Revision as of 00:33, 4 October 2014

Participants

• Anbessa
• Angus
• Cythim
• Leraji
• Miranai
• Narg
• Nekura
• Rokarion
• Thelergramor

Date

3/10/2014

Log

However, in this area, there are some that are being FAR more than forward. A handful of Collie Herms, causing quite a bit of trouble, even for much more experienced agents! At the moment though, the only collies seen seem to be a bit more... relaxed, expecially around the more knowledgable agents.

Angus responds to the call for help, ready for mostly...anything as he walks through the streets to the meeting location. It's not hard to pick the coyote out considering he's.....actually singing to himself out load, the rifle he had modified leaning against his shoulder as he walks. "Ohhhhhh, their ain't no rest for the wicked, monnnneeeeeyyyy don't grow on trees!" He exclaims loudly as he stops and looks around to see who else seems to be joining, a smile on his muzzle as he chuckles.

Narg bats a few eylashes at the Husky's and other ferals her and Angus pass as they move along. It's doubtful is the Coyote realizes that she is next to him unless he actually bothered to look just behind himself while singing. Regardless the Husky adjusts her duster and keeps her hand on the holster of her pistol as she moves along... can never be too careful afterall.

"I've got bills to pay, I've got mouths to feed, there ain't nothin' in this world for free~!" With his new rubber soled winter boots strapped to his feet making faintly muffled thuds with each step, a ebony haired white skinned human walks up after Angus as his fingers idly play along his tool of choice for the day. Anbessa smiles towards Angus as the darkened mahogany spear is spun within his grip, the man slowing his showy side as his singing tones down afterwords. "Hey Angus." Clad in his new winter wear, his black hoodie with fur inlining and dark grey pants fit well with his normally dark clothed nature as his brown belt squeezes snugly onto his hip. Glancing behind the 'yote, he waves his free hand towards the familiar husky. "Hey Narg!" With a wide smile on his face, he lets out a hum as he lets his spear rest against his shoulder, fingers tippy tapping the side of it idly as he glances around as well to wait for the others.

Cythim was merely following the rest, having heard that agents were needed for a problem. Wearing nothing but some bandages, some may think she would be a prey of sex of choice, if the bandages didn't covered the naughty parts. She simply waves to the others agents as she tells her other heads, Crys'taa and pierce to get ready for anything, as they might be a need in some action.

Rokarion moves towards the meeting location, the human wearing their usual black uniform and surronded by their ever present drone hovering sphereical drones. The drones wander about their inventor, their optical sensors scanning the area around them for any movement, and other points of interest. For those who have seen the drones before, they would notice a layer of stylish black paint over the usual dull black steel colour of the drones' metal chasis. The shortish figure follows the group noting the coyote "battle" partner and the other new faces.

Nekura is out for what will be her second quest in like a year! She should really start doing this more often. Of course after the fun she got to have with the last one she was encouraged to try again and is currently wandering towards the designated area. However, unlike previously, she has her daughter along with, feeling it was a good idea the other pony get some experience outside of the Red Court. "So this is how you brought that foxy back yesterday?" inquires the filly. "Mhm," answers her mother.

Thelergramor meanders up the street, all fox like in appearance. Resembling little more than a feral fox, other than the tactical vest wrapped around his torso, with a few firearms mounted to it. Remote trigger mechanism attatched to one of his forepaws; because quadrupeds can't exactly shoulder and fire a rifle... His ears perk at Angus's singing; knows the song. Briefly considers joining in the chorus, and then Anbessa throws in the rest of it. Could always add the next line... Which he does. "No I can't slow down, I can't hold back, even though I wish I could... No there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good..." The fox snickers, stepping up beside Angus.

