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As the rescue party arrives, they are directed towards the edge of a thick forest near the edge of the Clairmont bubble. They have been told to look for a golden dragon there, and the man in question is easy enough to spot - a solar dragon, in shape at least, is leaning under one of the trees and watching for the ariving agents. He's dressed in rugged jeans and a flanel shirt, and he looks each of you over as you gather.

Edel shuffles along towards the designated target, hands folded behind her. She was dressed fairly sharply today! A black business suit with a skirt, and a relaxed white dress shirt with the top button undone. Snappy and casual! "So! Who are we looking for, exactly?" She asks, ears twitching as she sniffs at the air.

Rokarion arrives to the scene. They are wearing their usual black uniform with a helmet. Surpisingly, they are not wearing their backpack or any of their usualy weapons. Instead only a pistol holster is found on their left hip, and the hidden Zephyr bodysuit underneath their clothing. Obvious are the four sphereical drones hovering around their inventor. All sharing the same central sphereical design but with obvious outer structural differences. The drones float near their master while their yellow optical sensors scan the surrondings. When the human reaches the group, they say in their usual nonchalant, yet polite tone, "Greetings, is this the rescue group? I do hope we have information at the ready. I hate going in blind."

Angus was geared up for the rescue, thinking it was a perfect time for him to try out the 20mm rifle a friend had made for him! He adjusts the dang things strap once more, stilling trying to get use to the weight of it as he walks up. "Oh hey Edel!" He greets with a grin as he gives her a gently hug before looking at the Dragon.

A Doberman in a police uniform arrives, another Doberman in uniform following, though smaller. Most will recognize the larger Doberman as Smith, member of the K-9 unit. He looks about, scanning the surroundings for any threats, as the smaller Doberman watches the other members of the rescue team as they show up, and the Dragon. Smith zeroes in on Angus, raising an eyebrow at the rifle. "Got enough firepower there, Mr. Angus?"

A giant female Steel Hercules appeared, and moved toward the meeting point, thinking that it would be a nice situation to try her new size. Making sure that she doesn't knock off too much trees, and that she doesn't make too much tremors in the process, while... not squishing anyone else in the process. As she stands by the meeting point, she lowers herself to thee the rescue team.

The dragon gives the agents a serious look, and nods his head. "Mika, a husky that recently joined our community, was out scouting these woods. She reported finding a 'survivor's compound', she said, but that it looked vacant and abandoned. We told her to wait for back up, but she said she'd be careful and check it out anyway." He pauses, looking over the group again. "We haven't heard from her since. I got close enough to visually confirm the buildings, but as you might imagine these scales aren't the best camo, so I came back here to wait for you guys." He quickly relays the directions to the compound - about four miles into the thickest part of the old forest, seculded by hills and with heavy canopy cover - and provides the basic details of what he saw. "There is a two story farmhouse, a large barn, and what looked like a steel-sided garage. I didn't see anything moving in the area, but there've been a few roaming feral packs through the woods. Be careful, yea?"

Edel frowns a little. "Well. I'm always looking out for my fellow huskies! Say no more, I shall go help make sure she makes it back safely!" She flashes a little smile and returns Angus' hug, nodding. "Good to see you, Angus! Doing well, I hope?" She says as she starts off in the designated direction.

Rokarion nods towards the dragon, and gives a polite wave to the new comers even the larger ones. The human then shifts around, and begins following Edel. The drones follow after their master. With the shield drone floating directly next to them in case of a sudden attack, while the rest hover a meter or two above the human's head. Rokarion then says to no one in particular, "I am assuming that we will have no major troubles around here?"

There is a tap on Smith's shoulder, revealing an identical coyote to the first smiling, with the same rifle! "I assure you, you can never have enough firepower." the twin states. Angus smiles a bit at Edel, giving her a soft squeeezeee as he listens to the Dragon. "I have been yes!" He answers, before turning back to the dragon. "Hmmm, seems like this will be intresting." He states as he pulls a cigarette from his pocket and lights it, staring up at the giant curiously as they lean down. ".....Am I....missing something, or are we near some giant beanstocks?" He teases as he puffs. Before moving to follow Edel.

Smith blinks, and nods to the twin. "Right." He glances at Epsilon, before following after Angus. He glances at Rokarion, and says, "Always expect trouble. Like a friend once told me, Murphy's Law. Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong." The smaller Doberman walks up to Angus, and in a gruff, growly voice asks, "Could I get a cigarette too, sir?"

Aknowledging the group, she says, "Don't worry, we will save your companion and bring it back to safety.". After a quick check on her equipement and body, she then carefully waves to the group, and says to Angus, "Sorry, i kind of grew bigger.".

It is a long hike through woods that grow increasingly darker, thanks to the thickening canopy. Epsilon has to outright snap a few of the smaller trees over to get through, and even from her height advantage some of the trees are taller still - fifty or more feet up for the tallest and largest. Aside from the ruckus of the kaiju forcing their way through the forest, things are quiet - whatever native life is about knows better than to come gawk at such a loud disturbance. It seems that Jormungand was thoughtful enough to cut marks into some of the trees on the way, so the group doesn't have to worry about getting lost, and eventually they find their way to the hill just before the compound - cresting the hill will put them in sight from the buildings below. If there are any final planning or preparations to make, now is the time.

Edel hums and reaches up to start disrobing. Her main outfit, anyway! She's still dressed, thankfully, in the armoured, dark-grey bodysuit that she was wearing under it all. It's certainly more fit for sneaking about and combat. "Right then," she murmurs as she fashioned up a black cloak to wear over herself. "So... Anyone in favour of a stealthy approach before we go stomping around?" She asks, running her gloved fingers through her hair. "I'd be happy to! I'm good at skulking."

