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."

Deshwitat gives a nod to all of the agents that showed up. "The names Deshwitat Rudbich you can just call me Desh if it's easier for you to remember. Well it seems like I'm the medic of this mission. That is if you don't mind getting sticky and wet with the quick healing or I can always the old school method." as shi shi picks up the edges of hir skirt, hir tentalces fanning out behind hir as gives a curtsy. Shi gives a smart salute to Luna, "Loaded and ready to roll out. Shi turns to look at Eberus and shakes hir head, "Nope not currently in my repertoire yet."

Lythe nods and taps her nails on her brightly lit thigh, ready to get started. She slings one of the rifles she borrowed from her mom, just in case it got ranged. Getting down into a crouching position, she smiles as she listens to the other agents. "Ready and willing, let's take these freaks down," she smiles and pumps her fist at Magnus's call to action, "Let's kick some tail!" Shaking her head at Ebreus, "Just strength and thermal."

"You've got the right idea, foxy!" Kal shouts up to Ebreus, quickly bounding onto the jeep the speed-crazed fox. "Gear up? Oh yeah, totally! I'm Kal, by the way," he remarks, finally giving his name to those gathered, giving a happy nod to the black rabbit girl. To Ebreus, he offers up a mischievous grin even more than before, if that was possible! "Anti-Nanomagic? Never heard of it!~" The strange blue critter gives a quick nod over to Desh, offering a thumbs-up - and a quick peek downward at those curtsying tendrils beneath. "Nice to meet ya, Desh! I won't mind the grabbies if you're fine with my sparkies!~"

With everyone set, RSX and the agents load up into the jeeps and set out for their destination. It takes hours to reach an intercept point for the operation, coming to a stop in the middle of a highway. The silence beyond the sound of the jeeps is deafening, a lifeless stretch of road with nothing in either direction for miles. One of the operatives takes out binoculars and looks down the north-west stretch of road, yelling out "Get ready, the convoy is about two mikes out!"

"SHOTGUN!" the fox calls out and swings through the window to plop his ass down next to... some random driver boye. "NEVERMIND!" he'd handflail and wiggle his way back to take a seat next to Luna. Why did he do this? Because why the heck not. She was someone new and someone cute at that, so why not go for meeting someone new, even IF she looked like she had naught but disdain for him. The fox pulls out his MP3 player and a pair of headphones, then places them over his ears and gives the bunny a nudge. "You like tunes? What kinda tunes do ya like? Pop, Jazz, Rock, Techno, Synth, House, Dance, HipHop, Reggae, Classical so-and-so on?" He'd spend the duration of the journey trying to socialize while listening to music. Once the call comes out however, he may have misheard something as what leaves his muzzle is "Who's Mike, and Mike?" The fennec then removes his earphones and peers out the jeep window, his tongue lolling out and flopping in the wind as the air rushes past him, his tail wagging behind him in the jeep itself. Reaching into his pack, he'd pluck out a pair of binoculars and take a big'ol squint at the oncoming scene. "I spy with my little eye... a big'ol army jeep with a mounted machine gun on it. Looks like an MG-08 but I might be wrong on that one!" he'd shrug "There's a big'ol trailer too with a buncha crates on it, and the truck over there, we can all see it I think! Anyway, it looks clear of hostiles but if it's one thing being out here has taught me, it's that everything smells like a trap."

((Apologies, snip the last pose out.))

"SHOTGUN!" the fox calls out and swings through the window to plop his ass down next to... some random driver boye. "NEVERMIND!" he'd handflail and wiggle his way back to take a seat next to Luna. Why did he do this? Because why the heck not. She was someone new and someone cute at that, so why not go for meeting someone new, even IF she looked like she had naught but disdain for him. The fox pulls out his MP3 player and a pair of headphones, then places them over his ears and gives the bunny a nudge. "You like tunes? What kinda tunes do ya like? Pop, Jazz, Rock, Techno, Synth, House, Dance, HipHop, Reggae, Classical so-and-so on?"

He'd spend the duration of the journey trying to socialize while listening to music. Once the call comes out however, he may have misheard something as what leaves his muzzle is "Who's Mike, and Mike?" The fennec then removes his earphones and peers out the jeep window, his tongue lolling out and flopping in the wind as the air rushes past him, his tail wagging behind him in the jeep itself. That is at least until they come to a halt... Reaching into his pack, he'd pluck out a pair of binoculars and take a big'ol squint at the oncoming envoy. "I spy with my little eye... a big'ol army jeep with a mounted machine gun on it. Looks like an MG-08 but I might be wrong on that one!" he'd shrug "There's a big'ol trailer too with a buncha crates on it, and the truck over there, we can all see it I think! Anyway, I'd best go hide if we're gonna be intercepting these goons!" With that, the fennec hops out of the jeep and moves under it, hiding beneath the vehicle to keep himself out of sight.

Ebreus hums when it seems that the new faces don't know what they're getting into. "The Children have a nanite-fog. The thing is a weapon, causes you to hallucinate, try to stay calm and think rationally if they use it on you. As for the packmind... it should be in a cage if the CoT have caught it and if you value your life you'll keep extremities away from its cage." he says. Fair warning about the dangers given the Hellhound spends the rest of the ride checking and double checking his equipment... gasmask, shotgun, spare shotgun, grenades, pistol in case of double shotgun failure.... and more.

Arriving at the strike point Ebreus climbs out of the jeep he was in and takes up position with the jeep between him and the approaching CoT forces, making sure not to be standing too near the gas tank... knowing the CoT rifles can punch through damn near anything. Hearing Magnus' briefing he levels his grand scattergun in the direction of the convoy and unbuckling his grenade pouch.

Arris jumps out of the truck when she hears the call that the enemy is approaching. Running to take cover behind one of the nearby hills, she goes prone at the top before pulling out her sniper rifle to get a better look ahead. "I see a machine gun on the front jeep, but can't say anything about anyone else sitting in the convoy. Stay sharp, everyone." Her finger rests on the trigger guard, waiting for an order to start firing before she makes any motion to do so. "If anyone has it, regulation nanomagic would be sorely appreciated."