Cats Vs Mice with a side of milk - RPLOG
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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!"
Arlan looks at Lisa with a blank stare and says, "Something doesn't add up to me about your story Lisa, if that's all you can tell me then I have to ask the mice what their version is, and then have fun trying to figure out who is lying to me about what. An army doesn't swoop down on a farmhouse and a barn in the middle of nowhere for nothing, please don't insult my intelligence by suggesting that they would." After finishing saying this Arlan turns towards the the farmhouse, looking like he's preparing to knock on the door and talk to the mice.
Cerris isn't ordinarily one to be tread upon, but in this situation it puts the mouse in his grasp, his coils shifting in an instant to suround the goo-mousey, his massive form soon forming a pyramid prison with spaces so others can see in and speak as he looks down from above. "What is it that you feel entitled to here?" The fact that he has an almost violent fetish for molesting mice has all of his other soldiers on edge...this girl walking up on him might just set off a rather messy and sticky rampage that will end in the felines' favor, but will possibly sully the Corps' reputation further if it gets out. As such Ripley is quick to speak up "Give us your demands before this turns to violence that no one will profit from, We'll try and see to it everyone gets what they want...peacefully."
Lily shakes her head. "Nice choice, boss. Someone's going to get shot at before the day is done." She stands in the center between the cats and mice, figuring that if someone is going to be shot it might as well be her. Aleph on the other hand is attemting to get inside the house, from the side of the second story.
The Feline shrugs at Arlan dismissal, "You don't know rats, they are just evil and vindictive." As Cerris holds the mouse she just smiles, "You should let me go. Now." She doesn't bother waiting as her arms reach through the gaps in the coils and she pulls her goo like body through with the greatest of ease. "I'm Jenny, Mouse girl mutant and the Cats here have gotten something that belongs to us." The mouse looks irritated and tired, "We've been trying to unlock the door in the basement but we haven't had any luck and they won't give us the key. Let us unlock the door and we will leave peacefully no violence has to be done here." Meanwhile Aleph slips inside of the house from the second story window there is a large female mouse sleeping on the bed with two others each one has seems to be snoring lough enough to cover Aleph entrance.
Arlan does his best to not give away that he can hear what is being said between Cerris and the gooey-mouse that slipped through his coils. He walks right up to the front door of the farmhouse and knocks three times like absolutely nothing violent is happening, before fishing in his duster for one of his business cards.
Cerris struggles with wether or not to snatch up the mouse, her very resistance making his internal snake parts begin to stiffen and consider emerging into the air. Seeing his struggle, his Lt. confronts the mouse quickly to keep speach flowing, though the soldiers are already getting ready to move on the house. "Basement of the house or barn? We are security experts, so we may be able to get that door open and figure this out. Jenny, you'd be advised to remain still and Lisa, if you know what it is Jenny here is talking about, this is the last chance to speak up before we go in there. If the door opens and all there is is water, then we'll gladly clear these folks out, but if there is something more, speak up now."
Aleph tries to move quickly and quietly out of the room, trying to stay away from the bed. At the same time he scouts about the room and upper floor for anything that might give a good clue towards ending this little spitting match. Lily keeps up her post in the middle of the way, glancing toward the house and barracade for sings that anyone was going to start a fight.
The knocks on the door go unanswers for a few moments before a voice is heard, "Go away! We don't want any trouble." The sound of a few dozen cocking weapons reaches his ears. Lisa looks at Jenny and growls, "Shes ours, We found her and we've been takening better care of her." Jenny growl and shakes her head, her ample tits rocking from her frustration, "No. She is one of ours, you kindnapped her on my watch you skank." The goo mouse sighs, "Our friend is down there and we want her back, She is under the house in a locked room." In the room Aleph is in there is a card with 1000 creds on it and a note written to a female, "To my favorite girl, love Mitchell." Apperently one of the sleeping mice is his favorite girl. THere is little else in the room but half eaten food and a knife embedded in the wall and dozens of empty bottles of milk.
"What a coincidence, neither do I. I'm Arlan, from the Corrundum Engineering division of Zephyr, mind if I talk to you folks?" Arlan calls back at the yelled voice.
Cerris actually loses his lock on the mouse when he hears another has been kept captive by the cats. Just like that the massive serpent is moving toward the house, his form shrinking enough to make internal navigation feasible while the other soldiers move to follow, Ripley saying "Okay, we are going in, Jenny, tell your people to clear a path for us, we are opening that door and speaking to whomever is on the other side. As long as we meet no resistance...from either side, we wont hurt anyone and we will see to the extraction of any prisoners and their transfer to a medical facility." Cerris wont be patient and his serpentine head will come down to open the door with a dextrous tongue, barring that he will simply bash it down, clearly he has heard enough....or he might just wanna fuck the captive...who knows.
Aleph has the immense feeling that going downstairs would be a supremely bad idea, however since the upper floor seems to not be giving the information needed it might be the only thing to do. He takes his chances with all the comotion. Lily hangs back, focused more on the house now, with seemingly everyone at the front door. "I really hope people know what their doing."
The mouse sighs knowing that this group of mercenary will problem get her people killed for nothing then a few cred. "Wait." The mouse says before walking up to the door. She pushes Arlan to the sigh and knocks four times, "This is Jenny, Plan Rose is effect let the mercs in." The door latches open before everyone is allowed in, A stair gives a strange creek as Aleph steps on it. The mice looks at him before sighing, "Apperently one got in anyway Jenny." The goo mouse sighs, "Can't be helped we aren't eqiupped to take them on anyway. Let him down and do your assigned tasks." She leads the group down into the basement were there is dozens of bottles of milk and a milker sitting to the side. There is a door that looks out of place against the wall, A few mice are trying to torch it but it appears to be too thick. There is a pair of holes in the door and the sound of heavy breathing on the inside of it.
Arlan quickly sizes up the door and fingers Lefty and Righty, his trusty nano-enhanced prybars. "So, there's a prisoner in there you say, and they're not doing so hot from what I can hear. I think I should just go back out there and ask how to get in the strange door in the basement, and that you folks are willing to leave the moment the person trapped in there gets released. That sound good?"
The serpent, confronted with the door hisses which turns into a snarl as his form shifts to that of a hydra, his body working to disgorge bile and acide around the door, seeking to erode the frame holding the door as much as it's hinges and lock so the entire thing can just be pulled out of the way.