Rokarion kep on walking sotfly in a confident gait, attempting to ignore the sounds coming from the kaiju and focus on more threatning noises. When they arrive, Rokarion looks down on the compound then back at their drones, and finally level their gaze at Edel, "I think that a stealthy approach might be wise.....but I don't think they are blind enough to have missed the sounds. However, that aside we can attempt to move slowly down, my drones don't produce a lot of sounds so they won't give us out. Hopefully."

Angus reaches into his pocket again and pulls out the pack to offer to Smith. "Here, you can keep these.....I kind of make them myself." He answers as he follows after Edel. As it starts getting darker his eyes dart over the shadows, his twin doing the same as they both draw the revolver at their side and thumb back the hammer. ".....Anyone got a trail of breadcrumbs?" He asks before the get to the top of the hill. Up there he becomes less paranoid of the shadows, holstering his gun once more as he looks to his twin. "...Rock paper scissors to see who sets up and camps?" He asks his twin.

The smaller Doberman takes the cigarettes with a gravelly thanks, and pulls one out, lighting it and taking a pull from it. He looks at Angus and holds out a hand. "Name's Kicker. Least, that's what they call me nowadays." Smith glances at Kicker before scanning the the compound from his vantage point. He looks at Edel. "I'm not stealthy, but that's a good route to go first. And you need back up. One Husky's already gone missing, we don't need a second one disappearing too." He pulls out his nightstick, hefting it lightly as he says to Kicker, "Put that out. Someone might see you." The smaller Doberman glances at Smith reproachfully, takes another long pull, and drops the cigarette, putting it out with a grind of his heel. "Whatever, Smith."

Epsilon was merely making her way through the forest, surprised that some of the trees were bigger than her. Then, hearing Edel, she lowers herself once more, and says, "If you're going for the stealth way, just make sure that you call for help if you need, we'll be here quickly. Also... i'd join you up... but... well, you see what i wouldn't.". Then she says to the group, "I should probably get a bit of distance with you all. I'm so big that they would see me from far anyway.". Then she get a bit of distance, staying at least into the group's shouting hearing.

The hill is one of a small number of them ringing a clearing in the woods. The "clearing" itself is only about an acre or two in size, and some of the old growth trees have been left in place to sustain the canopy cover, while the buildings below have dark grey roofs that easily blend with the shadows. The farmhouse and the barn are there, both painted in dark green with brown trim, while the garage/shed appears to have a matte finish below the layers of dirt and grim that have piled up over the years. It is easy to see how this place was overlooked. Those with sharper vision can also spot the barbed wire fencing that seems to have been strung along the trees that circle the clearing, forming a fence about eight feet tall; the gate, if there is one, is not immediately visible from your vantage point. The surrounding forest is eerily quiet now, and the earthy smells of the woods are subtley smuged slightly with the coppery tang of blood.

Edel closes her eyes. "I will try stealth, yes. Try not to make too much noise or draw too much attention," she murmurs as she spreads her wings. She doesn't really -fly-, no. That'd draw too much attention! Instead, the small wolf uses them to give her an assisted leap over the barbed wire fence. "Watch my back, yeah?" She says as she tugs up the hood on her cloak, leaving her shrouded in blacks and dark greys as she begins down the hill towards the barn.

Rokarion nods, and squints downwards, before looking back at the departing wolf. "I guess I will be going down too." With that Rokarion starts to climb down the hill followed by their drones. As they move down, the humans adds, "By the way I think I have spotted something moving around down there so be ready for trouble." With that, Rokarion continues on their way downwards, trying to remain as stealthy as possible.

After an epic battle of...tie, after tie, after tie. Both Angus shrugs, and smile. "Welp, that wasted enough time." Angus says as he turns and watches Edel head down the hill. Then his ears flick, and his eyes narrow a bit as he sees a glimpse of movment and he picks up a scent. "My name is Angus." He answers Smith's friend as his twin drops int a prone position without a word, setting up the bipod to his rifle as he's handed a secondary clip. "....I smell blood and gunpowder, I don't think we are alone." He states as he draws his revolver, grasping it in both hands as he gets ready to move down the hill as the other takes aim at the building.

Smith sighs. "Looks like I'll be following the stealth group." He shrinks, his bones cracking and reshaping, as gossamer wings grow out of his back, the Doberman shifting into a fairy. He sighs, a tired/irritated look on his face. "I hate this form." He buzzes after Edel and Rokarion, as Kicker jerks his head up, looking around. "Hm. Explains why I felt I saw being watched." He pulls out his nightstick, the doberman looking around warily, looking for the observer.

Epsilon lowers herself, careful to not make too much sounds, beside the woods and the wired fence, waiting for the good moment to act, as the rest of the group act and reac. She readies her halberd in the process to act if needed.

The compound remains quiet, for all intents and purposes long deserted. Now that the group is closer they can see that the big door on the barn is boarded over, while the windows on the house seem to be both barred on the outside and boarded on the inside. Paint is cracked and peeling in many places, and nothing - aside from those exploring the compound - is moving. The only sign that there may have been something strange going on here is the lingering smells of discharged firearms - very faded, despite the stillness of the air - and the trace of blood, that seems to be stronger near the barn.

Edel glances over at Rokarion and nods towards the housing. "Want to check those out?" She asks, voice just barely above a whisper. "I'm going to check this out," she murmurs before kicking up again with a little flap of her wings, to carry herself up to the hayloft to investigate that little entrance!

Rokarion nods towards Edel, and whispers back, "Very well I will aim for the house." With that Rokarion clings to two of their drones, and lifts themselves up a bit, before using a third one as a plaftform, and flying over the barbed wall. They then drop back onto the ground, and move towards the house slowly, the drones still floating around them and looking for any sudden movements. Rokarion then reaches the place, and opens the door towards the house, while unholestering their pistol, in case of hostile creatures.

