It was a nice clear sky today. Plenty of people have already gathered, especially near the refreshments table. To identify the organizors of the event, all the volunteers wore green shirts that had 'I am here to help, ask me!' on both the front and back. The head honcho himself was near the recruitment tables. The pudgy, short, middle-aged Alpha husky known as Giovanni Sabella was all smiles as he traded conversation and jokes with the people around him.

However, he was not the only aspiring politician here. Various other independents joined this fray in support of this effort, it was not a secret by now that the unaligned survivors were trying to take the reins of the government back from the Big Three, especially Z and RSX. That was not going to be easy, as politicians beholden to the two corporations also showed up in force, mainly keeping to themselves right now as their gazes threw daggers at Mr. Sabella. The Prometheans had their own separate delegation here, preaching support; however, skeptical minds do note that it is unlikely that they will unequivocally support a police force not influenced by their teachings.

Other than the invested parties, various mutants and survivors just came to watch the spectacle, people who just chanced the meeting or who do not know enough to form an opinion. Another oddity that can be noticed, are the armed guards standing around the edges of the gathering, a reasonable precaution given the recent attacks by the Old World Order.

The stage is set, and the players begin their moves. It is unlikely that the winner of this battle, will win the cold war for power, but it will certainly help.

Due to the close proximity to their station, and the topic of the event, it was no wonder why Vari Arak'Than, leader of the K9 Unit, was to be found on the grounds. After all, this was exactly what she wanted too, to instate an impartial police force, that was not swayed by any coorporation. The kemo kitsune in a police uniform walked straight up to the host, and bowed down politely, taking the beret off, holding it in front of her chest. "Thank you for hosting this event, Mister Sabella. I am sure you are aware, but let me introduce myself to you nonetheless. My name is Vari Fiona Arak'Than, leader of the K9 Unit. It is my pleasure." She offered a calm, professional smile. "If there is anything I or my Unit can do to help you, let me know." She looked over the crowd.

Razz pads along, letting out a sigh. Time to be on best behaviour... not piss of people and try not to get annoyed. The Jackal holds his arms behind his back as he surveys teh area, doing his best to look prefessional. Upon Stopping Vari the jacakl sighs slightly and heads towards her, Bowing to the husky When he Arrives. "Nice to see you, Boss. Hope thi goes well." he turns to eye the Rsx and Zephyr groups a moment. "Glad we're finally trying to move forwards, heres to hoping it goes well."

Marcoant stays in the tent drining what it seems to be water, looking with keen interest at the other mutants, trying to figure what they are thinkig and what are they going to do next.

Fenris is sort of here as a Promethean. But mostly he is here as a tanuki. The burly coon dog has stacked a paper plate high with goodies, (Along with the treats he slipped into his surprisingly small, and even more surprisingly capacious rucksack) and is wandering around the gathering. He is dressed in a bright yellow and orange robe, reminiscent of Buddhist monks, pre-P-Day. The Tanuki wanders up to the information table, looking over pamphlets and recruiting propaganda. His normal, pleasant smile turns into a full on grin when he sees Vari and Razz. "Hi!" he greets them, "Remember me? I submitted that application a few weeks ago? Hadn't heard anything, so I thought I would check out this new policing thing!"

One of the Zephyr agents around was Naiko. The short, almost completely robotic and sometimes friendly kemo kitsune with a peculiar taste for drones and other mechanical companions. She was dressed in her usual black and white synthetic labcoat, trying not to draw too much attention, however, it is a little difficult not to draw attention when you have a big Zephyr patch on your coat.

Naiko walked up to the host as well, following the other kitsune's example and bowing as she introduced herself. Her voice sounded partially synthetic, but gentle nevertheless. "Good afternoon, Sabella, yes? You can call me Naiko, it is a pleasure to meet you! I've taken interest in your efforts and I'd love to hear more about you later on. For the meantime, I'll meet the other guests."

Shortly after, she bows towards the familiar tanuki, Razz and Vari. "Ah, good afternoon to you too! I believe I remember some of you. Welcome to this little event."

Ebreus walks down the roat to the intersection where the stage for this town-hall type meeting is taking place. The Hellhound unable to help but smile as he wears the suit he'd gotten for such occurances and carrying a case filled with documents he'd been working on. Technically a Promethean Ebreus might support them... or see if he can get that the other way around. To that end he makes his way to the Promethean representative, a Latifa Halfpaw, to introduce himself, "Hello Ms Halfpaw. Nice to see you could make it to the meeting." he says as he extends a hand politely to her.

A feline woman with rosy-pink fur is taking the long way home on the way from the Zephyr building. Rosi has obviously been hard at work if the grease that stains her clothes and fur is anything to go by. Among all these politicians and cops, this blue-collar kitty sticks out like a sore thumb, and as she walks through the group her eyes dart back and forth and scan the crowd. Too many suits. Lots of police. Lots of armed guards. Very few familiar faces. And not a buffet table to be found, unless... "Oh." The first word Rosi has said at all since she's stumbled on this event, and barely a word at that. The cat makes a beeline for the refreshments.

Aaron decides to take position nice and close to the front, considering that's where the action will be. Of course, not TOO terribly close, considering the potential for the wrong kind of action. She makes note of anyone she might recognize, any political allies or enemies, as well as the guards and their armaments. Hopefully there will be no attacks, but if there are, she's going to lend a hand (clear upside someone's head if she has to). For now, she takes care to look decidedly neutral, showing no signs of being particularly for or against Sabella. If nothing else, she wants to hear what she has to say. The presence of Vari is encouraging - even if she's with someone the bunny doesn't recognize - and Fenris and Ebreus being there is even more comforting. These are people she knows, people she can count on in a pinch. These proceedings might be safer than the organizers even realize. As for the others, well. More agents is usually better, right?