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In Army PT uniform, a blue female husky walks into the lobby. She's holding her head, the t-shirt top stretched over her breasts as if she couldn't get one that fit more properly, exposing her mid-drift. She staggers a bit as she walks along, giving a slight whimper. Behind her, though staying outside and in the doorway are a few... mostly huskies. They look very worried about the one who's walked in like that. She seems completely unkept, fur ragged, hair unbrushed, twin deep blue eyes looking out, but perhaps unseeing, or unnoticing.

Twitch sits upon the railing to the second floor, a extraplaner guitar in laying across the Cat's lap as she looks down over the lobby to watch the folks below with an interested gaze. Her right hand reaching up to slip free from her kimono sleeve to run along one of her horns. "Now... What is this?"

Tyrel yawns and stretches as she wanders in from down below. She grimaces slightly walking bow legged towards the couch. She gives a quick wave to everyone gathered before tossing herself onto her belly on a couch.

Continuing to stagger about, the husky falls down to her handpaws, but continues walking along, a bit easier now. She whimpers audibly, many others besides Twitch looking at her. Though less busy then the day time hours, Zephyr lobby never sleeps. As she looks over at a Latex Fox girl, she finds herself far less latex and far more girl. She gasps out, looking to the Clockwork Fox Guy she is with. He looks shocked as well, though happy about what he sees! A pair with laser pistols ready watch the husky much more closely.

Twitch idly taps her foot against the ledge as she watches, slowly moving to place her guitar down safely as she leans forward... Her right hand gently tapping along the sword at her waist as she chuckles. "...I see... Looks like somebody's in a spot of trouble arn't they? I wonder if the lobby goers shall help, or just let the guards do what they love to do?" The demonic cat's tail flicking as she gives Cheshire grin while watching, easily amused to see how this will all play out.

Chrysalys Enters from the lobby elevator, Sporting new clothes that were given to her on her birthday as prommised to the maker of them. She blushed abit externaly, but internaly loved it, As she still had her FN2000 And sword holstered on her back, with what seems like a bite mark on her neck.

Tyrel rolls over onto her side, parting her thighs a bit as she looks towards the husky collapsing in the middle of the floor. She watches to see if anyone moves to the rescue of the poor girl.

Chrysalys sees the collapsed husky as at once she was over there. She pulled out her Paramedic's kit filled with anisthetics and everything that could be needed on the field as she starts to patch up the husky. "What the hell happened to you?"

The blue husky continues to walk along, looking about as if dazed by something, those who followed her giving soft whines to each other as they watch from outside the doors. She turns, looks as if she is pacing, though now most giving her a wide wide breath. As she looks around though, a few might notice a shift in the color of her eyes. Approched, she looks up to Chrysalys, giving a whimper, "Head hurt..." she says, but as she looks over the german shepherd girl, she too would start to change...

Tyrel sits up on the couch and watches as Chrysalys moves towards her. "Do you need any help?" she asks with concern, looking down at her full, leaking breasts. "I...could give her some of my milk if need be..." she calls out sheepishly.

33 minutes > Twitch chuckles as the woman's "power" seems to be running errant enough to cause it to affect people she focuses on, a pair of dark red ozzy styled glasses coming into being over her eyes as she taps her chin. "Oh my, oh me... How indeed will this quandry be solved? I suppose I could try for a inhibiter? No no too risky her metabolism would break through it... Physical intervention would just bring her friends from outside as well, though the guards would be on them just as quick. That'd make this all a tad bit chaotic, suppose that should be a last option. Perhaps they can convince her to let herself be made unconcious?"

Minue Slowly yawns and sits up her body stiff from not moving at all. her feathers slightly ruffeled and her stomach still swollen with new life

Chrysalys starts to reach in her Medkit to get some pain releaver as she feels a shift in herself as she becomes a bit more top heavy as her breasts were...growing a bit? "w..whats going on?" as she looks herself over. 19 minutes > This mysterious blue husky continues to focus mostly on Chrysalys, "One.. of The People... ohh.. head hurt why can't sleep?" She asks, looking briefly to Tyrel as she gets up. She shakes her head a bit, before looking to the German Shepherd once more. "Why hurt and not sleep?" She asks, a perpetual whine caught in her throat, "And why Coyote talk so much?" She asks. As she looks to Chrysalys though, the shifting for her doesn't stop at just slightly increased breast size...