Angus follows his nose, turning towards the barn. He squints at the barbed wired fence. Taking off his pack he throws it over, pulling the barbed wire apart justttttt enough for him to slip through before he picks up the duct tape abomination holding his gear, slips it back on, then heads towards the source of the scent. He frowns a little as he finds it, spilled blood, and an empty shell. After inspecting it he stands up and starts walking to the door

Back on the hill his twin works the bolt, popping a fresh round into the chamber as he takes a deep breath and taps the scope, trying to get the settings right as he watches from his positon.

Smith flies over the fence, shifting back into his Doberman form, though with a bit of effort. "Remind me never to shift outside of a bubble..." He walks over and circles the garage, coming to a stop at the window in the back and peering inside. Looks like he'll be going inside the Garage to investigate. Kicker, meanwhile, makes his way slowly through the fence, and looks about the perimeter. He walks up and checks the garage doors, checking to see if they're locked, but not opening them. He also checks the pull down garage doors.

Epsilon uses her hands to pulls down the fence, merely ignoring any potential damage that it would cause thanks to her sturdy skin, and aims towards the house, trying to walk silently toward it as she gives quick glances around the place to see if anything was out of ordinary or potentially dangerous. Her halbard was still in her hand, merely grabbed near the top, and would ready to use it more as an oversized stick rather a sharp weapon.

The interior of the garage-like building is dim; the window is the only source of external light, and even that is coated in a fine layer of dust and dirt. Reaching through the bar to smear some of the dirt to the side helps, a little, revealing that it is more of a shop than a garage - what little light makes its way in reveals tools hung on the wall, tables with more power tools, stacks of lengths of wood and pieces of metal, many things that might be useful to someone living out on their own. Over at the house, Rokarion finds that the knob of the front door refuses to turn - locked - but the door is still loose and it wiggles when he tries, along with a large section of the doorframe next to the deadbolt. At a command, his drone centers its shield-plates and charges forward, bumrushing the weakened structure; there is a clatter as the chairs and planks that had been leaning against it are knocked away and the door flies open with a heavy bang, dust and dirt and flecks of faded paint raining off the front of the building from the impact. The little drone continues forward, crashing into a wall on the opposite side of the houses' entry foyer.

At the barn, Edel pulls open the hayloft door and is suddenly assaulted by a cocktail of smells as the air inside follows the door's motion - heavy animal musks, of various types, combined with blood and other bodily fluids in a proverbial suckerpunch right to the nose. Angus is greeted with a similarly heady, sickening cocktail of smells as he opens the other barn door, although his attention is immediately arrested by the loudly snarling, growling, onrushing avalanche of fur - some bear thing - that comes charging at him as soon as the door swings open.

Edel recoils as the scents hit her nose, assailing her delicate sense of smell. She gags briefly before climbing inside the barn, just in time to see Angus pull open another door and get rushed. There's a gentle sigh and a shake of her head. Subtlety was a dead art, it seemed! She figures he'll be fine, though, and she starts examining the barn for the signs of the missing husky!

Rokarion waves their hands in front of their face, and cough a little as the dust and depris assail their them. Shaking their head, the human peers into the entrance, before moving inside. With a gesture, the shield drone, Tutamen, returns back to its master's side, and with a beeps it moves once again close to its ward's side after being ordered to reactivate its defence protocols. Rokarion then moves inside to the end of the foyer, noting the trail in the dust and looks at the fork in their road. Rokarion gestures to the two combat drones to stand, hover, guard at each side of the seperating hallway, while they went and checked the two closets with their shield and medical drone.

Angus gags lightly at the scent, bringing his right arm up to protect his nose before he hears the snarl and he's charged! Spurred to action the coyote backpedals bringing his gun to bare and squeeze a shot off as he moves. r% r% Aiming down the sights he scowls, taking his finger off the trigger at the moment as he keeps an eye on the fight but doesn't intervene just yet.

Smith walks around the garage, to the pull down doors of the building. "Kicker, cover me." He checks the slide down doors, to see if they can be opened, Kicker watching his back, the smaller Doberman's ears perked. Is that a gun shot? Kicker tenses up, ready for trouble.

Epsilon now stands next to the house, standing where the least of her body would be shown from the windows and tries to stand down. Choosing one of the windows on the first floor, she breaks the boards, before trying to see what is inside, trying to see if there was anyone or any clues of who was here, and potentially about the whereabout of the husky.

As massive as the bear-feral is, it is still staggered by Angus' shot. Instead of tearing through the doorway (which looks like a very tight fit anyway), it slams shoulder first into the door frame. The barn shakes, and the bear staggers as it stumbles out, temporarily disoriented. Another bear comes running behind it, the rest of the feral pack drawn by the confrontation - from her vantage point above it all, Edel can see the second bear mutant, as well as three tigresses, all heading for that one access point. A fourth and a fifth tigress remain in a back corner of the barn, curled around their young-but-rapidly-growing litters of children.

Meanwhile, up on the hill, the stalking tigress that had been slowly, carefully, and patientlly creeping up on the lone straggler from the rescue party decides she is close enough to pounce. The air blurrs again as she inches forward, and then her nanite camoflauge drops as she launches herself at Sugna. He manages to roll away just in time, but then the vicious feline is on top of him, paws on the rifle and sharp, sharp teeth snapping at his face.

