The Tragical Death of Elias Thomas - RPLOG

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Date

3/4/2022

Log

(Willy) As the sun crept twoards the apex of the day, a burly looking Skunk Beast arrived on the scene. Big and beefy, and looking a bit battle worn, Willy smiled as he approached the meetup location. "Reporting for duty" he says as he approached, and presented himself with his strong stench and powerful physique.
(Fenris) It is cool and overcast in Fairhaven today. The eastern edge of the city is quiet and mostly abandoned. Particularly the building set aside as the meetup point by the Zephyr posting.

A tall, sour looking man in a Zephyr issued tactical uniform is seated on some fallen rubble in the corner of what may have been an old duplex or shop/apartment combo. Impossible to tell after so long. He nods as each person arrives, though his sour look does not lift.
(Crypto) Crypto quietly walks up to the gathering point without a sound and comes equipped to fend of multiple combatants, most of his arms seeming to be explosive in nature. Crypto offers a nod and then leans against the wall waiting for the briefing.
(Narwen) A second skunk beast approaches, also big and beefy, but not remotely battle-worn. "Hello folks. Is this the group of Zephyr--" he begins, then stops dead and does a double-take at Willy. He eyes him warily, slowly lifting a forepaw and waving it in the air pads-out without taking his eyes off the other skunk. Once satisfied that Willy is neither a reflection nor about to maul him, he sets the paw back down and resumes. "Uh, yeah. Hello. I'm Narwen. Here for the Zephyr mission." He relaxes a little, nodding to others he recognises, but without entirely letting down his guard.
(Junes) coming in next is a vaguely reptilian chimera wearing a purple and white kimono a backpack and collar. they see not one but two familiar skunk beasts! and wave them both over "how have you two been!"
(Moresson) A suit of power armor covered in various forms of guns lowers itself down into the briefing point from on high, jetpack slowing the agent's descent until their feet touch the ground. Then the jetpack shuts off. The only two obvious facts that can be ascertained are that this armored agent is a mutant, and feminine, but no skin or fur shows through this suit. Even her visor is opaque from the outside. "Moresson. Ready." she says in a metallic voice, carrying a black metal rifle in her hands, stepping up towards the others gathered. She takes a glance at the others briefly, but offers them no hello.
(Magnus) Oh boy, more of that otherworldly nonsense on the docket, then? Fine..." Magnus would arrive at the Tanuki Shrine, its grand visage a familiar sight given his past experience here. The gator seems to have recently gotten into a scuff, his slacks tattered and his arm bloodied from whatever attacker he'd recently fended off, the other arm holding his blade slung over one shoulder. "Pheew, thank the stars I am not late." Re-sheathing his weapon, the fella adjusts his cuffs a bit and makes his way into their appointed meeting ground. Sure enough, a crowd was gathering. No doubt folks were getting together in support of their chubby and mysterious patron. What the hell does Tanuki want to do with a scruffy science boy anyway? Bah, as if they didn't have enough worries to deal with. Bloody otherworldly pig-faced buggers. With a sharp huff out his nostrils, Magnus nears the others and dusts himself off a bit. "Hello hello. What's all this about an egghead looking to sign on with our loveable ring-tailed raccoon dog?"
(Kar-dragon) A kitsune arrives, cladded in power armor, save for the helmet, which he is holding under one of his arms. As Kar enters the place, he looks at those present, specially the man on the rubble, before putting the helmet on and taking position by the door. "As far as I understand it, this is the place, yes." He says to Narwen, his voice distorted by the filter on the microphone of his armor.
(Fenris) The human agent's frown deepens as each mutant arrives. "God, what a circus," he growls, shaking his head. He lights up a cigarette and adjusts his sun-glasses as he stands up. "Alright, you clowns," he says, "Listen up, cause I don't plan to repeat myself."

He looks over the motley crew. "One of our top scientists, Elias Thomas has been abducted by the tanuki," he explains, "Mr. Thomas is a valuable Zephyr asset and we cannot let this stand."
(Moresson) Moresson glances over at Kar-Dragon, noticing the fellow power armor pilot. She takes a moment to admire the mutant's readiness, before her attention is given back to the Zephyr representative. Other than the Zephyr man and the kitsune, she doesn't address anyone else. "Wait... I thought this was for Zephyr, not the Survivalists." she says pointedly at the Zephyr agent, if not to put his bigotry into perspective, then at least piss him off.
(Willy) Willy waves to Junes in response and chuckles and waves to Narwen before the Agent begins to speak. He simple nods in response before asking. He starts to ask a question before he hears Moressons comment and chuckles a little more. Gathering himself, he asks the agent. "I see...where have they taken him?" he asks.
(Crypto) Crypto is expressionless as he asks, "What is the plan? What are the demands of the kidnappers and how many are there? What tech could he be working on that the Tanuki would be interest and could we see this tech being used against us today?"
(Magnus) "Well ain't you a fuckin' charmer." The gator hisses in response, moving nearer to the man who'd just so freely insulted them. "I'm no clown, pal. I'm a street magician. Wanna see a magic trick? I can make your head disappear." He opens that massive gator maw wide and *CHOMP* makes his teeth catch a hair's distance from the man's nose. "Pity I'd have to charge for the act though. Do yourself a favor, drop the ego and tell us where your boy is so we can ramshackle him back. Keep pissing me off and I won't guarantee you'll have him in one piece." Magnus growls quietly, hissing as he turns and rejoins the crowd.