Wincing, Leraji taps the ash from the butt of her cigarette, eyes the stub for a moment, then flicks it away and fishes a 'fresh' one from the crumpled pack in her purse. The coyote lights her smoke, takes a drag, and then shakes her head. "Good gods, man. I've heard of some agents having questionable ways to keep the ferals off, but that caterwauling, man... you're going to make my ears bleed if you keep it up."

The sound and noise of the singing gets more than a few eyes and ears over to the group. However, there is no plain evidence of what everyone was sent out here to do. The ferals however, continue their advances, a few rubbing on themselves, licking their lips. Most of the eyes fall to Thele though, and their noses to his scent. A latex fox decides to get the most forward though, "Hey there big little boy, care to fix that issue you have with me?" He asks, grinding a finger against his squeeky rear entrance.

Angus watches the ferals start to come their way as he lowers his rifle, his right hand holding the barrel as his bayonet dips. "Hello there Anbessa, Narg." He greets them both, flashing them a pearly white grin as he draws the bolt back, before chambering a heavy 8 mm rifle round as he looks over to the others. "Like the new paint Rokarion." He comments her way, ears flicking back and forth before he goes back to surveying the situation.

Narg wiggles her free hand's finger's in greeting to Angus and Anbessa. "Heya guys, bout time I got back into the swing of things. Been sitting on my ass and... ehem... nevermind." her eyes look over at Thel and she smirks as she looks to the latex fox offering. "Sorry sugar, That fox here is taken. His master wouldn't be happy about him fooling about." Hmmmm, wonder if that fiv would wor; they do have somewhere to be after all and no time for pit stops. Then again Thel could just ruin her fib and go for it anyways.

Anbessa returns Angus' smile with one of his own, his gloved hand tapping his spear's side as he glances around... Though he normally was used to seeing them around and propositioning people, he cannot help but feel slightly amused by their persistance today. "Think they will ever understand the concept of 'Don't mess with the people with big weapons'?" Anbessa asks out loud, him shaking his head before he lets his spear slide down his palm, the man letting the weighted end of the spear tap the ground like a walking stick. Though as he observes the others walking in, Nekura gets a rather interesting reaction, the human male's cheeks turning a bright pink before he turns his attention elsewhere. Gotta keep an even head for... Wait... "So... They said Collie herms, right?" He asks, glancing around curiously as he tilts his head. "All I see are the normal ones around here... Think they hunkered down into a building?"

Thelergramor glares at the latex one; somewhat less than amused. And then his rut hits him like a sack of bricks. Horny bricks. That look like pornstars. Sniffs at the latex one; and hates that for a brief moment he wanted to mount it. Shaking his head and backs away; with the unintended erection slipping out of his vulpine sheath. Wishes he wore pants today. "Fucking rut..." Really doesn't want to, but, instinct and all that. "Don't think you'd help much, can't breed a male." Looks over to Angus and Rokarion, then imagines cold showers and shit. Not ordinarily attracted to males. Unless they're Angus. "Not gonna happen. The, uh, mistress would eat me. So, back up and go do... latex stuff. Like getting shoved into an orifice. That isn't one of mine."

Leraji moves up to Angus' other side from Narg, glancing over the other agents. Her ears perk, and then she turns, eyeing several of the ferals. "Hey, you. Where are the dogs that were causing trouble earlier?" she calls.

Cythim grabs her sword, and quickly checks her sword, seeing if the chains weren't stiff or anything before activating it, making sure that she doesn't shock herself in the process. Then she moves next to Thelergramor saying, "As much as i know, i'd rather let Thel getting occupied. But then, some may not like.". She points her sword toward the latex. "Move aside, or suffer my wraths.".

Angus flicks his ears a bit as he nods to Anbessa. "Yes, I noticed that they seem to be trying to hide in that building over there." He states as he nods his head towards one of the office buildings as he adjusts the strap of his rifle, letting it hang off his side and keep his hands empty as he starts walking in the direction he pointed towards. "Lets see if we can't talk to them eh?" He comments, flashing a smile as he removes his sunglasses to try and look less threatening then he is.