The garage doors seem to be locked from the inside; lifting them produces an inch or so of motion before they catch and stop, although it may be possible to force them if an agent were so determined. The house, meanwhile, groans in protest as Epsilon breaks open one of the windows. The window opens onto a family room, empty and dusty, while Rokarion and his drones find little more in the house - so far - than dust and emptiness. The closets have some old clothes - jackets and boots and things - hung up in them and the kitchen is stocked, although the food is long spoiled. Stairs lead up to a second floor, and behind one of the doors in the kitchen, another set of stairs lead down into what appears to be a cellar.

Edel grimaces at the sight. Against her better judgement, she calls down to the tigers with the young. "Hey! Can you understand me? Are you alright?" She was... A little concerned about the fact that a bunch of ferals had been locked up in a barn, and what that said about their objective husky! If she found the one responsible, they would have quite a bit of explaining to do.

Rokarion shakes their head, looks like the battle is starting properly now. However, the human decides to keep on searching the area, the others will probably handle themselves well. Rokarion ignores the sound of the broken window, most likely the kaiju nothing major. With a sigh, Rokarion orders the two combat drones to run a quick search around the floor, finding nothing of interest, Rokarion moves towards the cellar. They order one of the combat drones to remain here in case of anything coming from the second floor, and moves with the rest of their merry band downward, the shield dorne first, followed by the combat drone, followed by Rokarion, followed by the medical drone. With the final drone hovering in the kitchen near the stairs going down to the cellar.

Angus goes a little wide eyed when he's attacked, twice! Having to wrestle with a tigress and take on a few pissed off ferals at once while being in two places is hard as the coyote snarls and continues to backpedal. "Dammit Mr. Snarly, no friends allowed!" He snaps as he lowers the gun to his hip and draws the hammer back with his right hand, slam firing off three more rounds at their legs to try and take them down!

Back up on the hill another snarl is dragged out of the pinned coyote, keeping the gun between him and the feline as he bares his teeth. "back off you hairball hacking shit!" He shouts as sparks start to fly off of him, an electrical current starting up at his will.

Smith growls, shifting into a larger, stronger form, growing a second set of arms has he e comes a Demonic Fox. He grips the bottom of the door with all four arms, and lifts, in an attempt to force the door up, or rip it off, whatever will help him. He snarls from his efforts and exertion. Kicker glances to the barn with worry, making sure his weapons are within easy reach as he splits his attention between the surroundings, and the garage, tense and ready for any surprises.

Epsilon curses interiorly as she hears the gunshots around the barn. Seeing that Rokarions and his drones were already investigating, she merely whispers, "Be careful, okay?", before going toward the barn. Wanting to divert the enemies and scatter them, she forcibly tries to poke around with her halberd, hoping that the ferals would focus on her rather than the others.

With a squeal of tearing, sheared metal, Smith rips the garage door clean off the tracks. It collapses with a dull thud, letting him stride into the workshop unimpeeded. He is greeted by the sweet smell of a long-decayed corpse, amongst the dusty remains of forgotten tools; indeed, against the far wall, is a smear of what may have been at one point a person, before the intermittant nanite coverage got to the available biomass. There are some old weapons and ammunition in the garage as well, and a few boxes of non-perishable, sealed supplies; the best of which the demonic fox has the opportunity to pocket.

Up on the hill the tigress yowls loudly as she is tazed and she reflexively takes a bite out of Sugna's forearm; something about the tastes sets her off, though, and she quickly backs away, running for cover behind one of the trees. Down at the barn, the second bear gets through the doorway while the first charges at Angus through the hail of gunfire; it roars in pain and hatred and swipes a massive paw at the coyote, sending him flying a few feet away before a swipe from Epsilon's halberd knocks the bear back. One of the tigers slips out behind the second bear, while the rest turn their attention to Edel; one begins climbing the wall inside the barn to get up to her, while another hisses and growls low in its throat. The third snarls, then shouts up at the wolfess. "Go away! -Our- nest! Go! Away!"

Rokarion follows his drones down the stairs and into the house's cellar. There are signs that several large things have passed through, regularly, and in one corner of the large open space is what looks like a tunnel, leading off into darkness. There are wooden boxes, shattered and scattered about, and in one corner a husky girl - huddled up and curled into a fetal ball, silently staring up at the ceiling, bloody and battered and, well, abused, wearing torn clothes.

Edel peers at the tiger trying to climb up to her, before frowning and looking to the one that had spoken. "I'll leave! I am looking for a husky. A dog woman, sort of like me. Have you seen her? If you can tell me that, I'll go away and won't bother you any longer."

Rokarion looked around the room, before rushing towards the husky. Rokarion ordered the shield drone and the combat drone to watch the tunnel, counting on the optical sensors to detect any heat signatures coming from there. They walk over to the husky and signal for the medical drone to follow. Rokarion speacks to the husky sounding as cold and polite as usual, "Please relax madam. We are here to save you, just stay still and I will attempt and treat any wounds you have at the moment. Start taking deep breaths, you are safe now and nothing is going to hurt you." Wi th Rokarion kneels in front of the husky, while the medical drone hovers above them, and the shield drone standing guard over the three, while the combat drone watches the tunnel, and the other combat drone still up on the stairs watching for any other hostiles.

Angus goes a little wide eyed as Mr. Snarly just doesn't want to quit, the bear giving him a nice love tap that leaves him sprawled on the ground a few feet away wondering why the sky was so dark before he sat up again and takes aim. "For the love of coyote can't you guys just take a hint!" He snaps as he moves to stand up against

Up on the hill, there is a blinking coyote...wondering if his colona tastes bad or something before he shakes his head and turns around. This fight was dragging on to long, and it had to end quickly as he lines up the sights and takes aim, not at anyone, but close enough to the ferals to make a point as he squeeeeeezess of the trigger, the gun kicking back with a roar that would definitly leave his shoulder sore...

