Three jeeps are quickly being supplied at the RSX Headquarters, operatives running around to quickly prepare a vehicle assult. News has gone out for field agents of the three factions, and time is of the essence. Confirmed intel has shown that the group known as the Children of Tahoe have actually captured a Packmind wolf from Oregon, and it is everyone's plan to intercept the Tahoe convoy. A thin fog hangs in the air around Fairhaven, hopefully not a foreboding sign for things to come. black bunny girl with close-in combat gear stands impatient near the back, watching for agents to arrive.

"Nice wheels!" a voice rings out, an energetic fennec standing atop one of the jeeps would be wagging his tail. he was laying atop the roof of one of the vehicles in the stereotypical 'draw me like one of your french girls' pose. "Don't lose your cool now, I'm with the team! You lot need to keep your eyes open more, though! I practically waltzed in undetected!" he'd laugh as he likely grabs the attention of the soldiers preparing for the assault. Hopping off of the jeep, he'd move in and grab the bunny girl's hand giving it a firm handshake. "Heya good lookin! What's cookin'? We ready to cause some chaos?" his brows waggle, vibrant yet mischievous smile ever-present on those foxy lips of his.

The Packminds and the Children of Tahoe... the two greatest dangers to life as we know it in Ebreus' consideration. The two of them together is important not to respond to the call for agents and so the Hellhound finds himself swooping to a jogging landing, fully clad in his combat gear and toting his usual array of weapons, just outside RSX headquarters. Bounding into the jeep area, "Came as quickly as I could." he says. Spying Magnus he smiles a bit, "Glad to see you here. We'll need all the capable field agents we can get."

Arris approaches the RSX building on foot, triple-checking her gear as she approaches. She's loaded her AW magazines full, six magnum bullets have been pushed into the cylinder of her revolver, and her offhand pistol has been fully loaded with liquid bandage "paint" balls. As she approaches the trucks, stopping at Magnus' side, she gives Luna a formal nod. The gator's heard of her a couple of times, and spotted her infrequently at her friends' place, but never really had much of a connection outside of simple work. "Y'know, I'd comment on the weather to break the ice, but I think we're all thinking the same thing. Fog's eerily foreboding, knowing what we're getting into."

The fennec to her right gets a discreet pat on his butt before the gator slides away, attempting to hide her grin.

A human with multiple and massvie bits, a huge pair of bat like wings are competing with space on hir back with mass of tentacles that weaving out from hir lower back. Shi is dressed with what still appears to be still starting equipment. Hir dicks are ram rod hard are leaking pre which is hiking up hir checked skirt. The armor shi wears is dripping consistently with milk. Shi is quickly waddling around taking inventory and loading equipment. Hir plethora of tentacles picking up boxes of ammo cans and medical supplies before depositing them in the trunk of the SUV's. Shi looks up when shi hears the other agents bantering with each other. Shi says rather perturbedly, "Come on stop your yapping and help me finish loading up so we can go. We're on a time table here."

Kal hums his way along the path to the RSX building, looking entirely out of place dressed in his getup. Yellow robes drape down his shoulders like a duster, his tail flicking to and fro behind. A glittering blue crystal adorns a necklace draping down his chest. He even had the bright light of the Promethean Way gleaming from the top of his head. The strange critter hopes on through into the gathering convoy with a broad grin and an excited wave. "Yay, adventure!" He cheers, paws high in the air. His robes certainly seemed to have some unusual contours underneath, some additional belongings and gear strapped on away from view. He had to keep up his looks as a performer, after all! He gives a bouncy wave to Luna, to Arris, to Ebreus and the human with a little -too- much energy.

Lythe huffs and crests the hill, walking forward to the end of the street where the jeeps are prepped to load. Looks like she's one of the last to join. Wreathed in fire, she's wearing nothing but a utility belt and her RSX tag. Long legs carry the large fire elemental towards the bunny dressed in camo. It's been too long since she's fought and she was already feeling the itch for some hard action. Feeling the rage build as the moment starts to take her, the light she eminates reflecting that. She nods and falls in, "RSX agent Lythe reporting in."

The black rabbit girl is startled to see Magnus appear from nowhere, almost looking like she was about to punch him before calming down. As everyone else gathers she looks 'slightly amused' at the various agents but quickly gets to buisness. "Hi Arris, Ebreus, Magnus. And for those who I haven't met, I'm Luna: a former Child of Tahoe, so I'm going to help these guys..." she jestures to the operatives "...take down a convoy. Everyone geared up? We got to act fast."

"Fast is what I do." the fox winks as he steps away to look at the various jeeps. "I like these. Wish I had one of my own, or several. Racing would kick so much ass." Speaking of ass, he'd quite easily feel the slap to his own, and cast Arris a sideways, albeit legitimately amused glance. Hopping onto the bonnet of one of the three jeeps, the fox pulls it up and whistles sharply. "You guys spared no expense, this looks almost NEW! Oh wow!" he'd then slam shut the bonney and sit on the roof of the jeep, casting each and every agent a nod and a wink. "Lads! We're going to be doing some exciting shit today! Clench your buttcheeks because it's ADVENTURE TIME!" He could almost hear the theme song playing in the background.

Ebreus pops a few joints as Luna asks if they're ready, "As ready as is possible... guns, explosives, nanomagic... vivid memories of the last time I was in their fog." he says and takes a breath. He climbs aboard one of the jeeps and says, "I sincerely hope everyone here has at least read the debriefings from prior engagements with the CoT. These guys are not to be taken lightly." he says, a moment later adding, "And please tell me someone has Anti-Nanomagic."

"Yup, I'm locked and loaded and ready to roll." Arris loads a magazine into her rifle before taking a glance over to the walking set of genitals that was Deshwitat. "...and, I can see that one of us is putting on their 'Sunday best' for the Tahoers." She snerks lightly to herself as she pads over to the trucks, boots hitting its bed as she lets her sniper rifle rest against its side and zips up her jacket. "No Anti-Nanomagic on my part, chief. I've wanted to get into it for a while, but I keep putting it off."