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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>Fairly cool weather and lightly rainy. This is central Oregon for you in the month of April! All about mill foxes, walking on all fours and looking very mindless. Each of them look exactly like each other in every way as well! Creatures with empty eyes... except for two sitting next to the double doors of the court house. While they look physically just like every other fox out here, the difference is in their manorsiums and in their eyes. Where the others look blank, their eyes look full of intellegence and personality. One of them yawns, "Jessi, you think many will come out here?" he asks, voice sounding very much male, though the higher octives, to which the one being called Jessi responds, "I'm not sure Brad, we will see though."<br> <br>Dio wasn't sure if he should come after seeing what the packminds are capable of. But it's hard to ignore the large threat not too far away from California, which could end up spreading if left unchecked. To satisfy his curiosity, if anything, a suit wearing silver lion heads towards the courtroom, stopping short at the door. Considering the nanite grenades upon his belt and the large nanite cannon upon his back, it seems Dio still isn't quite trusty of packminds of any breed! "Good evening," the lion greets with a small bow, coming back up and staring in silence for a few moments, wondering just how much the foxmind might remember him from previous incidents. "I do hope I've arrived on time for the meeting? The chopper just now arrived."<br> <br>Liana follows a short distance behind the taller lion, keeping a cautious watch on the various pack-mind foxes. She'd never ran into the packmind in person before, only having worked with some lab samples, but she'd heard stories from those that had. She's dressed in her usual attire, a pair of knee-length cargo shorts, and a camo-vest covered in pockets. At her hip is a spray-dispensing weapon, and each arm holds a folded mantis-scythe, harmless in their current position. The eater-dragoness frowns as she heads to the base of the court steps, content to let Dio do all the talking for the time being.<br> <br>Maxwell, on the other hand, takes his time getting off the helicopter that had brought them here, his focus held to his laptop, fingers rushing along the keys. Eventually, a call comes for those still on to get off or be transferred back, and he's rising up with a grumble, folding up and soon tucking the device under his arm. It had been an excuse, really. The usual chopper routes in Fairhaven refused to take passengers out here, and so he had to take such a roudabout route just to pay his old friends a visit... Who even knew how they'd been going since the move? Unfortunately, there was this to be taken care of first... Sitting in at this meeting with the mysterious 'Foxmind', the condition of his transport. Well... Best get it over with, he reasons, slowly stepping toward the courthouse, eyes on a swivel as they try to take in this strange new place.<br> <br>Alina sneaks out of the chopper, hoping that no one have seen her, she follows the racoon quietly. she is the last one to arrive, the small fennec only have with her a small backpack, she is wearing a small pea coat and a small skirt, she follows the coonish. Curious about the packmind subject she makes her way to the courthouse. The fennec shivers as she notices the expression of one mindless fox, empty eyes and the lack of emotions, through a small space between the door as the racoon open it. She feel a bit afraid of steeping it, but her curiosity overwhelm her fear.<br> <br>The foxes, for the most part, ignore the group. They move around avoiding them entirely, the pair at the court house however look at those coming near and smile, looking oddly on their muzzles. Brad starts them off, "Welcome! Please, come inside, lets get out of the rain. There is a lot to talk about but-" he stops, the two looking at Dio before Jessi starts next, "The past is the past, but we trust you'll not be using any of that?" She asks, looking mostly at the grenades. It seems that they didn't have any concerns what so ever about the other weapons! The two look to each other before, "But, yes, please, there is a lot to talk about, however, we are sure that we can get it all in." Jessi finishes as they both walk into the court house proper. Even more foxes inside, as well as a pair of humans, working at desks. They seem very busy however, hardly noticing anyone coming in or out.<br> <br>Dio watches the fox's eyes fall upon the nanite grenades upon his belt. The tried and true weapon to at least buy one a little bit of time during a fight with the packmind. "Of course," he responds, arm crossing over his chest as he looks back for a few moments at the other group members. "I would rather not have to resort to violence. I have a lot of questions, but luckily that's just what we're here for." The lion politely dips his head and heads inside the courtroom behind the foxes and not taking a seat quite yet, perhaps too anxious to sit and possibly get mauled despite anyone's good intentions.<br> <br>Liana frowns a bit deeper as the foxes seem to ignore everything but the grenades, quietly following on the lion's heels into the building. Once inside she gives a little shake to let the water drop off her scales and clothing, before carefully walking about, looking for any potential ambush points, as well as getting a good look at the humans working within.<br> <br>Holding the door open, Max checks back to the outside, checking for any more stragglers. Seeing the fennec behind him, he keeps the doorway open, ushering her in... And after she's in, or after some time passing without her coming forward, he'll close the door behind him, a moment taken to observe the room around.<br> <br>Within the court house there are many tables and chairs to be used. The humans are much too busy working on paper work and working on their COMMs to much notice themselves being looked at, but they are just normal humans, probably members of RSX. Both Brad and Jessi take a seat next to one of the tables, "Please, any questions you have, ask." Says Brad. The pair look over everyone though, "And... please, you're safe here, nothing is going to try to harm you inside here. After our hunting grounds were freed up, we've been able to keep ourselves sustained." Says Jessi, noticing how nervously everyone seems to be moving.<br> <br>Alina step in the room and thanks to the racoon as he holds the door open, she notices a couple of foxes, full of life, their eyes completly collored those two seems to be very different from the others, but still, this place make her a bit afraid of what might happen here, but still, she feels like the place is invinting and comfy, except by the pack-mind foxes wandering around the place, she enters just in time to hear the foxes, that the name she don't know yet talk about how everything here is safe, and they don't intend to harm us.<br> <br>Tristian enters slowly and looks around, the skunk still fairly new to this area, and wasn't quite sure what all was going on; but had decided to come see what this was all about, incase she does decide to end up staying as its always best to know whats happening in a community