Epsilon now tried to grab the knocked bear, having in mind to send it packing away, unceremiously, as she hopes that his actual state would allow her an easier time to get said bear out of the picture. In the process, she also tries to get inside the barn, or what can be, to get a better position around the others ferals, trying to get them out of the place.

In the cellar, the husky whimpers at Rokarion's voice and draws away a little; she does not attempt to resist, though, and a quick medical examination shows that while she may have been seriously injured recently, any remaining wounds are largely superficial. As nothing horrible happens to her as the human checks her over, she relaxes slightly and gives them a mute nod. In the barn, the tiger growls, loudly and in a low rumble, then points. "She dog in the house. Snarl wants her in pack. Take away!" The tigers warily watch Edel, only to have their attention suddenly taken as Epsilon crashes through the wall, the staggered bear being drug by the scruff of its neck. The uninjured bare tears chunks out of the ground with its wickedly sharp claws, but doesn't seem inclined to charge anyone just yet.

Edel glances between the two bears as her brow furrows. "I see. Thank you." She slips back out of the loft and down to the ground before clearing her throat. She didn't know which one was 'Snarl' but she aimed to find out! "Who among you is Snarl?" She asks, raising her voice. "I would have words with you." Though the way she says it sounds more like a challenge than anything else.

Rokarion gives the husky a gentle pat on the head with their gloved hand, and then attempts to move her to a more comfortable position at corner that is furthest away from the tunnel. Rokarion then says, "By the way madam. Do you know where does that tunnel lead? I might need to check it out before we depart." The shield and medical drones remain near the two, while the combat drone keeps vigil over the tunnel. Rokarion then adds, "Would you prefer if we moved upstairs? I can let you relax there while I check the tunnels."

Angus blinks a bit as chaos is caused....and for once it isn't his fault! "....You looking for mister Snarly to? He's probably the one bleeding." He comments to Edel, point at the bears and then shrugging his shoulders a bit. "So.....what you find in there?" He asks as he holsters his revolver, thinking the big one can easily keep the ferals in check as on the hill the now empty shell is ejected with a pull of the bolt, before a fresh one is chambered and he rubs his shoulder.

Aware that the chunk of fur in her hand might go... funky, Epsilon starts to make her body works. Then, using said furball as a weapon, she tries to knock off the second bear, hoping to get both bears out of the picture, while her hidden spinneret started to spew some webs, grabbed with her available hand, as she would use them to tie the bears up.

There is a dull and meaty thunk as one brown bear mutant is used to bludgeon the other; with all of the chaos going on, the second bear had -not- expected that, and the first is knocked right out. The group of tigresses move in closer to the young, who are attentively watching the ruckus, even as the barn creaks. Still, it has three walls intact, and doesn't seem to be in immediate danger of falling over. Inside the house, the husky shakes her head, then shakes it again and points towards the tunnel. "A w... white tiger went that way. Said he'd be back for me. C... can we go? Please? I want to be home," she whines.

Seeing as there was no reply to her challenge, Edel just huffs and turns to look around, tail twitching agitatedly behind her. "Well. Now to find that husky," she says, wandering off towards the house, unaware that the husky had already been found!

Angus looks around, and with nothing to do he starts reloading his revolver, drawing out the empty shells as he watches the elegant poses and moves, of a Kaiju forcing some heavy bear on bear action. "Ahhhh, the sounds of a good skull crack. Brightens your day am I right?" He teases Edel, giving them a wink as he slides the last round into the cylinder, before giving it a good spin and holstering it. "Yep, back to husky hunting." He answers.

With the bears down there is really no need for support anymore...especially with that crazy as tiger still in the forest wanting to take a bite out of his ass, sooooooo the second Angus picks up his rifle and shoulders it before moving to join the others on their way to the house.

Rokarion nods, and starts tapping on the device on their forearm. Soon enough the drone that was hovering in the kicthen, Pax-02, moves down, and stands near the husky and the human. Rokarion then says, "I wil have to go and deal with the tiger madam, hopefully peacefully. This drone here will escort you back to the rest of the rescue group. You have nothing to worry about." Assuming that the husky goes with the drone. Rokarion, signals for the rest of the three drones to follow them into the tunnel. The shield drone, Tutamen moves in first, followed by the other combat drone, Pax-01, followed by Rokarion, followed by the medical drone, Sano, which also emits a flashlight from its lower optical sensor in case if it was dark.

Epsilon ties up the two bears with her webs, making sure to put extra ropes, especially around the arms, so that they don't break free any time soon. Then, once she's sure that the bears are... unbearably well tied up, she decides to moves to the garage, also unaware of the husky's situation, since she got nothing about the building.

The husky whines as she's abandoned, but has enough presence of mind to assume that the coast is clear; she eventually picks herself up and starts stumbling up the stairs. Edel finds the mess Rokarion made of the door, and it is not hard to find the husky, escorted by one of Rokarion's drones, in the kitchen. With Epsilon out of the way, the tigers from the barn bolt, heading out and then running for the far side of the clearing, while down in the tunnel Rokarion and his drones explore - it is a large tunnel, and it goes on for quite some ways.

Edel flashes a smile upon seeing the husky. "Ah! There you are." She offers a hand and tilt of her head. "Please, come with me! We've been sent to rescue you! And we must be getting you out of here! People were getting worried about you, you know! And the longer we remain here, the more risk there is for something bad to happen!"

Rokarion keeps on moving for quite a while forward. The drones keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, while the bored human checked some of their emails. As Pax-02 came back to the grup and took its position right next to Pax-01, in retrospect keeping it near the group would have been a better idea to keep tabs on the situation outside, but whats done is done. After a couple of extra minutes, Rokarion decided to check how exactly was this tunnel long. With that thought in mind they tapped on their forearm device, and Pax-01 moved ahead of the group with speed.

