The Bar Rescue - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
9/12/2014
Log
The outside of the building is large, small hints of its old purpose appear in decaying logos and advertisements
A gym chain. Heading inside the atmosphere changes, the scent of sex and strawberry incense fills the air, the walls covered with sultry drapes. Opposite the door is an desk-turned-altar, covered with fertility idols resembling various mutant forms of numerous art styles. A buxom tall Broodox stands in front of the altar, very naked with a swollen stomach, dripping breasts and a hefty male package hiding her feminine sex. She stands still with her hands on her stomach and a welcoming smile on her muzzle
Thelergramor walks on up to this here former-gym turned saloon, all 'yote looking and clothed. Black hat, white shirt, black cargo pants... He peers around this here room, squinting at the statue and idols... sniffs at the air, noting it smells like milk and cum. He rubs his nose, trying to get that scent out. "Nice enough place, I guess..."
Rev aproaches the repurposed gym. The seemingly ordinary everyday human dressed in jeans, boots, and a black bombers jacket. Comes to a halt, and tilts his head back examing the buildings outside for a moment before stepping inside. Sniffing the air he smiles at the rather appealing scents of sex, and strawberries. His gaze moves over the room to it's current occupants. "Hmmm nice place."
Hajime arrives, clad in her usual attire, following her crimson, red, and sandy fur colour scheme, which is only broken by the subtle purple scarf she wears. It's a dark purple, however, so it fits. Glancing at her surroundings, she sighs, writing something down in what could vaguely pass as a 'notepad', though due to the quality, it's more akin to a leather-bound novel. "And here we are..." she thinks aloud, noting the other present parties, and the omnipresent scent of sex.
Eri dressed in her usual black jeans and bikini bra, the massive 18 foot tall golden furred margay sneaking in right behind Rev, her big thick fluffy paws dampening the sound of her feet as she wandered up behind the man sinking to her knees as silently as she can and wrapping Rev up in her four arms and lifting him in between her four breasts nuzzling the top of his head with a purr, her well washed and cared for silky soft golden fur smelling of sweet jungle fruits and vanilla. "Indeed~" She whispered to the man giving Rev a kiss to his cheek.
Loveblade walks in through the front door of the Saloon, inhaling the scent of sweet perfume, strawberries and the heady musk of sex. Inhaling deeply and sorting out individual scents, she glances over the group and smiles softly, her tails swaying behind her in a graceful curve while rising slowly into the air before she gets that under control. She fairly glows, her scales shining with a rich lustre while her scent is...muddled. Shifting her massive wings to cover her four arms like a cloak, Love walks into the lobby "Hey everyone! I see you made it okay."
A Husky, his demeanor unusually dominant and larger and more muscular than the average Husky, steps inside, awkwardly straightening his suit. Well, you guess it's PART of a suit, considering all he's wearing is a scruffy, white button-down shirt, the collar a little crooked and that's all, leaving nothing below to the imagination. He sniffs around, tugging down on his shirt. "Oooh, this place is fancy..." the dog says, his voice identifiable as the infamous Smith. He looks around the room, antsier than usual, staring at everyone, especially the Zephyr employees. He nods shakily to Hajime, grinning crookedly. "Fenne- I mean, Hajime! How ya?" He avoids Thel nervously, as he recalls the coyote dragging him to the Triage on a few occasions. Otherwise, he's relatively polite, if somewhat jumpy and twitchy, greeting everyone, introducing himself, and shaking the occasional hand as he makes his way to Lila. "I love the setup, Lila. Real fancy, looks cozy and homely!" He grins at the fellow feral, shaking her hand. "Glad I could make it. Wasn't doing anything else anyway." He chuckles slightly, the aberration of a Husky looking around the room again.
Natalie follows her mother into the refurbished former gym, quickly whipping her nipple out if her mouth as she notices the others gathered here. She readjusts her poncho to cover her torso and half-hides behind Loveblade, staring at everyone with her darkly glittering eyes.
The womans smiles widely, rubbing over her belly. She takes particular note of Loveblade and Natalie, her eyelids batting at her mother and sister but also offering a professional nod. "Hello everyone, and welcome to the Mother's Milk Saloon, I am Barbara, you can call me Barbie if you like," the BroodOx says with the very slight affectation of a southern drawl. "You're all here on a very special day. While we have been open for a little over a week today is the day we are officially open and you are among the first two pass through our hallowed doors as official guests." She looks at the various people in attendance, her eyes very clearly looking over their bodies. "Before we enter though, I must warn you, this establishment is rather on the... lewd side. The few guests we do have here besides ya'll are naked, and many of the waitresses and bartenders are as well. It is not a rule that you be naked, but we would welcome it if you were to join us. And before we continue, I must ask if anyone has any questions for me?"
Smith Pfft
Hajime coughs slightly, staring at Smith with a frankly... Shocked expression. What on Earth was he doing here? Why was he dressed like that? Why was he acting like that? Why did he suddenly have an apprehension towards referring to her as 'fennec lady'? What on -Earth- is that stain? Does she even want to know? All of these questions raced through her mind all at once, before she finally cleared her throat. "S-Smith... Didn't expect to see you here. Mind you, I didn't expect to see myself here either, so I suppose we're even..." she finishes, with a slight mumble, before shaking her head to regain her focus, deciding to officially introduce herself to everyone present. "Hello. I am Hajime Dachi. I trust that you will remember that?" the fennec rhetorically asks, before gasping loudly, and running off without giving any explination at all. Looks like she'll have to find the answers to those questions another time.
Thelergramor shakes his head at the woman. "I've no questions, no. And I'm just going to keep my clothes on, since that's allowed, yes." He nods after his statement, glances over those gathered, but remains otherwise quiet.
Rev let's out a cry of surprise as the Margay snatches the him up off the ground. However as he is both surrounded by those familiar four arms, and pressed to a group of equally familiar group of breasts. He settles into them, and looks up with a smile at Eri as she kisses his cheek. "Oh hello there Eri it's good to see you gorgeous." He says before looking back to their Broodox Host. Whose words he listens to rather closely. His gaze briefly moves to the departing Hajime. "Well now wonder what her hurry is." He says while reaching up to scratch his chin. "HmmmmmI don't have any questions just yet."