Rokarion sighs, the frigid freckle-faced human is already tired of this routine, looks like no matter how many times you say no those things will always try anyway. The human moves a hand to deattach their black coloured rifle from the side of their backpack, before tuning down the rifle's setting to one of the medium settings, after all the human just wants to get to the real trouble makers, not make clean holes in your run-of-the-mill mutants. Rokarion turns back to Angus, and nods, "Thank you for the compliment Mister Angus, however it was necessary after all the blood that stained Tutamen, my shield drone." And stained the human too! With a couple of taps on a device latched onto the human's forearm, their drones stop moving about, and return to the side of their master, merely as a show of force really those mutants were obviously no match for them.

Meanwhile Nekura spots a foxy hitting on Thele and decides to steal their attention since she knows the other vulpine doesn't like boys. So she migrates over to whree they are and introduces the male to her boobhat greeting. "Why don't you leave my poor teammate alone and pay attention to someone who actually wants it?" she snickers.

Narg snuffles as she moves up to Angus' side as well, sticking just out to the side so she isn't making the group a jumble of bodies that is easy to hit if it comes to that. Her eyes keep on the ferals plying around the ground, watching for signs of anything suspicious.

Anbessa cannot help but chuckle as he watches the others in the group briefly. Looking back over to Angus though, he nods his head as he returns his attention over towards the others. "Oi, when you all are ready, c'mon!" Turning about, he pads off after Angus, his spear's flat weighted side tapping the ground with each other step as he follows after the 'yote. "I always like a nice chat with those who need it." With a soft hum, and his spear tapping the ground like a walking stick all the way, he glances back towards the others briefly before returning his attention back forward towards the building.

The pair of eyes from inside one of the decaying buildings looks to Angus as he looks to them. A whimper is easily heard, but the figure doesn't move, just stares for now, hand paws against the window ledge, nose, eyes, and ears just barely up over the edge as whomever it is stares, but, even noticing he or she has been noticed, they didn't run.

The mutants around look at Cythim and Leraji, not giving them too much mind, though a husky walks up to Leraji, "Oh, I could tell you something, if you want to make it worth my wild. What would you give me in trade?" She asks, with a grin!

The latex fox gives a slightly squeeky yip when Nekura boob hats him, looking hir over. With a smile he gets out from under the breasts, turns around, and grips them tightly, "Well, why didn't you ask before?" He says.

Rokarion already began moving towards the building the moment Angus mentioned it, looking down at their device, making some final checks in case of combat, before looking back at the building, and marching towards it in a confident gait, the drones hovering around them. Rokarion only spares the rest of the group a glance, shaking their head, and looking back at building, and saying in their usual nonchalant, but polite tone, "I would rather finish this as fast as possible, so I will be heading over towards the building. You can loiter here as much as you want." Rokarion then spots the whimpering figure, before adding in a whisper to Angus, "I don't suppose they are hiding in that building? Or is it just a scout?"

Angus perks his ears up curiously as they don't flee, how odd. "Lets just hope they are in the mood for a chat and we aren't walking right into their den." He answers Anbessa as he reaches back into his pack to pull out some jerky. That's when he notices Nekura, and he turns around to shout. "Oi! I wouldn't do that!" He shouts with his hands over his muzzle. "I'd rather not have to tear any more throats out or shoot people because you started a feral frenzy."

Thelergramor has almost completely forgotten what they were doing here. "Hmm..." The fox sniffs around for collies. With herm genitalia. Then, moves back from the group. SNiper, should keep atta distance. Perks his ears at 'feral frenzy' and grins. "I have grenades for that Angus!"

