Envoy of Tanuki - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
20/6/2014
Log
Three figures stand, each an imposing presence, not for their height, as they are relatively short, with pudgy faces and a bit of a smile that seems to not want to go away. Despite that, the air simmers around them with an untold force. The one at the head of them, the only female of the bunch, speaks out again, "Bring forth your leader, or his chosen speaker at once, we request audience." They look like Tanuki, with striped tails and soft features. They are well dressed, as if for some fuedal Japanese court in elegant kimonos.
A curious Faemera scampers closer through the street, seemingly unhindered by her pregnant belly. She cuatiously approaches the three to see what may happen next.
Fenris trots up in his bulky stagtaur form. He had intended to stop by Zephyr to do a bit of trading, and had adopted the four legged shape for extra carrying capacity, but the appearance of the strange tanukis had stopped him before he ever reached the building. "I don't represent Zephyr," he says, "But I would be happy to offer assistance if you need anything." He shifts around a bit on his hooves. At least they didn't LOOK hostile, right?
Sunochi, this time in a nice kimono, steps forward, the kitsune's tails behind her swaying idly, the trail of wisps floating off the tips of those fluffy tails. Shi bows forward, showing off respect to the Tanuki. "Greetings fellow siblings of the shrine. How is it that we can assist you today? While I don't speak for Zephyr, I am affiliated with them and can relay any message you wish."
Lizzie walks out into the street, clad in her typical black combat boots, tank top, jean shorts, and pistol holsters the human was nicely armed. The drones ready to deploy and Grace nearby certainly helped matters as well. "The fuck are you supposed to be? I don't even know if there's a fuckin' real leader of anywhere around this god damn place anyway. But I'll talk to ya if there's some sort of bullshit ya need takin' care of 'round here. This ain't a place with just a single god damn government or shit like that anymore. Who the fuck are you representin' anyway?"
Karalie narrows her icy eyes across at these strange beings. She was no stranger to the savage, leering feral menace, but these self assured and most worryingly, confident beings stayed her hand. Icy eyes drew tight as she glowered at the three beings through the iron sights of her assault rifle. "Stay right there!" she snapped, feeling even more ill at ease at the deadly calm these things showed, most feral filth would be whooping and howling by now. Slowly and with great precision, Karalie lowered a gloved hand to tap a button on her coms unit, sending out a crackling signal to nearby RSX units for backup. She blinks in surprise as she hears movement, then confusion filling her mind as it was not a feral ambush, but civilians who bravely set forth to face off against these things. "W-what the hell? Be careful! They may be feral! Keep your distance!" Karalie barks, quietly knowing just how stubborn the civilians are in Fairhaven, especially when it comes to RSX
Morten arrives on the street the strange Tanuki's stand, eyebrows raised as she looks over them and as the new people arrive to greet them, she sighs and moves to the side to avoid saying anything that might cause offence, leaving that job to the strangers greeting the Tanuki's.
Grace tries very hard to keep her composure as Lizzie... delicately handles the situation. Sometimes the human's blue streak just makes her laugh. She nudges her with her elbow, then whispers, "They don't look like much, but they smell like trouble. Maybe try lawyer mode?"
Technetium slips around the corner, small pistol in front. She quickly lowers is once she sees they're not immediately hostile. As she walks out into the street, her entire form becomes, more apparent. The dual fennec tails following her is tense, and her ears twitches nervously. Her labcoat gently ripples as it follows her, and the RSX insignia glints on it's shoulder. She approaches the rest of the part carefully, and nods to the strange inter-dimensional creatures. She quickly tries to talk to one of the party to see what's going on.
Lizzie glances down at her alert on her comm, Karalie's general call for RSX units alerting her as an active member. "If they were god damn feral they'd be already tryin' ta fuck us eight ways to Hotel Oblivion. Since they got clothes and talkin' shit like that then it's arleady a god damn step up." The mercenary calls back, eyes flicking over toward Grace as she is nudged. "Eh? I hate talkin' all british and shit but if ya really want I could."
Fenris snorts when he hears the cry from above. "Feral!?" he calls out, "They are Tanuki! It doesn't get much more civilized around here!" He bows to the obviously powerful tanuki with his human-ish upper half. "We mean no offense," he says, "but I hope you can understand our caution."
Linasha lets out the softest eep as a human speaks. The presance of weapons such harsh words does not bode well and she beats a hasty retreat.
Given the choices presented to her, the female Tanuki turns to regard Sunochi and Fenris, "Honored hosts, we humbly approach to offer terms of your new lord and master. He values the work of Zephyr and wishes it continue under his benevolent leadership." For the moment, the rude comments are ignored as if they were not spoken.
Fenris blinks at the strange ultimatum. "Our new Lord and Master?" The stagtaur looks around, "Again, I am no speaker for Zephyr, but ai do not think they recognize any power but their own. Who are you representing?" He does not seem too worried yet, after all, the tanuki seemed very calm and reasonable so far.
Grace points at Sunochi and Fenris. "I think they've got the right idea," she says to Lizzie. "These guys don't seem overtly hostile, and swearing's not gonna get you anywhere." She fastens the holster on the pistol Lizzie had lent her, and looks around at the rest of the forming crowd. A nearby fox seems to be asking what's going on, so Grace informs her that she has no idea, but it's interesting.
Sunochi gives another bow, smiling. "Terms of a new lord and master?" the kitsune questions with a hint of curiosity into her voice, giving a look towards Fenris. "I'm afraid I did not bring drink or food in offering for a more relaxed environment to speak in, my apologies." she thinks a moment, turning to Fenris, then back towards the Tanuki. "So you wish to commit a takeover of Zephyr to continue their work? If I may ask, what is the gain of this for the Tanuki? As with Fenris, I'm unable to speak for Zephyr as well, but we will act as messengers for you."
Karalie, still a rookie by RSX standards seems somewhat both relieved and flustered at what is unfolding before her. The beasts are thankfully not leaping and scratching at each other...yet they don't seem to realize, or care for the threat that is a loaded assault rifle bearing over them. Her nose twitches slightly as the dry sting of ozone reaches her senses. "..Techie, I'm glad you're here." She says, glancing over her shoulder towards her fellow agent. "I think something's going down..or not." Karalie lowers her rifle ever so slightly, watching the robed officals have a formal chat in the middle of the ruins of Fairhaven. When she spies the surprised expressions of Fenris and some others, she too, echos those words "..new lord and master?" She opens her mouth to speak, then stops, quietly reminding herself that when it came to these kind of politics, she was no expert. She shoots a worried glance to Techie, then frowns, keeping her eyes and rifle at the ready.