Angus follows Edel in with a hum, chewing on a piece of jerky he had in his pack as he spys the Husky. "Why hello there, you're a hard one to find." He states as he steps up to them and offers them the rest of the meat he was chewing on and comments. "You hungry?" As he didn't want to scare them his double stood out side, keeping his eyes out for any of the tigers or possibly the bear waking up as he leans against the wall.

Epsilon checked up the garage, looking around to see if there was any passages, before scavenging what could have been pilfered. Then, after packing the ammos, and equipement, she do a sign to Smith, before heading toward the house, waiting for the group to meet up outside the bulding.

The husky tenatively accepts the food from Angus, clutching it in her hands as she practically glues herself to Edel's side. There do not seem to be any other living things in the house, nor are there other passages in the tool shed. Eventually Rokarion's camera feed from his drone reveals the tunnel comes out in a different part of the woods, but it does not spot further hostiles; it seems that all that is left is to loot whatever supplies can be scrounged, then head back home.

Edel wraps a protective and comforting arm around the husky, nodding at Angus. "Alright. Let's hit the road then!" She says with a nod as she starts the trek back towards the original meeting spot. "Let's just make sure we get no more surprises on the way!"

Rokarion looks at the camera feed on their forearm device, looks like they missed their query. Rokarion shakes their head and waits for Pax-01 to return to the group, before heading back towards the house. After quite the while, Rokarion enters the cellar and moves upwards to the kitchen.

Angus watches the actions with a smile, nodding a bit as he pulls out another cigarette and lights it up. "Yep.....By the way, make any new friends in the Barn?" He asks, teasing her a bit as they start to head out.

Epsilon joined up the group, moving toward the meeting point. Knowing that the husky must have gone through quite the ordeal, she also proposed her some chocolate milk to calm and nurse her.

Victorious and bearing loot as well as their rescuee, the party of agents makes the long trek back through the woods and to Joe's campsite. The dragon quickly provides some spare clothes to the poor lost scout, dispenses payment, and happily reports back home that the job is complete. "Thank you, guys, well done. The next time we need help I'll make sure you are on the short list!" The two head back to their city, leaving the agents to disperse at their leasiure.

