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| − | <div></div><div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) responding to the inquiry, you are pointed to an office on the second floor of the building where Shilo's office is. Opening the door, you find a Pangolin sitting at a desk, seeminglt calmly awaiting applicants for the mission. </div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx looks 'round them office, eyup, that's an office. Seein them pangolin, Pteryx would wave ta em and thing... though them notice sounded more like it was fer them adventurer types, maybe a feller like him could serve as backup... in case one of them folks gets a tad too adventerous and hurts themselves bad enough! "Pteryx's the name, adventure... ain't ma game, but if one of them curious fellers get too big fer their britches I gotta have somethin in here..." Draggin out a massive first aid kit he'd start rambling and droning, easy to tune out really.</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet , wearing what appears to be a backpack made of duct tape, slithers into the office that he was directed into and looks around, finding a Hyena pulling out a sizable first aid kit as well as Pangolin, "Howdy, the name's Waconet, who might be the Shilo that's looking for some salvagers?"</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) The heavy clomp of boots is heard leading up to the office. A overly gravid form with a wiggling mass is shadowed in the doorway before the figure squeezes hir mass of boobs and belly through the entrance. Deshwitat give a quick once over of the room noting the other beings that answered the request. Shi attempts a curtsy to the Pangolin, sent ight you be Shilo? I'm here to answer the request you put out.sow </div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris meanders into the office, wearing a stained tanktop, jeans, and an old bomber jacket, a grungy ball cap on his head. He smiles and tips his cap back to consider the others in the room. "Hey kids," he says, "Heard you had a job?"</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) Willy The Pangolin gets up with a smile as people start to come in, chuckles a little to Pteryx. "I like your enthusiasm. While the job shouldn't be that dangerous, we had not scouted out the place, so you never know." he says, before greeting Waconet and smiling "Not soo much Salvagers as a survey team as I will explain in a second." As the others enters the Pangolin looks slightly surprised at first but then comes to ease. "Umm, yes, you have come to the right place" he says before stepping back to his desk. Taking out a file, he lays it out on the desk, showing a map and some small scouting reports. "So some agents reporting spotting a scrapyard off the highway outside of town, seemingly having largely untouched at some level in time. This has piqued interest from the company as it sounded like a good place to test the new Nanite Salvaging techniques that researchers are working on." he says, pointing to the scouting report. "However, they would prefer not to go there blindedly, so I am tasking you all to do a survey of the site, and let us know what is there, both material and functional and report it back to us."</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx beams at the perceived compliment. The Hawwaian shirted tourist lookin mutant won't have ta do too much if this is as safe a job as them pangolin makes it sound! But better safe than sorry. Lookin at them map, Pteryx would not see anything of note, not really one well versed in all them... scrap work? Scratchin the back of his head, he'd murmur, "New tech, neat." with blatantly feigned interest. Whatever them higher up egg heads were up ta, Pteryx sure ain't one to understant them shenanigans.</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet listens to Shilo as the mission is described. He notes that he should probably take notes about the site and starts digging for a notepad and pen for the survey. He asks, "Is Zephyr looking for anything in particular that we should keep an eye out for, perhaps something with a bonus attached or are we going in completely blind and should do our own scouting first before we head into the scrapyard itself?"</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods to everyone's comments, sensation I guess the jobs pretty straight forward. I too would like to know if we are looking for something specific? The people that can fly would be a great help then. I guess that would be me and Waconet here. What are everyone's best skills? If people are are willing to tell me. Mine are I apparently have really sensitive eyes and ears. I'm pretty strong since I have to carry all this bulk. I do a lot of research on the tech and science of this era since I'm trying to solve my size problem.square as shi emphasize this by patting hir boobs and belly.</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris considers the map and flips through the scouting reports. "Not much info here," he says, "I can see why you would want a scouting team." He lets the reports and maps lie and looks up at the Pangolin. "I assume you are providing transport?" he asks.