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Revision as of 05:41, 9 April 2014

Participants

• Alina
• Dio
• Liana
• Maxwell
• Miranai
• Tristian

Date

9/4/2014

Log

Fairly cool weather and lightly rainy. This is central Oregon for you in the month of April! All about mill foxes, walking on all fours and looking very mindless. Each of them look exactly like each other in every way as well! Creatures with empty eyes... except for two sitting next to the double doors of the court house. While they look physically just like every other fox out here, the difference is in their manorsiums and in their eyes. Where the others look blank, their eyes look full of intellegence and personality. One of them yawns, "Jessi, you think many will come out here?" he asks, voice sounding very much male, though the higher octives, to which the one being called Jessi responds, "I'm not sure Brad, we will see though."

Dio wasn't sure if he should come after seeing what the packminds are capable of. But it's hard to ignore the large threat not too far away from California, which could end up spreading if left unchecked. To satisfy his curiosity, if anything, a suit wearing silver lion heads towards the courtroom, stopping short at the door. Considering the nanite grenades upon his belt and the large nanite cannon upon his back, it seems Dio still isn't quite trusty of packminds of any breed! "Good evening," the lion greets with a small bow, coming back up and staring in silence for a few moments, wondering just how much the foxmind might remember him from previous incidents. "I do hope I've arrived on time for the meeting? The chopper just now arrived."

Liana follows a short distance behind the taller lion, keeping a cautious watch on the various pack-mind foxes. She'd never ran into the packmind in person before, only having worked with some lab samples, but she'd heard stories from those that had. She's dressed in her usual attire, a pair of knee-length cargo shorts, and a camo-vest covered in pockets. At her hip is a spray-dispensing weapon, and each arm holds a folded mantis-scythe, harmless in their current position. The eater-dragoness frowns as she heads to the base of the court steps, content to let Dio do all the talking for the time being.