Anbessa looks over towards Rokarion as they walk on over, him shrugging his shoulders briefly as he looks up towards the building. "Think you can get a Drone to watch around that building? Maybe they can alert us if any of em' make a break for it?" He asks towards Rokarion, part of him feeling that the drones AND all of them being pretty much overkill already. Though as he hears Angus, he glances back towards the others, raising an eyebrow. "A bloodbath is the last thing we need. Best not to spook them." He says back towards Thel, glancing back towards Angus before he picks up the pace forward, letting his spear return to it's spot upon his shoulder as he approaches the front door with a strange amount of confidence.

Narg clecnches her free paw into a fist, sharp claws slipping out from between her knuckles... yes 'wolverine' claws. "Look, they can distract the feral's Angus, let's just get inside the building eh?" The Husky unholsters her pistol and jogs up to the door, pressing herself to the wall next to it so someone else can breach or she can slowly open it.

Cythim sighs at the lack of proper reaction from her intimidation and tries to push the latex fox away, before seeing what the others were up to and spot that their regards were aiming toward a building and is almost tempted to use attack it with her sword just to see if they would react.

Nekura seems to be content with the fact she has the other mutant's attention and ends up wiggling around from the hands on her breasts. Ebony comes over about this time and blinks as she finds her mom being fondled by a fox. "Uhm.. does this happen often?" she asks her dame. "Not often enough," snickers the older mare as she happily presses her orbs into the male's palms. "Because I was busy staring at the others," she tells the latex canine when asked why she didn't come to him earlier.

Leraji perks her ears as the group begins to move, then nods for the husky to follow her as she keeps pace with Angus. "Tell you what, sweetie. Get me some good info and I'll give you a treat, yea? I've got a granola bar I've been saving."

Rokarion gazes at the building for a while, before staring back at the hoodie wearing human, and answering as politely and coldly as ever, "I was debating doing that, but I believe no harm will be done except alerting the mutants if they are not already alert." With that Rokarion looks at their forearm mounted device, and begin tapping at it, with that done the two combat drones on the human's side speed towards the building, attempting to search through the windows, while the shield and medical drones remain at their master's side in case of any snipers.

Angus sighs a little as he is completly ignored, pulling the jerky from his bag. "This is going to get intresting...." He murmurs as he pats Anbessa on the shoulder and turns back to the building, kneeling a bit near the door as he holds out the beef jerky, seeing what will happen as his left hand stays near his hip, fingers twitching at the ready.

More and more looking at him or her, the figure tries to make itself smaller but still looking out the window, mostly at Angus. A slight whine coming from them as their eyes dart around at those walking up closer, refocus on Angus, eyes looking around again, ears flicking. However, the moment those drones get close to the windows, a loud yip and whomever it is darts back, followed by some growling.

A promise of food! Not as good a sex, but that was something. "How much granola? Show me, and I might have something to tell you." she says, tail starting to wag behind her. Food meant she'd have a better chance to give birth next time she found someone to fuck her!

Hands on Nekura, rubbing on her breasts longer and longer, the latex fox grunts a bit as Cythim pushes him away from her! "Hey! What are you doing?" He asks as he stumbles backwards a moment, rubbery foot catching a piece of the rubble and falling backwards with a yip and a lot of squeeking. Quite a few of the other ferals stop their chatter and batter to look over at what is happening.

Anbessa cannot help but smile towards Narg as he pads up towards her, him padding up towards her to briefly reach his free hand up to pat the top of her head. Afterwords, he returns his attention to Rokarion and Angus as he smiles at them. "Lets get moving. If they want to get the ferals riled up, they can deal with that problem on their own." Waving a dismissive hand as he speaks in his rather mean and overconfident tone, he returns his attention back forward. Taking point, the silver eyed human hums to himself as he pads up next to the wall next, resting one foot flat against it as the spear rests at his side as he waits for Angus to move in next... Up until he hears the noises over back where they came from. This earns them the human's attention as well... "... I think we should get moving, and quick. Too many liabilities today."

Cythim completly ignores the latex fox, going nearer the building, her sword ready to strike if needed as she looks around for any potential traps and/or ennemies, whenever they would be inside the building, or outside.