</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) Willy The Pangolin looks to Waconet "Condition of the materials in the Yard mostly." Shilo says "Though the functionality of whats left on the site, which if you are able to restore if damaged, could come with a bonus as they would make it easier to work the site in later projects." he says before refrencing the scouting report. "From what we can gather, there aren't any more than usual ferals in the area around it, which I would gather shouldn't be an issue for you all, and yes Transportation too and from the site is being provided." he says with a smile before continuing. "On site is unknown though...though if there is someone one it, best to try to remove them if possible to avoid issues with research." he says. "Any other questions?"</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx flaps his wings just a bit on them human's? mention of fliers. "Ain't lookin ta be shot down like a fly ta an archerfish though so ya battlefolks are better fer all them stuff! Ma skills sure ain't fight related, but if ya get ta a scrap I could patch ya up steady enough ta survive a trip ta a hospital!" Words get talked 'round between them folks with more know how on these kinds o' things and Pteryx wouldn't have much ta add. A bead of sweat would drop on this head at the mention of ferals so he'd probably be better off stickin close ta one of em bigger and stronger fellers... preferably them bigger fellers between him and sumthin dangerous.</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods again, service eah this seem like something I would be good at especially if we want to find out if anyone is living in this scrap yard. Since I have Biodetection and and the rest of the bio stuff. I'm not much of a fighter as well. Well I don't have any other questions unless the rest of you do.square as shi looks and gestures to the rest the party.</div> | + | <div></div><div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) responding to the inquiry, you are pointed to an office on the second floor of the building where Shilo's office is. Opening the door, you find a Pangolin sitting at a desk, seeminglt calmly awaiting applicants for the mission. </div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx looks 'round them office, eyup, that's an office. Seein them pangolin, Pteryx would wave ta em and thing... though them notice sounded more like it was fer them adventurer types, maybe a feller like him could serve as backup... in case one of them folks gets a tad too adventerous and hurts themselves bad enough! "Pteryx's the name, adventure... ain't ma game, but if one of them curious fellers get too big fer their britches I gotta have somethin in here..." Draggin out a massive first aid kit he'd start rambling and droning, easy to tune out really.</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet , wearing what appears to be a backpack made of duct tape, slithers into the office that he was directed into and looks around, finding a Hyena pulling out a sizable first aid kit as well as Pangolin, "Howdy, the name's Waconet, who might be the Shilo that's looking for some salvagers?"</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) The heavy clomp of boots is heard leading up to the office. A overly gravid form with a wiggling mass is shadowed in the doorway before the figure squeezes hir mass of boobs and belly through the entrance. Deshwitat give a quick once over of the room noting the other beings that answered the request. Shi attempts a curtsy to the Pangolin, sent ight you be Shilo? I'm here to answer the request you put out.sow </div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris meanders into the office, wearing a stained tanktop, jeans, and an old bomber jacket, a grungy ball cap on his head. He smiles and tips his cap back to consider the others in the room. "Hey kids," he says, "Heard you had a job?"</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) Willy The Pangolin gets up with a smile as people start to come in, chuckles a little to Pteryx. "I like your enthusiasm. While the job shouldn't be that dangerous, we had not scouted out the place, so you never know." he says, before greeting Waconet and smiling "Not soo much Salvagers as a survey team as I will explain in a second." As the others enters the Pangolin looks slightly surprised at first but then comes to ease. "Umm, yes, you have come to the right place" he says before stepping back to his desk. Taking out a file, he lays it out on the desk, showing a map and some small scouting reports. "So some agents reporting spotting a scrapyard off the highway outside of town, seemingly having largely untouched at some level in time. This has piqued interest from the company as it sounded like a good place to test the new Nanite Salvaging techniques that researchers are working on." he says, pointing to the scouting report. "However, they would prefer not to go there blindedly, so I am tasking you all to do a survey of the site, and let us know what is there, both material and functional and report it back to us."</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx beams at the perceived compliment. The Hawwaian shirted tourist lookin mutant won't have ta do too much if this is as safe a job as them pangolin makes it sound! But better safe than sorry. Lookin at them map, Pteryx would not see anything of note, not really one well versed in all them... scrap work? Scratchin the back of his head, he'd murmur, "New tech, neat." with blatantly feigned interest. Whatever them higher up egg heads were up ta, Pteryx sure ain't one to understant them shenanigans.