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 Back up on the hill another snarl is dragged out of the pinned coyote, keeping the gun between him and the feline as he bares his teeth. &quot;back off you hairball hacking shit!&quot; He shouts as sparks start to fly off of him, an electrical current starting up at his will.<br> <br>Smith growls, shifting into a larger, stronger form, growing a second set of arms has he e comes a Demonic Fox. He grips the bottom of the door with all four arms, and lifts, in an attempt to force the door up, or rip it off, whatever will help him. He snarls from his efforts and exertion. Kicker glances to the barn with worry, making sure his weapons are within easy reach as he splits his attention between the surroundings, and the garage, tense and ready for any surprises.<br> <br>Epsilon curses interiorly as she hears the gunshots around the barn. Seeing that Rokarions and his drones were already investigating, she merely whispers, &quot;Be careful, okay?&quot;, before going toward the barn. Wanting to divert the enemies and scatter them, she forcibly tries to poke around with her halberd, hoping that the ferals would focus on her rather than the others.<br> <br>With a squeal of tearing, sheared metal, Smith rips the garage door clean off the tracks. It collapses with a dull thud, letting him stride into the workshop unimpeeded. He is greeted by the sweet smell of a long-decayed corpse, amongst the dusty remains of forgotten tools; indeed, against the far wall, is a smear of what may have been at one point a person, before the intermittant nanite coverage got to the available biomass. There are some old weapons and ammunition in the garage as well, and a few boxes of non-perishable, sealed supplies; the best of which the demonic fox has the opportunity to pocket.<br> <br>Up on the hill the tigress yowls loudly as she is tazed and she reflexively takes a bite out of Sugna&#39;s forearm; something about the tastes sets her off, though, and she quickly backs away, running for cover behind one of the trees. Down at the barn, the second bear gets through the doorway while the first charges at Angus through the hail of gunfire; it roars in pain and hatred and swipes a massive paw at the coyote, sending him flying a few feet away before a swipe from Epsilon&#39;s halberd knocks the bear back. One of the tigers slips out behind the second bear, while the rest turn their attention to Edel; one begins climbing the wall inside the barn to get up to her, while another hisses and growls low in its throat. The third snarls, then shouts up at the wolfess. &quot;Go away! -Our- nest! Go! Away!&quot;<br> <br>Rokarion follows his drones down the stairs and into the house&#39;s cellar. There are signs that several large things have passed through, regularly, and in one corner of the large open space is what looks like a tunnel, leading off into darkness. There are wooden boxes, shattered and scattered about, and in one corner a husky girl - huddled up and curled into a fetal ball, silently staring up at the ceiling, bloody and battered and, well, abused, wearing torn clothes.<br> <br>Edel peers at the tiger trying to climb up to her, before frowning and looking to the one that had spoken. &quot;I&#39;ll leave! I am looking for a husky. A dog woman, sort of like me. Have you seen her? If you can tell me that, I&#39;ll go away and won&#39;t bother you any longer.&quot;<br> <br>Rokarion looked around the room, before rushing towards the husky. Rokarion ordered the shield drone and the combat drone to watch the tunnel, counting on the optical sensors to detect any heat signatures coming from there. They walk over to the husky and signal for the medical drone to follow. Rokarion speacks to the husky sounding as cold and polite as usual, &quot;Please relax madam. We are here to save you, just stay still and I will attempt and treat any wounds you have at the moment. Start taking deep breaths, you are safe now and nothing is going to hurt you.&quot; Wi th Rokarion kneels in front of the husky, while the medical drone hovers above them, and the shield drone standing guard over the three, while the combat drone watches the tunnel, and the other combat drone still up on the stairs watching for any other hostiles.<br> <br>Angus goes a little wide eyed as Mr. Snarly just doesn&#39;t want to quit, the bear giving him a nice love tap that leaves him sprawled on the ground a few feet away wondering why the sky was so dark before he sat up again and takes aim. &quot;For the love of coyote can&#39;t you guys just take a hint!&quot; He snaps as he moves to stand up against
-Up on the hill, there is a blinking coyote...wondering if his colona tastes bad or something before he shakes his head and turns around. This fight was dragging on to long, and it had to end quickly as he lines up the sights and takes aim, not at anyone, but close enough to the ferals to make a point as he squeeeeeezess of the trigger, the gun kicking back with a roar that would definitly leave his shoulder sore...<br> <br>Epsilon now tried to grab the knocked bear, having in mind to send it packing away, unceremiously, as she hopes that his actual state would allow her an easier time to get said bear out of the picture. In the process, she also tries to get inside the barn, or what can be, to get a better position around the others ferals, trying to get them out of the place.<br> <br>In the cellar, the husky whimpers at Rokarion&#39;s voice and draws away a little; she does not attempt to resist, though, and a quick medical examination shows that while she may have been seriously injured recently, any remaining wounds are largely superficial. As nothing horrible happens to her as the human checks her over, she relaxes slightly and gives them a mute nod. In the barn, the tiger growls, loudly and in a low rumble, then points. &quot;She dog in the house. Snarl wants her in pack. Take away!&quot; The tigers warily watch Edel, only to have their attention suddenly taken as Epsilon crashes through the wall, the staggered bear being drug by the scruff of its neck. The uninjured bare tears chunks out of the ground with its wickedly sharp claws, but doesn&#39;t seem inclined to charge anyone just yet.<br> <br>Edel glances between the two bears as her brow furrows. &quot;I see. Thank you.&quot; She slips back out of the loft and down to the ground before clearing her throat. She didn&#39;t know which one was &#39;Snarl&#39; but she aimed to find out! &quot;Who among you is Snarl?&quot; She asks, raising her voice. &quot;I would have words with you.&quot; Though the way she says it sounds more like a challenge than anything else.
+Up on the hill, there is a blinking coyote...wondering if his colona tastes bad or something before he shakes his head and turns around. This fight was dragging on to long, and it had to end quickly as he lines up the sights and takes aim, not at anyone, but close enough to the ferals to make a point as he squeeeeeezess of the trigger, the gun kicking back with a roar that would definitly leave his shoulder sore...<br> <br>Epsilon now tried to grab the knocked bear, having in mind to send it packing away, unceremiously, as she hopes that his actual state would allow her an easier time to get said bear out of the picture. In the process, she also tries to get inside the barn, or what can be, to get a better position around the others ferals, trying to get them out of the place.<br> <br>In the cellar, the husky whimpers at Rokarion&#39;s voice and draws away a little; she does not attempt to resist, though, and a quick medical examination shows that while she may have been seriously injured recently, any remaining wounds are largely superficial. As nothing horrible happens to her as the human checks her over, she relaxes slightly and gives them a mute nod. In the barn, the tiger growls, loudly and in a low rumble, then points. &quot;She dog in the house. Snarl wants her in pack. Take away!&quot; The tigers warily watch Edel, only to have their attention suddenly taken as Epsilon crashes through the wall, the staggered bear being drug by the scruff of its neck. The uninjured bare tears chunks out of the ground with its wickedly sharp claws, but doesn&#39;t seem inclined to charge anyone just yet.<br> <br>Edel glances between the two bears as her brow furrows. &quot;I see. Thank you.&quot; She slips back out of the loft and down to the ground before clearing her throat. She didn&#39;t know which one was &#39;Snarl&#39; but she aimed to find out! &quot;Who among you is Snarl?&quot; She asks, raising her voice. &quot;I would have words with you.