Crys'taa was now keeping an eye on the huskies, knowing that Cythim's action might ignite some reactions, while pierce stares at said Latex Fox, ready to bite.

Thelergramor stops to sit on the ground. Keeping an eye on the ferals about. They... might be liable to charge. "Yeah." Agrees with Anbessa. Licks atta forepaw; stops. No time for that. His brush sways behind him. Runs to catch up with those going to the building. Wishes he brought his shotgun today...

Leraji pauses and pulls her small purse around, digging for a moment; then she pulls out a small plasit bag with a pair of home-made bars in them. "These are my emergency munchies, but if you tell us what we need to know they're yours," the 'yote offers, her tail starting to wag. "What do you say?"

Angus blinks a little at the yipping, and their flight, Well that didn't go well. With a sigh Angus stands up and puts his jerky away, turning to watch the situation as he nods to Anbessa. "Right....lets get the hell out of here." He murmurs gently as he turns to walk through the door with his hand on the grip of his Coyote fang blade, ears flicking back and forth as he tries to find the Collie. "Heyyyyy, it's okay, we aren't going to hurt you." He says in a calming voice, trying to get them to come out.

Rokarion shakes their head, as the combat drones return to their master, "The only thing I got from the video feedback is that collie herm on all fours and growling. There are also a bunch of broken computers and equipment, most likely an old office floor. I have no idea if there are anymore in there, but I expect so. After all I only scanned the rooms with outer windows facing here." With that the human moves closer to the others near the door, "So, should we storm from the three doors or all enter from the same door?"

"Hey!" huffs Nekura when some random mutant comes in and pushes the fox. She doesn't bother to go after Cythia but instead kneels down to try helping the poor latex canine back up. Failing to know what else to do Ebony joins in though she might just be doing it to look good!

Narg growls as she notices the scuffle behind her that threatens to break out. Her eyes stay on Cythim now; that one is a threat to a somewhat stable situation. The Husky shakes her head and slips insided next, best to have a wall between her and the threat of a mob of ferals... as lax as she is about wanting to stop the huskies out there. Kindred mutations after all.

As some walk in, and Angus starts talking to hir, the easily seen to be herm collie barks and growls some more, trying to look threatening, tail down though, showing hir teeth before finally saying, "Go away! Get out! Leave me alone!" Shi barks, moving a bit more away. As Roka had said, broken desks, chairs, computers, and a bannor, mostly torn up that says 'H&R' on one side, and 'Tax' on the other is all that is inside this floor, aside from the single feral.

Looking at the food, the husky tries to grab it while saying, "Yeah, there are five of them total! Two parents managed to birth a litter of three pups! One of them though, isn't behaving like they would like, so, they decided they would watch hir and try to put hir in a situation where shi'd have to! Come on, now, gimme!" She says, howling a bit as she begs.

Soothed and comforted, the latex fox rolls over toward Nekura and Ebony, gripping as many breasts as he can get a hold of, bright pink cock swelling up! A few huskies look their way, walking over, sniffing carefully... one adventurously trying to nose between Nekura's legs!

Anbessa cannot help but sigh as he looks towards Cythim as she walks on over, him raising an eyebrow at her while a frown rests on his face. "Mind NOT making the feral population angry at us? You ain't helping one bit." The man soon enough just sighs in annoyance before he brings his attention over towards Angus. Nodding, he pads after the 'yote slowly as his rubber soled boots now lighten his footsteps a tad bit. Though he does stay quiet, he does try to lower his stature a bit to not seem as imposing, his spear held faintly to the side to prevent it from getting in the way and jabbing someone. Though he does frown as he hears the collie bark and yell at them. "Don't worry, we ain't going to hurt you. We just wanna talk to you and ask a few questions." As he speaks, he glances over towards Narg before he flicks his head towards another door to signal for the husky to take a peek around. "We will be out of your fur soon, I promise."