Twitch begins to slowly clap as she raises her voice, the Demonic Cat seeming to find myrthfull joy in the chaotic situation as she calls out. "That is a coyote dedicant, aparantly loosing control! She seems to be using her powers without realization doesn't she? It's a terrible state really. You may want to find a way to sedate her, or to get her to sedate herself... Or you'll be finding your body changing rather constantly indeed. Granted if you're an adept, this shouldn't be a problem." She nods to herself as she remains seated on that ledge, waiting to see what the others would do.

Tyrel blinks as the husky shakes her head, she lowers herself back down onto the couch and shrugs her shoulders. A soft sigh escapes her lips as she purses them together, as her mind begins to wander. She leans back onto the couch, resting upright and continues to watch. She looks up hearing a voice from above, her eyes darting up to him. "A coyote loosing control? That doesn't sound good..." she mumbles to herself.

Chrysalys at this point doubles over a bit as she looks quite confused,shock,and in slight panic. As...a second set just apeared as well about the same size as the first as she heard the cat deamons words, She started to scavange around for a seditive, but when the kit droped, the vial broke. "S...shit.."

The husky's plight continues, she licks her lips, whimpering a bit more loudly as she closes her eyes tight, "He is very ex.. cited, something coming but... Angel wants sleep... Lily wants sleep too..." She says, seeming to trying hard to stop what was going on for her. As she opens her eyes again, she looks to a passing Skunk Girl... who finds themselves a Skunk Guy now, shocked, but looks happily to the two other girls she... he is with. The guards themselves continue to keep an eye on what is going on, however, it seems that some agents were handling things.

Twitch taps her chin slightly as she watches Chrysalys flail with her kit, the Demonic Cat's tail wrapping around the railing slightly. "In the event that a clean sedation is not plausible, then you may have to go for just blinding her. Burlaps sacks, thick t-shirts... Anything that could cut off her line of sight to you or others. Though I willsay to tic toc, each second is another where her poor mind seems to delve farther down the rabit hole per se... Pluss, if it does get too chaotic you don't want guard intervention lest her friends outside decide they need to defend her."

Tyrel peels off her jersey without a second thought at the cat's mention of needing to blind the out of control coyote. She throws it towards the center of the room, her throw going wide right. "Here you go! You can have my shirt if it will help!" she giggles out softly, her breasts bouncing freely upon her chest.

Chrysalys Takes her by the shoulders as she takes the shirt. "look over hear" she says to the husky as she waits for the locking of eyes as she takes the shirt and starts to blind fold her.

The husky does indeed look over to Chrysalys, whimpering and whining. Though the coyote magic pulsing through her, along with her general confused state gives at least one more change, as the doggy girl finds herself much... much bigger than she was a moment ago, denser as well! "You make Coyote stop talking so loud?" She asks, her pack outside looking increasingly worried but not coming in. Some of the lobby rats get a bit closer to his unusual husky, others farther away. Seems some are hopeful for some change in their lives!

Twitch nods gently as Chrysalys manages to work towards blindfolding the husky, the demonic cat slowly standing as she begins to balance along the second floor railing. "Very good. Now remember, her cooperation is key in having this go off without a hitch. Explain to her what a sedative will do, and remind her she needs to have her friends move away after you administer it... If she agrees, then you should be in the clear to try and sedate her and bring her down to Triage." The Demonic Cat seemingly choosing to leave out the fact Zephyr would take immense interest to this case, and all said and done the husky could end up in a lab for 'diagnosis'.

The foxherm came at an unusual time, very early in the morning or was it still night? Either way shi walked up to the zephyr building and entered the lobby first gazing over the room incase she could find some familiar faces. seing that she walked in on something happening she decided to go take a cup of coffee from the counter before coming back to the lobby.