</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet listens to Shilo as the mission is described. He notes that he should probably take notes about the site and starts digging for a notepad and pen for the survey. He asks, "Is Zephyr looking for anything in particular that we should keep an eye out for, perhaps something with a bonus attached or are we going in completely blind and should do our own scouting first before we head into the scrapyard itself?"</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods to everyone's comments, sensation I guess the jobs pretty straight forward. I too would like to know if we are looking for something specific? The people that can fly would be a great help then. I guess that would be me and Waconet here. What are everyone's best skills? If people are are willing to tell me. Mine are I apparently have really sensitive eyes and ears. I'm pretty strong since I have to carry all this bulk. I do a lot of research on the tech and science of this era since I'm trying to solve my size problem.square as shi emphasize this by patting hir boobs and belly.</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris considers the map and flips through the scouting reports. "Not much info here," he says, "I can see why you would want a scouting team." He lets the reports and maps lie and looks up at the Pangolin. "I assume you are providing transport?" he asks.</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) Willy The Pangolin looks to Waconet "Condition of the materials in the Yard mostly." Shilo says "Though the functionality of whats left on the site, which if you are able to restore if damaged, could come with a bonus as they would make it easier to work the site in later projects." he says before refrencing the scouting report. "From what we can gather, there aren't any more than usual ferals in the area around it, which I would gather shouldn't be an issue for you all, and yes Transportation too and from the site is being provided." he says with a smile before continuing. "On site is unknown though...though if there is someone one it, best to try to remove them if possible to avoid issues with research." he says. "Any other questions?"</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx flaps his wings just a bit on them human's? mention of fliers. "Ain't lookin ta be shot down like a fly ta an archerfish though so ya battlefolks are better fer all them stuff! Ma skills sure ain't fight related, but if ya get ta a scrap I could patch ya up steady enough ta survive a trip ta a hospital!" Words get talked 'round between them folks with more know how on these kinds o' things and Pteryx wouldn't have much ta add. A bead of sweat would drop on this head at the mention of ferals so he'd probably be better off stickin close ta one of em bigger and stronger fellers... preferably them bigger fellers between him and sumthin dangerous.</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods again, service eah this seem like something I would be good at especially if we want to find out if anyone is living in this scrap yard. Since I have Biodetection and and the rest of the bio stuff. I'm not much of a fighter as well. Well I don't have any other questions unless the rest of you do.square as shi looks and gestures to the rest the party.</div><div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris frowns a little, the expression rather uncomfortable on his usually smiling face. "You know my stance on evicting residents," he says, "They have the right to stay where they are." He growls a little at some memory, then shakes his head. "Well," he says, relaxing and letting the little smile return to his round face, "Let's get a move on!"</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) While Waconet was certainly capable of flying, he did have some concerns. "Flying is great for getting from one place to another, but as a more combat oriented agent, I can attest that flying is not great for more indepth surveys. Also, there isn't much cover if someone on the ground decides if that they don't like birds and have a shotgun."</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) the Pangolin sighs before looking to Fenris. "The objection is noted, but the preferrence is not to have interfrence for both their and researchers safety, so removal is requested." he says, before picking up a token from the desk and passing a token. "Take this to the Jeep out front waiting, he will take you to the site." he says before dismissing everyone. Heading down, you all meet the driver and pack up and get on the road to get your way over. The trip to the site is larely uneventful, outside of the drivers quick thinking to avoid an idiot creature of two aimlessly crossing the road before you head on to the highway and start to see the site in the distance.</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) In the distance you see what looks to be piles of glittering stuff, seemingly piled in strange grey mass, hard to tell more so from the distance though as you continue on they way.</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Dragged about inta sum... vehicle, Pteryx just tries ta zone out frum the whole experience. He'd rather have flown over havin ta be in one of these metal beasts! Feelin sick just about everywhere bein in this thing, a glitter of sumthin outside takes Pteryx out of their attempted disassociation. Finally, they were close! "The quicker we get outta this metal beast the better..." He'd grumble aloud.