Thelergramor continues his vulpine run; stopping at the door and turning to see how it's going with the latex one. And them others. Doesn't want to keep his back to the ferals. Knows he is 'cute' and 'cuddly'. And in rut. Which is an issue...

Angus shakes his head softly and smiles. "Hey, Hey, hey it's okay." He answers her as he slowly reaches into his pack to pull the jerky out again. "We just want to talk, you hungry?" He asks hir as his ears flick, turning to catch every sound as he tries to keep aware.

Leraji keeps a tight grip on her snack until the husky is finished, then smiles and lets the feral have it. "Thanks, sugar, much obliged. What did they want to make her do?" she asks, head tilting a little, her tail still wagging in a friendly manner.

Narg nods at Anbessa and points at the door so that Anbessa can keep an eye on it as she heads over to the other door; her gun primed and ready should it be needed to be used. She let's her ears do the first senseing before she she peeks her head around. Never know what could be around that door.

Cythim goes toward the door of the bulding, not entering as she spots Angus trying to soothe the collie. Wanting to know what was wrong about it, she tries to notice any details that could give her her potential mutations, letting Crys'taa and pierce cover her vision from her back in case any had funny ideas.

Rokarion follows the group inside the building, followed quickly by their drones. They look at the coyote and human attempting to calm the collie down, deciding that too much niceties is as good as too litlle, the human simply waits for the others to finish their pleads and what not.

Thelergramor sits outside the door, glaring at the ferals menacingly. Yup. Menacing fox. Wants them to keep away... Then, loses all his focus. Starts to lick at his balls area. Blinks, stops. "Damn rut..." The fox shakes his head; trying to clear his mind. Starts to pace uncomfortably in front of the door.

Nekura and Ebony seem to be fine with keeping the males outside the building occupied so they won't get any funny ideas. When the fox goes to grope them the older mare lets out a happy moan of enjoyment though the younger squeaks comically at the groping; apparently it's the first time she's felt latex on her fur. Yet when one of the collies comes up and sniffs at her groin the equine shows no indication of minding the attention and instead says, "I could remove my sheath to make it easier for you boys if that'd help." Not that she imagines the squeaky one would mind given he hit on Thele.

Wanting to tell Angus that something was wrong with the collie but not wanting it to endanger carelessly Angus, she tries to whisper to him that the collie isn't quite pure and stayed focused on the creature, trying once more to notice what was wrong about hir.

The collie herm growls a bit more, "Please! Go away! Leave!" Shi barks some more, growling. Hir tail wags behind hir a bit, showing only a bit of hir teeth. "Leave Tax alone! Go!" Shi barks out, hir eyes going to the windows or the door once in a while. Shi looks at the food offered though, sniffing toward it, "You go! Tax want be left alone!" Shi says.

The husky looks up to Leraji, as she is given the snacks, "How? Like any other leader of the Collie Herms! Rape, take, rape, eat, breed, oh, did I mention rape? But shi doesn't seem to want to, more interested in reading, talking, playing around with the wierd 'lectric things in the office buildings. Can I have more please?" She asks, eating one of the bars nearly whole after she is done talking.

A few more huskies, collies, and another fox flock to Nekura, nuzzling, licking, a few going to Ebony as well, soon, the pair can feel pressure against their lower holes... and something warm and slick running over cocks... it is hard to get an accurate count of the ferals making their way over!

Leraji grins and pats the husky on the shoulder. "That's all I've got, sorry." She pauses, leaning towards the husky, and sniffs at her neck; then the coyote grins. "I'll come look for you if I'm down this way again, though, yea?" She turns and quickly moves over to Angus, giving the other coyote a poke in the ribs. "Hey. Fearless Leader. Did you catch that? Tax seems pretty chill but her parents are a drag. Maybe offer her protection, or a chance to work at tinkering, that could draw her out."