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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>Standing on the helipad of RSX Solutions building in woodfield Officer Strefeler, as identified by his tags, stands aparantly unaffected by the light drizzle of this gloomy day. He awaits the arrival of the Agents who had accepted the contract as the chopper pilot preps the helicopter.<br> <br>Firecracker, like usual, flies in from above to land atop the officer's head, like usual, while wearing nothing at all, like usual, out in the rain. "Hiya!" the puny pale pink pretty pony pegasus chirps out happily as she lands, "I'm Firecracker! What's your name? And is this the place for the Hide-and-Seek thingy?"<br> <br>Arris approaches the helipad. Sie fails to notice the tiny pegasus flying around in the rain, but does notice the RSX officer, giving him a salute. "Good evening, sir. Uh, I hear RSX was in need of some help with finding a lost researcher?"<br> <br>Ebreus<br> <br>Coming from the prison in the south east is a true giant of a man, his every step heavy, but carefull enough not to be loud, shuddering or ponderous. No this big man moves with easy grace and agility as loong as he doesn't need to scratch his nose or anything. |
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| + | His gear is loosely military in the sense that it is tactical gear darkened for use in an urban environment with a removable namebadge on his chest that reads a faded 'VOSS' when his bulging muscles angle it toward the eyes of smaller people. | ||
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| + | "Okay, Felicia, take a break, I gotta play nice with the locals." | ||
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| + | That said, the abyss lioness following him like an escort steps back to allow him to nod to the RSX operative before he pas Arris on the shoulder and winks.<br> <br>Marathon comes hopping up to the RSX officer, the rain making her sporty outfit and fuzzy bunny fur a bit wet and shiny. She takes a deep breath before announcing herself: "HimynameisMarathonandIheardyouwereaskingforpeopletogooutofthebubbleI'veneverbeenoutthatfarbutI'mskilledattrackingrunningandbeingreallyreallyfast!" She then gives what looks like a salute and makes a happy churring sound.<br> <br>Strefeler brushes a hand through his hair shortly after Firecracker lands on his head. He watches the group aproach and once they are all there he says, "That is correct. Your mission is to go to the reported location of the laboratory of one of our researchers, an Erick Greaves, he was recently spooked in an encounter with a feral while trying to bring his findings to us." He removes a map from one of his pockets and holds it, folded, in front of him. "This map will lead you from the edge of the bubble to where he reported his laboratory as being. The chopper will take you to the edge of the bubble. Retrieving his research is your primary mission but the secondary mission is to see if he is well. He is a nervous man prone to scaring easily. Don't give him a heart attack." he says as he waits, arm outstretched, for someone to take the map.<br> <br>"Okie dokie lokie!" Firecracker says with a bright smile as she looks to the map from atop the officer's head. "Use the map to find a bubble and the guy with the re-searching and see he's a well without attacking his heart!" Firecracker summarizes quite astutely before shaking herself off like a dog, spraying rainwater in arcs all around her from her body and outstretched wings. "Easy peasy lemon squeezy!" she says as she hops off the officer to enter the helicopter and place herself on the pilot's head instead. "Now I just gotta find where I put that lemon!" she announces as she starts digging around in her mane with a forehoof.<br> <br>Arris nods, and adjusting the position of hir rifle on hir back. "Sounds simple enough. Marathon, you're good at navigating things, right? I think it's best if you took the map." Sie gives the bunny a light smack on the bottom towards the officer. Briefly sniffing the air, sie directs hir attention to Cerris. "Oh, hey, Cerris. Different form again?"<br> <br>Cerris considers the coming situation and frowns, at his size, they are gonna have to hook his harness to the underside of the helo and choplift his ass out there. | ||
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| + | "Right, so everyone here is likely to scare the life out of the egg head...that's great..." | ||
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| + | When Arris addresses him he nods, grinning toothily seeing as there is little danger of that scaring anyone in this form. | ||