Tyrel watches as Chrysalys swells in size her eyes widening. She motions the lifting of a shirt up to several people in the room as she points back towards Angelily. "Off with the clothes! You heard the kitty from up above! We have to blind her!" I don't know about you all, but I don't want to end up looking like one of thase latex or demonic freaks!" she squeals out.

Chrysalys Acts a bit panicked as her size increases from 5'5" to 9'5" as the suden shift makes her drop the shirt as her change happened, as she scrambled a bit to pick it back up and blind fold her again, not wanting her to do anything rash, she keeps her eyes on the husky, unknown to her that her gaze was what was doing this as she was now very disorientated as in whats going on.

This odd Husky gives some more soft whimpers, but has her eyes covered now. Unforunately that doesn't quite stop the power she has, but with even less focus, things seem to have calmed greatly. A few look disappointed, most relieved as it seems the random changing has stopped. "You stop Coyote's talking? He is getting loud..." She complains, though there doesn't seem to be anyone or anything talking loudly, nor much sound other then the general chatter.

The odd Husky gives some more soft whimpers, keeping her eyes up to Chrysalys... who finds themselves with a new wet slit between her legs, complete with pleasure button hidden under the upper folds! "You stop Coyote Talking? He is getting loud..." She complains, though there doesn't seem to be anyone or anything talking loudly, nor much sound other then the general chatter. A few get a bit closer, a few farther away, though a tiger guard starts walking up, "Agents, you have this under control?" He asks.

Twitch sighs as she listens to Tyrel, her gaze flicking down as she debates to find offense from the comment about demons and such, before looking back to Chrysalys. "Calm down now girl, you need to not get too worked up. Remember, you're the key to keeping the peace right now. A shirt, a jacket, even a sack. Anything to block the line of sight will help you... And for god's sake, reassure the girl you're going to help her! You have a voice don't you?" Her gaze then flicks to the crowd below as she clears her throat. "And it'd be best to keep a wide berth around the girl, or the guards may mistake it for a mob and a -lot- of you will find yourself in a good deal of pain as you get caught between their fire, and that pack just outside the doors." Her gaze snapping to the guard as she smiles. "She'll have it under control, don't you worry. She just needs to remember how her hands work."

Tyrel points up to the cat and then back down at Chrysalys. "What he said....do what he said!" she calls out, scooting towards the edge of her couch as she looks for her jersey that she threw out there. "Use the shirt...er...jersey...er...whatever it is! Use it to blind her!"

Chrysalys picks up the jearsy and puts it around the huskie's eyes as she talks to her. "Its ok were hear to help you, stay calm" as she continues to blindfold

Angelily gives a few more whimpers as she is blindfolded. The chaotic power within though wasn't to be denied. She was still completely confused, though slightly reassured... she focuses on that reassuring voice. "You help? Make Coyote quiet?" She asks. Instead of going off quite so randomly, Angelily seems to have some of her focus back, though not all of it, not enough to stop doing what she was doing. The changes focus upon her helper now! The guard and a few others continue to watch!

Twitch nods gently as she leans forward some, catching herself before she could fall. "Good, you've gotten her blindfolded. Now, if the loud on on the couch would assist you by rummaging through your medical pack you dropped to find your sedatives this will go a -lot- quicker. Until then, explain to her that the sedatives will put her to sleep so Coyote stops talking, and then you'll get her to the folks who will be able to make it all better... But she -needs- to tell her pack to back away." The cat's tail flicking in anticipation as she looks over to the pack at the doors, figuring either way this goes it's a win win for her entertainment.

Tyrel blinks as she is referred to as a loud one, she rises to her feet and makes her way over towards the pack. "Uh...what's a sedative look like?" she asks as she lowers herself to the floor and begins to pick curiously through the bag. She pulls out a random package of pills and holds them up. "Is this a sedative?" she asks curiously.

Chrysalys blind folded and calmed the husky down. as she went to help find the seditives, she started to change again...as she started to grow a cock and balls? that match with her or rather, Hir, size. as she doubled over abit, sie continues to find the seditive and picks it up as sie holds it,"t...this is it. If you want me to help you, you need to tell the group outside its ok, and that no harm is coming to you."

