands up. She walks over to the sand bags before realizing that a snake is blocking her way for a moment her skin wobbles like jelly and she takes off her shoes walking up the to the back of the snake with her adhesive feet. "Hey! Are you mercenary. I'll pay you double to work for me and help me get whats rightfully ours. We aren't leaving till we get it and if those cats are stupid enough to attack us we will burn the farm and the barn to the group. No good milk sucking cat!"
