Sewer Exploration 3, Reclaiming the Plant - RPLOG
Participants
Date
17/11/2017
Log
It had been a cold day in Fairmont, as the colder weather of winter had begun to each even places as the Winter coast, with temps into the mid 50s on the breezy day. Such weather though was not an issue right now for Milo the Pangolin as he sat in his seat on the third floor and read his paper. He smiled as he waited patiently for thoes that had applied or were interested to the job he had been assigned.
Ebreus rides the elevator up to the third floor of the Zephyr building, kitted out in all his armor. His grin hidden behind his helmet as he checkes his dual shotguns, and the solar rifle he's finally getting the chance to bring on a combat mission. Seeing everything in order he reaches back to his grenade pouch to check he still has a few to be used. Feeling a good dozen or more in the pouch he knew he was all the more ready he would be.
Turns out he finished his checks just in time as the elevator opened and Ebreus stepped out. Seeing only the pangolin and knowing he wasn't, likely, going to be shot by Zephyr personel he retracts his helmet as he aproaches, "Hello Milo. You've called for agents?" he says.
The sounds of heavy footfall could be heard within the Zephyrian stairwell. Otto was never one for lifts, he had a pair of functioning legs, after all. 'Another great day for me, another great victory...' these were the words that rang within Otto's mind as he carries himself up and towards the second and third floors, with a kick in his step, a smile on his face, and his arsenal of various blades, poisons, elemental weapons and his new favorite toy, a chainsaw stained with the blood of its past victims perched upon his back as though it were a sword readily available.
He was in a good mood, jovial and bouncy indeed as he moves with grace, beaming with joy and practically glowing. Life was good, especially after his reassignment to the Prometheans. Less bullshit patrols, more time with those closest to him, more time to himself, more time to just... breathe, to really LIVE! He wanders into the room and spots Ebreus, armored up in that overglorified enviro-suit. *slap* he strikes the mutant's shoulder and shoots him a wink. "Yo Eb. Here to do some good? Let's get shit done today! I am pumped!" the jackal yells enthusiastically and fistpumps, before glancing towards Milo. "Others are coming, at least I suspect someone else is... though... my colleague here might not like who I mean." Otto snickers and gives Ebreus a pat with his tails.
Arris would notice the group gathered around in the Zephyr building, checking hir comm unit briefly to make sure this was the group that was headed to the Fairhaven sewer inspection. Though, sie would spot Otto in the group, and snicker to hirself as sie thought up a mischevious plan... before considering hir surroundings, now thinking back on it and deciding the practical joke would be more safely done elsewhere. Sie would instead approach the group, giving Otto a normal booty bump again. "Heya, Otto. Ebreus. Can't help but feel like I'm seeing you guys quite a lot, hah." The rifle strap over hir shoulder is adjusted as sie looks to the pangolin. "Milo, I think? 'Name's Arris, is a pleasure to meet you."
The door seems to almost burst with golden light the moment it is swung open. The sun long since faded away leaving only the room to illuminate the titanic golden creature that slowly strolled through. Perfectly metallic in color and luster the margay taur could almost appear like the finest statue ever crafted with remarkable detail, though the fact was she was indeed a living entity rather then the likeness there of. Almost barely capable of squeezing through the door frame for how massive she was in both physique and size, almost as though a truck were trying to fit in through the door or rather a truck and trailer given she were alot larger then just about anyone present. An endless flow of golden fur followed in after like her tauric half were an enormous beast of it's own. But her eyes radiated with a sun-like glow, like burning topaz or amber, bright and alight with a lively humor. Her physique spectacular and flawless, she was muscular, powerful featuring four arms and rows of cleavage each just large enough to eclipse her bear-like paws leading down her lionesk/tauric half, though still retaining her feminine curves, shape and sleekness, appearing Amazonian in a way. A faint smile curling her lips while she quietly stares at Otto with a wide grin beaming, almost proud in a way for some reason...
The cold cut against the building and city about, a touch of wind pulling through the breeze. For most days, it would have sent Mokou scurrying for the nearest indoors facility or warmest corner of a room. But today was no normal day. The message that had been flung across the waves and the boots that stomped up stairs spoke to that much at least. Mokou's eyes gazed out at the final few steps towards the destination, a floor and a man familiar now, if only professionally. Were her matte black coat and fatigues any indication, protection was the order of the day. At least, more so than the average day to day fair. Climbing the last few steps up to her destination, a slow gaze set upon those assembled, falling to an almost familiar pangolin... and a very familiar vulpine. A touch of a wince crossed her muzzle, but was quelled a mere moment later. After all, the familiar sight of someone much more... personally precious made themselves known.
Hustling on over, a hand raised in greeting as she stepped on towards the assembled lot. A flash of a smile flew across her maw as she reached out, gripping and gently shaking that familiar jackal's shoulder. "Fancy seeing you here Otto... Ebreus." A quieter nod, and a touch of a smile graced her maw as she peered up to the vulpine. Chilly but... open. "And... Arris, if memory serves. Glad to see you again." A hand fallen, offered to the gator lass... before the golden creature stepped through. What could be said about it, that their presence alone could not? Apparently, a confussed tilt of her head, nod given. "Err... Heya?"
Meanwhile Khaybat is currently trying to be sneaky as she enters the room though for what reason is hard to tell. Then again she hardly tends to make much sense either so there's that too. Upon getting to the seating the doe settles into one of them near an aisle, wiggles in place and then settles. At least there doesn't seem to be anybody making her go into heat against her will like last time she came to help!