Angelily continues her rapent changes to Chrysalys!! Breasts that fill out, until they are down to hir waist! Balls that would fill hir lap should she sit down, a rod that is as long as hir leg! She listens though, 'looking' toward the exit she gives a quick sequence of barks. Looking to each other the mostly huskies give a few barks back, before Angelily cuts them off with a long, loud growl. They, seemingly unwillingly, depart for some location, likely 'home'. "You can help? Make Coyote stop for a while?" She asks, very innocently. She 'looks' toward Tyrel, "Angel knows things, but can't see! How would she know?" She asks. More whimpers, she seems to be in more pain, real or imagined, by the moment.

Twitch nods as she watches the huskies leave, a grin creeping across her face as she goes to jump down onto the reception desk, and then finally onto the floor not but a handfull of paces from the group. "Congratulations, you're almost there. Now, you're going to need a double dose of the sedatives to properly knock out an infected, as we don't know if her metabolism is advanced or not. Either way, it won't kill her... The nanites will prevent an overdose. After that, the triage unit will be safe to bring her downstairs to ensure she's in good hands." The cat's tail flicking as a low purr leaves her, curious to see what some of her higher ups have to say once they get a coyote that appears to medically -need- supervision after all.

Tyrel rises up to her feet as the coyote mentions pain. She rises up and begins to move towards her, offering her breasts. "If you're in pain I have milk!" she squeaks out, hoisting her teat towards her lips. She looks towards Chrysalys, blinking as she begins to grow and grow and grow, her eyes widening in surprise. "Uh....you may have been a bit slow with the blindfold!" she squeaks out.

Chrysalys nods to The cat deamon thing as sie sets the seditive's needles to a double dose as sie injects the huskie with the seditive as sie keeps hold of her as not to let her fall

Angelily starts to feel suddnly very sleepy... sleepier.. and sleepier. "But... Coyote.. louder when... sleep..." she says, but is out cold shortly after. As she sleeps, so does the power within her. Crisis slowed, averted for now, Angelily little more then a slumbering pile of fur for now, though she twitches, almost as if it is running.

Tyrel her milky jugs ignored, she wanders back to the couch and flops back down into place on her belly, yawning as she looks back out over the lobby. She lazily rocks her legs back and forth.

Twitch grins and puts her fingers into her mouths, whistling to the guards before waving her arm around. "Come now my good men and women, time to see this woman safe in Zephyr's care. Do take care to properly inform both the doctors in triage and in the lab, and do let the lab doctors know as we've most likely not seen a case like this before, a simple one dash fourteen form should see her safe and ready for evaluation and 'treatment'." The demonic cat giving a wink to the tiger guard from earlier before turning to face Chrysalys. "And congratulations to you! Working through all of that chaos to see this situation resolved peacefully and for the betterment of us all. Bravo indeed~"

Chrysalys nods to the cat demon. "Sorry for fumbling stuff up at the begining. This was a higher pressure situation then im use to. By the way, im chrysalys, im usualy down in the triage." as she looks to tyrel "And thanks for your help as well."

Tyrel shrugs her shoulders nodding. "It was just my shirt...it was a nice shirt too...just as long as I get it back it will all be ok I suppose."

Twitch nods to Chrysalys as she goes to move out of the way for the triage and guards that'd be quick to move Angelily most likely. "Do you now? Fair enough, bit of a slow pace down there given what the nanites do... But you did well enough indeed." The cat grinning widely as she pats her chest. "Captain Twitch of the red fox group of Zephyr, I think I'll write you up a nice warm letter of commendation for your work down here." Her gaze turning then to Tyrel as she snickers and reaches into her bag, throwing a shirt to Tyrel. "In the meantime."