Maxwell, on the other hand, takes his time getting off the helicopter that had brought them here, his focus held to his laptop, fingers rushing along the keys. Eventually, a call comes for those still on to get off or be transferred back, and he's rising up with a grumble, folding up and soon tucking the device under his arm. It had been an excuse, really. The usual chopper routes in Fairhaven refused to take passengers out here, and so he had to take such a roudabout route just to pay his old friends a visit... Who even knew how they'd been going since the move? Unfortunately, there was this to be taken care of first... Sitting in at this meeting with the mysterious 'Foxmind', the condition of his transport. Well... Best get it over with, he reasons, slowly stepping toward the courthouse, eyes on a swivel as they try to take in this strange new place.

Alina sneaks out of the chopper, hoping that no one have seen her, she follows the racoon quietly. she is the last one to arrive, the small fennec only have with her a small backpack, she is wearing a small pea coat and a small skirt, she follows the coonish. Curious about the packmind subject she makes her way to the courthouse. The fennec shivers as she notices the expression of one mindless fox, empty eyes and the lack of emotions, through a small space between the door as the racoon open it. She feel a bit afraid of steeping it, but her curiosity overwhelm her fear.

The foxes, for the most part, ignore the group. They move around avoiding them entirely, the pair at the court house however look at those coming near and smile, looking oddly on their muzzles. Brad starts them off, "Welcome! Please, come inside, lets get out of the rain. There is a lot to talk about but-" he stops, the two looking at Dio before Jessi starts next, "The past is the past, but we trust you'll not be using any of that?" She asks, looking mostly at the grenades. It seems that they didn't have any concerns what so ever about the other weapons! The two look to each other before, "But, yes, please, there is a lot to talk about, however, we are sure that we can get it all in." Jessi finishes as they both walk into the court house proper. Even more foxes inside, as well as a pair of humans, working at desks. They seem very busy however, hardly noticing anyone coming in or out.

Dio watches the fox's eyes fall upon the nanite grenades upon his belt. The tried and true weapon to at least buy one a little bit of time during a fight with the packmind. "Of course," he responds, arm crossing over his chest as he looks back for a few moments at the other group members. "I would rather not have to resort to violence. I have a lot of questions, but luckily that's just what we're here for." The lion politely dips his head and heads inside the courtroom behind the foxes and not taking a seat quite yet, perhaps too anxious to sit and possibly get mauled despite anyone's good intentions.

Liana frowns a bit deeper as the foxes seem to ignore everything but the grenades, quietly following on the lion's heels into the building. Once inside she gives a little shake to let the water drop off her scales and clothing, before carefully walking about, looking for any potential ambush points, as well as getting a good look at the humans working within.

Holding the door open, Max checks back to the outside, checking for any more stragglers. Seeing the fennec behind him, he keeps the doorway open, ushering her in... And after she's in, or after some time passing without her coming forward, he'll close the door behind him, a moment taken to observe the room around.

Within the court house there are many tables and chairs to be used. The humans are much too busy working on paper work and working on their COMMs to much notice themselves being looked at, but they are just normal humans, probably members of RSX. Both Brad and Jessi take a seat next to one of the tables, "Please, any questions you have, ask." Says Brad. The pair look over everyone though, "And... please, you're safe here, nothing is going to try to harm you inside here. After our hunting grounds were freed up, we've been able to keep ourselves sustained." Says Jessi, noticing how nervously everyone seems to be moving.

Alina step in the room and thanks to the racoon as he holds the door open, she notices a couple of foxes, full of life, their eyes completly collored those two seems to be very different from the others, but still, this place make her a bit afraid of what might happen here, but still, she feels like the place is invinting and comfy, except by the pack-mind foxes wandering around the place, she enters just in time to hear the foxes, that the name she don't know yet talk about how everything here is safe, and they don't intend to harm us.

Tristian enters slowly and looks around, the skunk still fairly new to this area, and wasn't quite sure what all was going on; but had decided to come see what this was all about, incase she does decide to end up staying as its always best to know whats happening in a community