&quot; Though the way she says it sounds more like a challenge than anything else.<br> <br>Rokarion gives the husky a gentle pat on the head with their gloved hand, and then attempts to move her to a more comfortable position at corner that is furthest away from the tunnel. Rokarion then says, &quot;By the way madam. Do you know where does that tunnel lead? I might need to check it out before we depart.&quot; The shield and medical drones remain near the two, while the combat drone keeps vigil over the tunnel. Rokarion then adds, &quot;Would you prefer if we moved upstairs? I can let you relax there while I check the tunnels.&quot; <br> <br>Angus blinks a bit as chaos is caused....and for once it isn&#39;t his fault! &quot;....You looking for mister Snarly to? He&#39;s probably the one bleeding.&quot; He comments to Edel, point at the bears and then shrugging his shoulders a bit. &quot;So.....what you find in there?&quot; He asks as he holsters his revolver, thinking the big one can easily keep the ferals in check as on the hill the now empty shell is ejected with a pull of the bolt, before a fresh one is chambered and he rubs his shoulder.<br> <br>Aware that the chunk of fur in her hand might go... funky, Epsilon starts to make her body works. Then, using said furball as a weapon, she tries to knock off the second bear, hoping to get both bears out of the picture, while her hidden spinneret started to spew some webs, grabbed with her available hand, as she would use them to tie the bears up.<br> <br>There is a dull and meaty thunk as one brown bear mutant is used to bludgeon the other; with all of the chaos going on, the second bear had -not- expected that, and the first is knocked right out. The group of tigresses move in closer to the young, who are attentively watching the ruckus, even as the barn creaks. Still, it has three walls intact, and doesn&#39;t seem to be in immediate danger of falling over. Inside the house, the husky shakes her head, then shakes it again and points towards the tunnel. &quot;A w... white tiger went that way. Said he&#39;d be back for me. C... can we go? Please? I want to be home,&quot; she whines.<br> <br>Seeing as there was no reply to her challenge, Edel just huffs and turns to look around, tail twitching agitatedly behind her. &quot;Well. Now to find that husky,&quot; she says, wandering off towards the house, unaware that the husky had already been found!<br> <br>Angus looks around, and with nothing to do he starts reloading his revolver, drawing out the empty shells as he watches the elegant poses and moves, of a Kaiju forcing some heavy bear on bear action. &quot;Ahhhh, the sounds of a good skull crack. Brightens your day am I right?&quot; He teases Edel, giving them a wink as he slides the last round into the cylinder, before giving it a good spin and holstering it. &quot;Yep, back to husky hunting.&quot; He answers.
+With the bears down there is really no need for support anymore...especially with that crazy as tiger still in the forest wanting to take a bite out of his ass, sooooooo the second Angus picks up his rifle and shoulders it before moving to join the others on their way to the house.<br> <br>Rokarion nods, and starts tapping on the device on their forearm. Soon enough the drone that was hovering in the kicthen, Pax-02, moves down, and stands near the husky and the human. Rokarion then says, &quot;I wil have to go and deal with the tiger madam, hopefully peacefully. This drone here will escort you back to the rest of the rescue group. You have nothing to worry about.&quot; Assuming that the husky goes with the drone. Rokarion, signals for the rest of the three drones to follow them into the tunnel. The shield drone, Tutamen moves in first, followed by the other combat drone, Pax-01, followed by Rokarion, followed by the medical drone, Sano, which also emits a flashlight from its lower optical sensor in case if it was dark.<br> <br>Epsilon ties up the two bears with her webs, making sure to put extra ropes, especially around the arms, so that they don&#39;t break free any time soon. Then, once she&#39;s sure that the bears are... unbearably well tied up, she decides to moves to the garage, also unaware of the husky&#39;s situation, since she got nothing about the building.<br> <br>The husky whines as she&#39;s abandoned, but has enough presence of mind to assume that the coast is clear; she eventually picks herself up and starts stumbling up the stairs. Edel finds the mess Rokarion made of the door, and it is not hard to find the husky, escorted by one of Rokarion&#39;s drones, in the kitchen. With Epsilon out of the way, the tigers from the barn bolt, heading out and then running for the far side of the clearing, while down in the tunnel Rokarion and his drones explore - it is a large tunnel, and it goes on for quite some ways.<br> <br>Edel flashes a smile upon seeing the husky. &quot;Ah! There you are.&quot; She offers a hand and tilt of her head. &quot;Please, come with me! We&#39;ve been sent to rescue you! And we must be getting you out of here! People were getting worried about you, you know! And the longer we remain here, the more risk there is for something bad to happen!&quot;<br> <br>Rokarion keeps on moving for quite a while forward. The drones keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, while the bored human checked some of their emails. As Pax-02 came back to the grup and took its position right next to Pax-01, in retrospect keeping it near the group would have been a better idea to keep tabs on the situation outside, but whats done is done. After a couple of extra minutes, Rokarion decided to check how exactly was this tunnel long. With that thought in mind they tapped on their forearm device, and Pax-01 moved ahead of the group with speed.<br> <br>Angus follows Edel in with a hum, chewing on a piece of jerky he had in his pack as he spys the Husky. &quot;Why hello there, you&#39;re a hard one to find.&quot; He states as he steps up to them and offers them the rest of the meat he was chewing on and comments. &quot;You hungry?&quot; As he didn&#39;t want to scare them his double stood out side, keeping his eyes out for any of the tigers or possibly the bear waking up as he leans against the wall.<br> <br>Epsilon checked up the garage, looking around to see if there was any passages, before scavenging what could have been pilfered. Then, after packing the ammos, and equipement, she do a sign to Smith, before heading toward the house, waiting for the group to meet up outside the bulding.<br> <br>The husky tenatively accepts the food from Angus, clutching it in her hands as she practically glues herself to Edel&#39;s side. There do not seem to be any other living things in the house, nor are there other passages in the tool shed. Eventually Rokarion&#39;s camera feed from his drone reveals the tunnel comes out in a different part of the woods, but it does not spot further hostiles; it seems that all that is left is to loot whatever supplies can be scrounged, then head back home.<br> <br>Edel wraps a protective and comforting arm around the husky, nodding at Angus. &quot;Alright. Let&#39;s hit the road then!&quot; She says with a nod as she starts the trek back towards the original meeting spot. &quot;Let&#39;s just make sure we get no more surprises on the way!&quot;<br> <br>Rokarion looks at the camera feed on their forearm device, looks like they missed their query. Rokarion shakes their head and waits for Pax-01 to return to the group, before heading back towards the house. After quite the while, Rokarion enters the cellar and moves upwards to the kitchen.<br> <br>Angus watches the actions with a smile, nodding a bit as he pulls out another cigarette and lights it up. &quot;Yep.....By the way, make any new friends in the Barn?&quot; He asks, teasing her a bit as they start to head out.<br> <br>Epsilon joined up the group, moving toward the meeting point. Knowing that the husky must have gone through quite the ordeal, she also proposed her some chocolate milk to calm and nurse her.<br> <br>Victorious and bearing loot as well as their rescuee, the party of agents makes the long trek back through the woods and to Joe&#39;s campsite. The dragon quickly provides some spare clothes to the poor lost scout, dispenses payment, and happily reports back home that the job is complete. &quot;Thank you, guys, well done. The next time we need help I&#39;ll make sure you are on the short list!&quot; The two head back to their city, leaving the agents to disperse at their leasiure.[[Category:RPLogs]]

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