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+<div></div><br>In Army PT uniform, a blue female husky walks into the lobby. She's holding her head, the t-shirt top stretched over her breasts as if she couldn't get one that fit more properly, exposing her mid-drift. She staggers a bit as she walks along, giving a slight whimper. Behind her, though staying outside and in the doorway are a few... mostly huskies. They look very worried about the one who's walked in like that. She seems completely unkept, fur ragged, hair unbrushed, twin deep blue eyes looking out, but perhaps unseeing, or unnoticing.<br> <br>Twitch sits upon the railing to the second floor, a extraplaner guitar in laying across the Cat's lap as she looks down over the lobby to watch the folks below with an interested gaze. Her right hand reaching up to slip free from her kimono sleeve to run along one of her horns. "Now... What is this?"<br> <br> Tyrel yawns and stretches as she wanders in from down below.  She grimaces slightly walking bow legged towards the couch.  She gives a quick wave to everyone gathered before tossing herself onto her belly on a couch.<br> <br> Continuing to stagger about, the husky falls down to her handpaws, but continues walking along, a bit easier now. She whimpers audibly, many others besides Twitch looking at her. Though less busy then the day time hours, Zephyr lobby never sleeps. As she looks over at a Latex Fox girl, she finds herself far less latex and far more girl. She gasps out, looking to the Clockwork Fox Guy she is with. He looks shocked as well, though happy about what he sees! A pair with laser pistols ready watch the husky much more closely.<br> <br> Twitch idly taps her foot against the ledge as she watches, slowly moving to place her guitar down safely as she leans forward... Her right hand gently tapping along the sword at her waist as she chuckles. "...I see... Looks like somebody's in a spot of trouble arn't they? I wonder if the lobby goers shall help, or just let the guards do what they love to do?" The demonic cat's tail flicking as she gives Cheshire grin while watching, easily amused to see how this will all play out.<br> <br> Chrysalys Enters from the lobby elevator, Sporting new clothes that were given to her on her birthday as prommised to the maker of them. She blushed abit externaly, but internaly loved it, As she still had her FN2000 And sword holstered on her back, with what seems like a bite mark on her neck. <br> <br> Tyrel rolls over onto her side, parting her thighs a bit as she looks towards the husky collapsing in the middle of the floor.  She watches to see if anyone moves to the rescue of the poor girl.<br> <br> Chrysalys sees the collapsed husky as at once she was over there. She pulled out her Paramedic's kit filled with anisthetics and everything that could be needed on the field as she starts to patch up the husky. "What the hell happened to you?"<br> <br> The blue husky continues to walk along, looking about as if dazed by something, those who followed her giving soft whines to each other as they watch from outside the doors. She turns, looks as if she is pacing, though now most giving her a wide wide breath. As she looks around though, a few might notice a shift in the color of her eyes. Approched, she looks up to Chrysalys, giving a whimper, "Head hurt..." she says, but as she looks over the german shepherd girl, she too would start to change...<br> <br> Tyrel sits up on the couch and watches as Chrysalys moves towards her.  "Do you need any help?" she asks with concern, looking down at her full, leaking breasts.  "I...could give her some of my milk if need be..." she calls out sheepishly.
+minutes > Twitch chuckles as the woman's "power" seems to be running errant enough to cause it to affect people she focuses on, a pair of dark red ozzy styled glasses coming into being over her eyes as she taps her chin. "Oh my, oh me... How indeed will this quandry be solved? I suppose I could try for a inhibiter? No no too risky her metabolism would break through it... Physical intervention would just bring her friends from outside as well, though the guards would be on them just as quick. That'd make this all a tad bit chaotic, suppose that should be a last option. Perhaps they can convince her to let herself be made unconcious?"<br> <br> Minue Slowly yawns and sits up her body stiff from not moving at all.  her feathers slightly ruffeled and her stomach still swollen with new life<br> <br> Chrysalys starts to reach in her Medkit to get some pain releaver as she feels a shift in herself as she becomes a bit more top heavy as her breasts were...growing a bit? "w..whats going on?" as she looks herself over.