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| + | "It heelps to be as close to natural as possible when working in this state...but we may be in for a fight, so I figure bigger fists make for a better fight. Glad to have your back, missy."<br> <br>Marathon churrs with a smile as her rump gets a good smack, her fluffy bunny tail twitching in her arousal. She turns back to the officer to greatfully take the map, folding it up neatly once she gets a good look at it. She places it in a pocket of her pretty pink child's backpack where she can reach it easily before lightly jogging to the heli to depart.<br> <br>As the group board the chopper the pilot finishes up his pre-flight checks and calls back into the cabin, "Alright, fasten yourselves in. The flight will be several minutes. The conditions in the sky are a little worse than the drizzle we've got on the ground." With that he taps a button on the control pannel and the doors to the chopper close. Several moments later the chopper lifts off the ground and ascends into the air.<br> <br>Firecracker pops her forehoof out of her mane, bringing a regular-sized lemon out with it. "Here it is!" she gleefully announces to the others in the helicopter as she sits on the pilot's head, starting to squirm a bit in her seat. "Dunno what squeezing it's gunna do, but that's what you're s'posed to do, right?" she asks the others in the helicopter with a tilt of her head. "Oh yeah, and what're your names?" she asks as she starts hugging the yellow citrus against her chest with her forelegs.<br> <br>Arris sits hirself in the seat of the helicopter, pulling out small handful of granola bars from hir pocket before shifting forms into a Math Teacher. "The officer said the guy we're helping was skittish or something, right? If any of you guys are able to shift into a human form, I'd reccomend you'd do so. Would probably help get him to be more comforted, or something." Sie unwraps one of the granola bars and takes a bite, holding out the remaining four for the others to take. "My name is Arris. All of you know me already, 'cept for the pilot."<br> <br>Cerris is silent for the flight for the most part, his form kept stable though his nanite production capabilities start ramping up as he prepares to negate the lack of bubble. But when asked, his voice does roll out as a powerful telepathic radio signal that announces him as | ||
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| + | "Voss, Colonel Cerris Voss, US military. Here to cover your pretty little asses and get this job done right."<br> <br>Marathon picked up Firecracker from the pilot's head as to not disturb him, taking her seat with the tiny pony on her lap. she gives a happy churr and takes a granola bar from Arris, fumbling with the wrapper a bit before tearing it in half and sticking both halves in her mouth to suck on (without the wrapper, of course. She isn't that stupid). A few crumbs do fall on the pony in her lap though... | ||
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13/4/2017
Log
Standing on the helipad of RSX Solutions building in woodfield Officer Strefeler, as identified by his tags, stands aparantly unaffected by the light drizzle of this gloomy day. He awaits the arrival of the Agents who had accepted the contract as the chopper pilot preps the helicopter.
Firecracker, like usual, flies in from above to land atop the officer's head, like usual, while wearing nothing at all, like usual, out in the rain. "Hiya!" the puny pale pink pretty pony pegasus chirps out happily as she lands, "I'm Firecracker! What's your name? And is this the place for the Hide-and-Seek thingy?"
Arris approaches the helipad. Sie fails to notice the tiny pegasus flying around in the rain, but does notice the RSX officer, giving him a salute. "Good evening, sir. Uh, I hear RSX was in need of some help with finding a lost researcher?"
Ebreus
Coming from the prison in the south east is a true giant of a man, his every step heavy, but carefull enough not to be loud, shuddering or ponderous. No this big man moves with easy grace and agility as loong as he doesn't need to scratch his nose or anything.
His gear is loosely military in the sense that it is tactical gear darkened for use in an urban environment with a removable namebadge on his chest that reads a faded 'VOSS' when his bulging muscles angle it toward the eyes of smaller people.
"Okay, Felicia, take a break, I gotta play nice with the locals."
That said, the abyss lioness following him like an escort steps back to allow him to nod to the RSX operative before he pas Arris on the shoulder and winks.
Marathon comes hopping up to the RSX officer, the rain making her sporty outfit and fuzzy bunny fur a bit wet and shiny. She takes a deep breath before announcing herself: "HimynameisMarathonandIheardyouwereaskingforpeopletogooutofthebubbleI'veneverbeenoutthatfarbutI'mskilledattrackingrunningandbeingreallyreallyfast!" She then gives what looks like a salute and makes a happy churring sound.
