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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>While the lobby is still very busy with the hussle and bustle of both employees and customers... including the ever-present sexual fun going on in verious spots around, a collie herm adjusts hir suit. Shi's set up a folding table, beside and slightly behind hir a large device. It looks like some kind of teleporter pad out of Star Trek! Shi picks up a group of papers and taps them on the table, organizes the pens, and puts on a smile, hoping that shi'd get someone over to fill out the survey and let a fe small tests be conducted. As for hir apperence, shi looks rather average, DD breasts and 2 more C cups contained in hir suit. The pants loose enough to not make any male equipment shi might have visable, though a quick bit of sniffing would tell shi is definately of both genders hirself. The suit is very basic, a grey over jacket with a white button up under it, and grey slacks. No shoes.<br> <br>Cookies steps through the lobby doors, clad in her usual garb- tube top, skinny jeans- and looks the collie over, stepping right up. She crosses her arms and tilts her head as she looks the papers over, smiling to herself. "Hello, accountant," she declares cheerfully as she finally looks up at the collie proper, though her tone also carries with it a certain disdain. "I am here for the survey. I assume I will be... compensated for my time, yes? A bite to eat, maybe yes?" She smiles cheerfully. The lion of her affections had food for her in stock, but these guys have frosted donuts and stuff! "As an aside I enjoy sprinkles on my donuts," she says as though it's just an offhanded remark, looking at her claws idly. "None of that coffee. You brew it terribly."<br> <br>Flem stumbles on in, looking rather happy with herself. She'd recently moved in with his best friend and, after so long, had finally carted over her comic books from her old apartment to her new one! She'd left her labcoat behind today, didn't want it getting dirty, so she'd just wore the armor Zephyr provided. Which was conservative enough, but the strange chimera was very notably happy, but not ecstatic. She'd gotten used to the weirdness that happened in the Zephyr Lobby, but the weirdest things tended to come when people started acting very seriously. So, when there was a strangely well-dressed lady with a weird device, it obviously grabbed her attention. "Oh. Hello! This is a survey? Oh, what fun, what for?" She chirped.<br> <br>Not long after Cookies arrives, so to does the supposed lion of her affections, and naturally without any sort of frosted pastry to be had. Dio ascends the downward bound stairs, taking special note to adjust his suit and such, starting from the collar all the way down to his dark pants. Taking an observatory glance around the lobby, it seems someone else shared his small pursuit of fashion as well! He wasn't quite sure he could help out with the subject matter for the event, but he could at least socialize a little. The lion makes his way towards Cookies, putting a gentle hand upon her shoulder while bowing to the lobby residents. "Good evening. I don't think I quite fit your target demographic, but I suppose I've jumped across the fence a few times."<br> <br>With a few answering the allure of a public survey, Mitch, puts on hir best face, "Well, I could call down to the cafe to have them bring up some donuts if you like Ma'am, but you will be compensated, surely." Shi says to cookies, before looking over to Flem and Dio, "We here at Zephyr are always interested in the experiences of our field agents as well as the agents of others. What I have here is a simple survey intended to collect some simple information. We are interested in this strange world we find ourselves in as much as you are I'm sure, but it is my intention to study those, born male, but now find themselves with, ah, some female plumbing and carrying child." Shi says. Though it looks fairly flat, shi gives a slight rub to hir belly. Shi passes out the surveys, "Please fill these out, and come back up with me when you are done." Shi says. On them are a few simple questions, name, birth day, how long you have been infected, where you born male, are you now at least in part female, if so, are you currently pregnant, how long have you been pregnant, have you been pregnant before, how many have you tended to give birth to, have you used the Pregnancy Broadcaster or any other forms of accellerated pregnancy, and finally, have you browsed Zephyr's wonderful collection of pregnancy enhancing merchendice.<br> <br>Flem spots Dio. She recognizes him! Well. She recognized him as a her. "Are you that lion fellow that makes clothes?" She asked before adressing the surveyor. And after she dropped the sales pitch, she seemed shocked. "Oh dear. Oh dear! I, um. I've never been pregnant! Does, um. Does that exempt me from taking the survey? Oh, I hate not being able to help out on these things! This is where science happens!" She was worried! She did take the clip board and gave it a good reading before she'd go to fill it out. It would be wrong not to!<br> <br>Cookies gives two thumbs up to Mitch with a grin. "Donuts, yesss. You do that..." She squints at her, Data nanomagic prying at the basic info on her comm. "... Mitch! Mitch Mitch Mitch," she repeats, as though getting familiar with it. "Haven't mmmmet anyone nammmmed Mmmmmitch yet," she muses. Her ear quirks at the words 'and carrying child'. She takes a sharp breath in through her teeth and sighs it out. "Oooh. That's not so good, Mitch. I was under the impression it would just be the 'male to female' thing, Mitch. Boy oh boy, I could regale quite a story, tellyawhat Mitch," she insists, more carefully looking over the questions now, biting her lip and nodding a bit, looking confident. "I can answer MOST of these questions, though, easy, Mitch. Hey, you callin' in those donuts yet?" She pauses briefly. "Mmmitch?"