+minutes > This mysterious blue husky continues to focus mostly on Chrysalys, "One.. of The People... ohh.. head hurt why can't sleep?" She asks, looking briefly to Tyrel as she gets up. She shakes her head a bit, before looking to the German Shepherd once more. "Why hurt and not sleep?" She asks, a perpetual whine caught in her throat, "And why Coyote talk so much?" She asks. As she looks to Chrysalys though, the shifting for her doesn't stop at just slightly increased breast size...<br> <br> Twitch begins to slowly clap as she raises her voice, the Demonic Cat seeming to find myrthfull joy in the chaotic situation as she calls out. "That is a coyote dedicant, aparantly loosing control! She seems to be using her powers without realization doesn't she? It's a terrible state really. You may want to find a way to sedate her, or to get her to sedate herself... Or you'll be finding your body changing rather constantly indeed. Granted if you're an adept, this shouldn't be a problem." She nods to herself as she remains seated on that ledge, waiting to see what the others would do.<br> <br> Tyrel blinks as the husky shakes her head, she lowers herself back down onto the couch and shrugs her shoulders.  A soft sigh escapes her lips as she purses them together, as her mind begins to wander.  She leans back onto the couch, resting upright and continues to watch.  She looks up hearing a voice from above, her eyes darting up to him.  "A coyote loosing control?  That doesn't sound good..." she mumbles to herself.<br> <br> Chrysalys at this point doubles over a bit as she looks quite confused,shock,and in slight panic. As...a second set just apeared as well about the same size as the first as she heard the cat deamons words, She started to scavange around for a seditive, but when the kit droped, the vial broke. "S...shit.."<br> <br> The husky's plight continues, she licks her lips, whimpering a bit more loudly as she closes her eyes tight, "He is very ex.. cited, something coming but... Angel wants sleep... Lily wants sleep too..." She says, seeming to trying hard to stop what was going on for her. As she opens her eyes again, she looks to a passing Skunk Girl... who finds themselves a Skunk Guy now, shocked, but looks happily to the two other girls she... he is with. The guards themselves continue to keep an eye on what is going on, however, it seems that some agents were handling things.<br> <br> Twitch taps her chin slightly as she watches Chrysalys flail with her kit, the Demonic Cat's tail wrapping around the railing slightly. "In the event that a clean sedation is not plausible, then you may have to go for just blinding her. Burlaps sacks, thick t-shirts... Anything that could cut off her line of sight to you or others. Though I willsay to tic toc, each second is another where her poor mind seems to delve farther down the rabit hole per se... Pluss, if it does get too chaotic you don't want guard intervention lest her friends outside decide they need to defend her."<br> <br>Tyrel peels off her jersey without a second thought at the cat's mention of needing to blind the out of control coyote.  She throws it towards the center of the room, her throw going wide right.  "Here you go!  You can have my shirt if it will help!" she giggles out softly, her breasts bouncing freely upon her chest.<br> <br>Chrysalys Takes her by the shoulders as she takes the shirt. "look over hear" she says to the husky as she waits for the locking of eyes as she takes the shirt and starts to blind fold her.<br> <br>The husky does indeed look over to Chrysalys, whimpering and whining. Though the coyote magic pulsing through her, along with her general confused state gives at least one more change, as the doggy girl finds herself much... much bigger than she was a moment ago, denser as well! "You make Coyote stop talking so loud?" She asks, her pack outside looking increasingly worried but not coming in. Some of the lobby rats get a bit closer to his unusual husky, others farther away. Seems some are hopeful for some change in their lives!<br> <br>Twitch nods gently as Chrysalys manages to work towards blindfolding the husky, the demonic cat slowly standing as she begins to balance along the second floor railing. "Very good. Now remember, her cooperation is key in having this go off without a hitch. Explain to her what a sedative will do, and remind her she needs to have her friends move away after you administer it... If she agrees, then you should be in the clear to try and sedate her and bring her down to Triage." The Demonic Cat seemingly choosing to leave out the fact Zephyr would take immense interest to this case, and all said and done the husky could end up in a lab for 'diagnosis'.