Rescue from the Jurassic Period, 1st attempt - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
14/8/2015
Log
The mission brief was... brief to say the last. Nicole put up a map of the area as well as gave what information the fox taur could give. "This area is primiarly populated by lizard ferals, and they are quite strong compared to the Fairhaven types. We at New Dawn would greatly value negotiation before violance whenever possible. I'll be uploading to your comms the IDs of those whom volunteered for this rotation into Bozeman. Their last known location was inside the crumbling library, but we have heard no word from them since. Either their comms are broken, taken from them, or otherwise they can't get to them. Identifying them without comm ID may be hard, this group decided to head in while in the form of some of the locals, however, if you need to, you can use this passphrase and answer, 'It looks like rain.' and 'Latex foxes squeek more when wet.' Are there any questions?"
In the room, listening to the briefing, a smaller uber fox looking person does her best to listen and look over the information provided. Her rather gravid state hinders her movements a bit but she manages. "So.... the first thing we do is find out what happened to the agents? If anything bad happened to them, how should we deal with it? I would hope that they are in a condition to talk, at least. I'd hate to put in the same situation they'd be in." Looking over the information one more time she looks to the others. "Thoughts?"
Loveblade rasps a whetstone across the edge of her axe, tails curled into a nest below her as sits tailor fashion while listening, curling her palm up to her open armor, she teases the nipple for a moment before squeezing a long stream of oil into a rag and resuming her work. Without glancing up, she smiles "I would like to know if there are any identifying marks on them, things like mannerisms that would survive going feral or transforming. Are any of them nativized or innoculated, and what forms do they prefer, normally?" she thrumms, her velvet voice heard despite the talk going on around her. Finished, she pulls the blade along the stone again in a long rasping turn before testing the edge on a square of silk. Satisfied, she stows it and glances up "I would hate having to sort through things after a mistake was made."
At the moment Nekura and Obsidian are listening to the discussion as it goes on though the filly is sitting in her mother's lap using her for a warm seat over the cold metal ones that are set up. "Nope, not really," says the slightly taller Nightmare when Nichole asks for questions. The shorter pony just watches curiously, paying attention on her first mission! With them situated as they are the two are kind of hard to tell apart.
"The little foxy asked my question, so I'm good." the husky shrugs, reclined as best she can in one of the metallic chairs. Rather than her usual southern getup, she now wears a strange tan full-body suit, reinforced with cream-colored metal plates covering her shoulders and upper chest. It looks like something out of a sci-fi film, but it hardly looks like it's for show. In fact, the material of the suit appears to be thick and leather-like. She also carries a large slate-blue rifle held by a strap, and a knife in a holster at her belt. "I'm pretty good with passphrases though." she adds with a grin, glancing towards the others. "Hey, these are the Prometheans, it's not like they'll throw us to the wolves. That's Zephyr." she says playfully, but makes sure to listen up.
A phoenix wearing a bright blue cocktail dress leans against the wall near the door. Her 'femme fetale' look she's trying to do falls short of the fact that she is massively pregnant. It also doesn't help that she is carrying a lot of gadgets, a reinforced medics vest, a case for a fiddle, and what looks like a mini laser cannon with a phoenix painted on it. "My questions were asked as well." she says, smelling the air. "Oh, and I'm Zophah. Who is everyone here? I know I smell Loveblade..." she then trails off, breathing in the scents.
Nicole shakes hir head, "No, they don't really have any prefered forms, though I think Edric was nativized to Bastet." Shi sniffs about the room, giving a smile, "Oh, and do try to keep those, urges, under control out there. As for identifying marks, none other than comm ids. Though their names are Edric, Nick, Jennifer, Elissa, and Howard." Shi continues, "Now, please hurry along, time is important. You'll be taking the flight down to Zephyr, and then to..." Shi looks over Zophah and Erika, "A.. ahem, then out to the park. From there, transport to the mission site." Shi finishes.
"No promises," Nekura remarks when Nicole tells them to try keeping their urges under check. Truth be told the only reason she hadn't already tried to get laid by one of the others is the fact Obsi is in her lap and she really enjoys the warmth of her filly. Speaking of the younger pony she blinks in confusion at the mention of 'urges' and looks up to her mom as if asking what the other mutant means. "Don't worry, I think you're still a few months out from worrying about /those/," purrs the taller Nightmare.
Zophah shakes her head to snap out of it. "I guess I do need this." She presses a button on a triangular device attached to her bag, and a wave of calm emminates from it. "There. That should help. Though I was looking forward to having a bit of fun on this trip."
Loveblade nods at the last, rising to her feet while tails swirl around her ankles, stroking and teasing with three back and arrayed behind for balance. "That'll do. It will have to." she pauses, flicking her wrist out as a small bag with a fiber-cord draw magically appears, Love slipping one obsidian claw up and slicing through the catch before pouring a good third onto an open palm and licking it up, making a face and shaking her six majestic horns with a gasp "So bitter, but worth it if anyone would like a gift?" murring with a nod to their host as she heads towards the exit, hips swaying seductively with every step.
Erika raises an eyebrow when Nicole answers the others' questions, a little surprised. "Wait a second... There's what... 5 mutants out there and not one of them has a preferred form or identifyable marks?" she asks mostly to bug Nicole, a grin on her face. When Nicole gives her a look, she perks up a bit, looking about out of confusion. However, when she smells herself, she digs into her pack for a birth control pill, swallowing it quickly. "Crap, sorry about that. Hey, I'm a husky, don't look at me like that."
Nicole blinks a bit as the agents start up with their own assorted oddities, "Ahem, do what you need to out there, but no, only one really has a form that he sticks to, the rest do what they need to for the work they have." Shi says. "Are there any other questions?"
"REmind me to stay a few yards away from that one," Nekura tells Obsidian when Zopha tries to voodoo away her heat. The shorter Nightmare looks confused but then squeaks as she's brought to stand, wobbling forward a bit bow-leggedly from sleepy limbs! Luckily the older pony is able to keep her daughter from tipping over and soon the two of them head after Loveblade for the exit as well. Totally not so she can voyeur that swaying butt or anything.