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Participants

• Buffy
• Cookies
• Dio
• Flem
• Foxheart
• Marda
• Miranai
• Seguro

Date

9/4/2014

Log

While the lobby is still very busy with the hussle and bustle of both employees and customers... including the ever-present sexual fun going on in verious spots around, a collie herm adjusts hir suit. Shi's set up a folding table, beside and slightly behind hir a large device. It looks like some kind of teleporter pad out of Star Trek! Shi picks up a group of papers and taps them on the table, organizes the pens, and puts on a smile, hoping that shi'd get someone over to fill out the survey and let a fe small tests be conducted. As for hir apperence, shi looks rather average, DD breasts and 2 more C cups contained in hir suit. The pants loose enough to not make any male equipment shi might have visable, though a quick bit of sniffing would tell shi is definately of both genders hirself. The suit is very basic, a grey over jacket with a white button up under it, and grey slacks. No shoes.

Cookies steps through the lobby doors, clad in her usual garb- tube top, skinny jeans- and looks the collie over, stepping right up. She crosses her arms and tilts her head as she looks the papers over, smiling to herself. "Hello, accountant," she declares cheerfully as she finally looks up at the collie proper, though her tone also carries with it a certain disdain. "I am here for the survey. I assume I will be... compensated for my time, yes? A bite to eat, maybe yes?" She smiles cheerfully. The lion of her affections had food for her in stock, but these guys have frosted donuts and stuff! "As an aside I enjoy sprinkles on my donuts," she says as though it's just an offhanded remark, looking at her claws idly. "None of that coffee. You brew it terribly."

Flem stumbles on in, looking rather happy with herself. She'd recently moved in with his best friend and, after so long, had finally carted over her comic books from her old apartment to her new one! She'd left her labcoat behind today, didn't want it getting dirty, so she'd just wore the armor Zephyr provided. Which was conservative enough, but the strange chimera was very notably happy, but not ecstatic. She'd gotten used to the weirdness that happened in the Zephyr Lobby, but the weirdest things tended to come when people started acting very seriously. So, when there was a strangely well-dressed lady with a weird device, it obviously grabbed her attention. "Oh. Hello! This is a survey? Oh, what fun, what for?" She chirped.

Not long after Cookies arrives, so to does the supposed lion of her affections, and naturally without any sort of frosted pastry to be had. Dio ascends the downward bound stairs, taking special note to adjust his suit and such, starting from the collar all the way down to his dark pants. Taking an observatory glance around the lobby, it seems someone else shared his small pursuit of fashion as well! He wasn't quite sure he could help out with the subject matter for the event, but he could at least socialize a little. The lion makes his way towards Cookies, putting a gentle hand upon her shoulder while bowing to the lobby residents. "Good evening. I don't think I quite fit your target demographic, but I suppose I've jumped across the fence a few times."

With a few answering the allure of a public survey, Mitch, puts on hir best face, "Well, I could call down to the cafe to have them bring up some donuts if you like Ma'am, but you will be compensated, surely." Shi says to cookies, before looking over to Flem and Dio, "We here at Zephyr are always interested in the experiences of our field agents as well as the agents of others. What I have here is a simple survey intended to collect some simple information. We are interested in this strange world we find ourselves in as much as you are I'm sure, but it is my intention to study those, born male, but now find themselves with, ah, some female plumbing and carrying child." Shi says. Though it looks fairly flat, shi gives a slight rub to hir belly. Shi passes out the surveys, "Please fill these out, and come back up with me when you are done." Shi says. On them are a few simple questions, name, birth day, how long you have been infected, where you born male, are you now at least in part female, if so, are you currently pregnant, how long have you been pregnant, have you been pregnant before, how many have you tended to give birth to, have you used the Pregnancy Broadcaster or any other forms of accellerated pregnancy, and finally, have you browsed Zephyr's wonderful collection of pregnancy enhancing merchendice.

Flem spots Dio. She recognizes him! Well. She recognized him as a her. "Are you that lion fellow that makes clothes?" She asked before adressing the surveyor. And after she dropped the sales pitch, she seemed shocked. "Oh dear. Oh dear! I, um. I've never been pregnant! Does, um. Does that exempt me from taking the survey? Oh, I hate not being able to help out on these things! This is where science happens!" She was worried! She did take the clip board and gave it a good reading before she'd go to fill it out. It would be wrong not to!

Cookies gives two thumbs up to Mitch with a grin. "Donuts, yesss. You do that..." She squints at her, Data nanomagic prying at the basic info on her comm. "... Mitch! Mitch Mitch Mitch," she repeats, as though getting familiar with it. "Haven't mmmmet anyone nammmmed Mmmmmitch yet," she muses. Her ear quirks at the words 'and carrying child'. She takes a sharp breath in through her teeth and sighs it out. "Oooh. That's not so good, Mitch. I was under the impression it would just be the 'male to female' thing, Mitch. Boy oh boy, I could regale quite a story, tellyawhat Mitch," she insists, more carefully looking over the questions now, biting her lip and nodding a bit, looking confident. "I can answer MOST of these questions, though, easy, Mitch. Hey, you callin' in those donuts yet?" She pauses briefly. "Mmmitch?"