<br> <br>The foxherm came at an unusual time,  very early in the morning or was it still night? Either way shi walked up to the zephyr building and entered the lobby first gazing over the room incase she could find some familiar faces. seing that she walked in on something happening she decided to go take a cup of coffee from the counter before coming back to the lobby.<br> <br>Tyrel watches as Chrysalys swells in size her eyes widening.  She motions the lifting of a shirt up to several people in the room as she points back towards Angelily.  "Off with the clothes!  You heard the kitty from up above!  We have to blind her!"  I don't know about you all, but I don't want to end up looking like one of thase latex or demonic freaks!" she squeals out.<br> <br>Chrysalys Acts a bit panicked as her size increases from 5'5" to 9'5" as the suden shift makes her drop the shirt as her change happened, as she scrambled a bit to pick it back up and blind fold her again, not wanting her to do anything rash, she keeps her eyes on the husky, unknown to her that her gaze was what was doing this as she was now very disorientated as in whats going on.<br> <br>This odd Husky gives some more soft whimpers, but has her eyes covered now. Unforunately that doesn't quite stop the power she has, but with even less focus, things seem to have calmed greatly. A few look disappointed, most relieved as it seems the random changing has stopped. "You stop Coyote's talking? He is getting loud..." She complains, though there doesn't seem to be anyone or anything talking loudly, nor much sound other then the general chatter.<br> <br>The odd Husky gives some more soft whimpers, keeping her eyes up to Chrysalys... who finds themselves with a new wet slit between her legs, complete with pleasure button hidden under the upper folds! "You stop Coyote Talking? He is getting loud..." She complains, though there doesn't seem to be anyone or anything talking loudly, nor much sound other then the general chatter. A few get a bit closer, a few farther away, though a tiger guard starts walking up, "Agents, you have this under control?" He asks.<br> <br>Twitch sighs as she listens to Tyrel, her gaze flicking down as she debates to find offense from the comment about demons and such, before looking back to Chrysalys. "Calm down now girl, you need to not get too worked up. Remember, you're the key to keeping the peace right now. A shirt, a jacket, even a sack. Anything to block the line of sight will help you... And for god's sake, reassure the girl you're going to help her! You have a voice don't you?" Her gaze then flicks to the crowd below as she clears her throat. "And it'd be best to keep a wide berth around the girl, or the guards may mistake it for a mob and a -lot- of you will find yourself in a good deal of pain as you get caught between their fire, and that pack just outside the doors." Her gaze snapping to the guard as she smiles. "She'll have it under control, don't you worry. She just needs to remember how her hands work."<br> <br>Tyrel points up to the cat and then back down at Chrysalys.  "What he said....do what he said!" she calls out, scooting towards the edge of her couch as she looks for her jersey that she threw out there.  "Use the shirt...er...jersey...er...whatever it is!  Use it to blind her!"<br> <br>Chrysalys picks up the jearsy and puts it around the huskie's eyes as she talks to her. "Its ok were hear to help you, stay calm" as she continues to blindfold<br> <br>Angelily gives a few more whimpers as she is blindfolded. The chaotic power within though wasn't to be denied. She was still completely confused, though slightly reassured... she focuses on that reassuring voice. "You help? Make Coyote quiet?" She asks. Instead of going off quite so randomly, Angelily seems to have some of her focus back, though not all of it, not enough to stop doing what she was doing. The changes focus upon her helper now! The guard and a few others continue to watch!<br> <br>Twitch nods gently as she leans forward some, catching herself before she could fall. "Good, you've gotten her blindfolded. Now, if the loud on on the couch would assist you by rummaging through your medical pack you dropped to find your sedatives this will go a -lot- quicker. Until then, explain to her that the sedatives will put her to sleep so Coyote stops talking, and then you'll get her to the folks who will be able to make it all better... But she -needs- to tell her pack to back away." The cat's tail flicking in anticipation as she looks over to the pack at the doors, figuring either way this goes it's a win win for her entertainment.<br> <br>Tyrel blinks as she is referred to as a loud one, she rises to her feet and makes her way over towards the pack.  "Uh...what's a sedative look like?" she asks as she lowers herself to the floor and begins to pick curiously through the bag.  She pulls out a random package of pills and holds them up.  "Is this a sedative?" she asks curiously.<br> <br>Chrysalys blind folded and calmed the husky down. as she went to help find the seditives, she started to change again...as she started to grow a cock and balls? that match with her or rather, Hir, size. as she doubled over abit, sie continues to find the seditive and picks it up as sie holds it,"t...this is it. If you want me to help you, you need to tell the group outside its ok, and that no harm is coming to you."<br> <br>Angelily continues her rapent changes to Chrysalys!! Breasts that fill out, until they are down to hir waist! Balls that would fill hir lap should she sit down, a rod that is as long as hir leg! She listens though, 'looking' toward the exit she gives a quick sequence of barks. Looking to each other the mostly huskies give a few barks back, before Angelily cuts them off with a long, loud growl. They, seemingly unwillingly, depart for some location, likely 'home'. "You can help? Make Coyote stop for a while?" She asks, very innocently. She 'looks' toward Tyrel, "Angel knows things, but can't see! How would she know?" She asks. More whimpers, she seems to be in more pain, real or imagined, by the moment.<br> <br>Twitch nods as she watches the huskies leave, a grin creeping across her face as she goes to jump down onto the reception desk, and then finally onto the floor not but a handfull of paces from the group. "Congratulations, you're almost there. Now, you're going to need a double dose of the sedatives to properly knock out an infected, as we don't know if her metabolism is advanced or not. Either way, it won't kill her... The nanites will prevent an overdose. After that, the triage unit will be safe to bring her downstairs to ensure she's in good hands." The cat's tail flicking as a low purr leaves her, curious to see what some of her higher ups have to say once they get a coyote that appears to medically -need- supervision after all.<br> <br>Tyrel rises up to her feet as the coyote mentions pain.  She rises up and begins to move towards her, offering her breasts.  "If you're in pain I have milk!" she squeaks out, hoisting her teat towards her lips.  She looks towards Chrysalys, blinking as she begins to grow and grow and grow, her eyes widening in surprise.  "Uh....you may have been a bit slow with the blindfold!" she squeaks out.<br> <br>Chrysalys nods to The cat deamon thing as sie sets the seditive's needles to a double dose as sie injects the huskie with the seditive as sie keeps hold of her as not to let her fall<br> <br>Angelily starts to feel suddnly very sleepy... sleepier.. and sleepier. "But... Coyote.. louder when... sleep..." she says, but is out cold shortly after. As she sleeps, so does the power within her. Crisis slowed, averted for now, Angelily little more then a slumbering pile of fur for now, though she twitches, almost as if it is running.<br> <br>Tyrel her milky jugs ignored, she wanders back to the couch and flops back down into place on her belly, yawning as she looks back out over the lobby.  She lazily rocks her legs back and forth.<br> <br>Twitch grins and puts her fingers into her mouths, whistling to the guards before waving her arm around. "Come now my good men and women, time to see this woman safe in Zephyr's care. Do take care to properly inform both the doctors in triage and in the lab, and do let the lab doctors know as we've most likely not seen a case like this before, a simple one dash fourteen form should see her safe and ready for evaluation and 'treatment'." The demonic cat giving a wink to the tiger guard from earlier before turning to face Chrysalys. "And congratulations to you! Working through all of that chaos to see this situation resolved peacefully and for the betterment of us all. Bravo indeed~"<br> <br>Chrysalys nods to the cat demon. "Sorry for fumbling stuff up at the begining. This was a higher pressure situation then im use to. By the way, im chrysalys, im usualy down in the triage." as she looks to tyrel "And thanks for your help as well."<br> <br>Tyrel shrugs her shoulders nodding.  "It was just my shirt...it was a nice shirt too...just as long as I get it back it will all be ok I suppose."<br> <br>Twitch nods to Chrysalys as she goes to move out of the way for the triage and guards that'd be quick to move Angelily most likely. "Do you now? Fair enough, bit of a slow pace down there given what the nanites do... But you did well enough indeed." The cat grinning widely as she pats her chest. "Captain Twitch of the red fox group of Zephyr, I think I'll write you up a nice warm letter of commendation for your work down here." Her gaze turning then to Tyrel as she snickers and reaches into her bag, throwing a shirt to Tyrel. "In the meantime."[[Category:RPLogs]]

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