Strefeler brushes a hand through his hair shortly after Firecracker lands on his head. He watches the group aproach and once they are all there he says, "That is correct. Your mission is to go to the reported location of the laboratory of one of our researchers, an Erick Greaves, he was recently spooked in an encounter with a feral while trying to bring his findings to us." He removes a map from one of his pockets and holds it, folded, in front of him. "This map will lead you from the edge of the bubble to where he reported his laboratory as being. The chopper will take you to the edge of the bubble. Retrieving his research is your primary mission but the secondary mission is to see if he is well. He is a nervous man prone to scaring easily. Don't give him a heart attack." he says as he waits, arm outstretched, for someone to take the map.
"Okie dokie lokie!" Firecracker says with a bright smile as she looks to the map from atop the officer's head. "Use the map to find a bubble and the guy with the re-searching and see he's a well without attacking his heart!" Firecracker summarizes quite astutely before shaking herself off like a dog, spraying rainwater in arcs all around her from her body and outstretched wings. "Easy peasy lemon squeezy!" she says as she hops off the officer to enter the helicopter and place herself on the pilot's head instead. "Now I just gotta find where I put that lemon!" she announces as she starts digging around in her mane with a forehoof.
Arris nods, and adjusting the position of hir rifle on hir back. "Sounds simple enough. Marathon, you're good at navigating things, right? I think it's best if you took the map." Sie gives the bunny a light smack on the bottom towards the officer. Briefly sniffing the air, sie directs hir attention to Cerris. "Oh, hey, Cerris. Different form again?"
Cerris considers the coming situation and frowns, at his size, they are gonna have to hook his harness to the underside of the helo and choplift his ass out there.
"Right, so everyone here is likely to scare the life out of the egg head...that's great..."
When Arris addresses him he nods, grinning toothily seeing as there is little danger of that scaring anyone in this form.
"It heelps to be as close to natural as possible when working in this state...but we may be in for a fight, so I figure bigger fists make for a better fight. Glad to have your back, missy."
Marathon churrs with a smile as her rump gets a good smack, her fluffy bunny tail twitching in her arousal. She turns back to the officer to greatfully take the map, folding it up neatly once she gets a good look at it. She places it in a pocket of her pretty pink child's backpack where she can reach it easily before lightly jogging to the heli to depart.
As the group board the chopper the pilot finishes up his pre-flight checks and calls back into the cabin, "Alright, fasten yourselves in. The flight will be several minutes. The conditions in the sky are a little worse than the drizzle we've got on the ground." With that he taps a button on the control pannel and the doors to the chopper close. Several moments later the chopper lifts off the ground and ascends into the air.
Firecracker pops her forehoof out of her mane, bringing a regular-sized lemon out with it. "Here it is!" she gleefully announces to the others in the helicopter as she sits on the pilot's head, starting to squirm a bit in her seat. "Dunno what squeezing it's gunna do, but that's what you're s'posed to do, right?" she asks the others in the helicopter with a tilt of her head. "Oh yeah, and what're your names?" she asks as she starts hugging the yellow citrus against her chest with her forelegs.
Arris sits hirself in the seat of the helicopter, pulling out small handful of granola bars from hir pocket before shifting forms into a Math Teacher. "The officer said the guy we're helping was skittish or something, right? If any of you guys are able to shift into a human form, I'd reccomend you'd do so. Would probably help get him to be more comforted, or something." Sie unwraps one of the granola bars and takes a bite, holding out the remaining four for the others to take. "My name is Arris. All of you know me already, 'cept for the pilot."
Cerris is silent for the flight for the most part, his form kept stable though his nanite production capabilities start ramping up as he prepares to negate the lack of bubble. But when asked, his voice does roll out as a powerful telepathic radio signal that announces him as
"Voss, Colonel Cerris Voss, US military. Here to cover your pretty little asses and get this job done right."
Marathon picked up Firecracker from the pilot's head as to not disturb him, taking her seat with the tiny pony on her lap. she gives a happy churr and takes a granola bar from Arris, fumbling with the wrapper a bit before tearing it in half and sticking both halves in her mouth to suck on (without the wrapper, of course. She isn't that stupid). A few crumbs do fall on the pony in her lap though...