</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet checked over his gear while riding in the jeep, he was checking over his grenades when the driver decided swerving was the best course of action causing the feathers on his head to stand on end until they reached their destination. At the destination looking over the glittering in the destination, he pulls out his rifle and takes a look through the scope to give the place a quick once over."</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) Deshwitat on the ride over answering Waconet's concern, server ell here's the thing if they are shooting at me. It gives away their position and I'm pretty tough. Learned some nanite skills just so I can take those hits and keep on ticking.square after working out the strategy for this scouting mission. Deshwitat leans back into hir mass of tentacles as they undulate and shift. Acting as a better shock absorber then the suspension of the Jeep. One of tentacles flops over hir eyes. sen ey people wake me when we get there.sow A</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris is unusually introspective on the trip, apparently lost on thought, or maybe memory. He hums a little to himself as he lets the wind blow through his fur, his nose hanging out the window. The burly tanuki hardly seems to care about the swerving, just humming his old walking song. He does not seem to mind the close quarters, but he does take up quite a bit of space... <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>At least he is soft, warm, and smells a bit like peaches and ginger.</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) Willy Arriving at the site, the Jeep pulls up to the entrance of the Scrapyard, and lets people out. Once departed, you all find yourself looking at a dilaptated fenced off site, with piles off metal and debris towering over you, much of it seeming to be weathered with time. The site itself for the moment though seems fairly quiet, as such would be for what is believed to be untouched. </div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Once Pteryx feels them jeep stop, he'd claw on the door like a cat denied entry 'fore yellin alound, "Freedom!" as he escaped the confines of the metal beast! Havin dropped himself onta the dirt, Pteryx would just lie there for a bit, relishing in the stable ground, unlike them metal beasts constant bouncin and turnin and swervin. A tad too preoccupied ta be doin any lookin 'round, but he ain't here fer that part!</div> <div title="Waconet" style="margin-top:2em">(Waconet) Waconet hadn't seen much through his scope, but he could fly over the site despite his own earlier protests of such. He internally decides to wait for the others own scouting to see if a fly over is needed.</div> <div title="Deshwitat" style="margin-top:2em">(Deshwitat) As the jeep comes to a stop. The shouting from Pteryx startles Deshwiat awake, server HAT'S GOING ONsquare as tentacles whip around surrounding hir in a cocoon. Some of the tentacles lash out defensively denting the metal frame around hir and maybe hitting other people near by.</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">(Fenris) Fenris climbs out of the jeep and looks around, narrowly being brained by a lashing tentacle, though he does not seem to notice. He reaches into the pocket of his bomber jacket and pulls out... a spear? <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>It looks like a scene out of Mary Poppins as the tanuki carefully produces a six foot long polearm from his pocket. He gives it a spin and shrugs at any looks from his fellow scouts. "It's bigger on the inside," he offers, then slings the long bladed spear over a shoulder before sauntering off into the scrapyard. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>The burly tanuki whistles to himself as he passes the gates and looks around at the piles of scrap. "Prime real estate," he says thoughtfully, then sniffs at the air. "Whew! And definitely occupied."</div> <div title="Willy" style="margin-top:2em">(Willy) The driver ducks as the tentacles lash out "Hey, easy there...were here and stop messing with my jeep!" he says as he looks a little scowled at Desh. As the others exit, they see as before, calm and quiet, though as Fenris mentions they also start to catch the scent in the air...it seems someone nearby is having a raunchous party right now! |
| + | <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>As Pteryx lays down, something shiney starts to glint from the corner of his eye, shining with almost a becoming shine.</div> <div title="Pteryx" style="margin-top:2em">(Pteryx) Pteryx hears them metal beast dent and that triggers a literal fight or flight response. Mothly wings spread on the tourist's back and launches him a few feet away frum them metal beast 'fore he even knew what was goin on. As he tries ta stand back up his eyes catch a glint o' somethin shiney. Whatever them shiny thin was he ain't sure, but he sure ain't findin out all by himself! Lookin back to whatever them others were up ta, the hyena's muzzle would twitch as he'd smell sumthin more than just them folk in the jeep.</div> | ||
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(Willy) responding to the inquiry, you are pointed to an office on the second floor of the building where Shilo's office is. Opening the door, you find a Pangolin sitting at a desk, seeminglt calmly awaiting applicants for the mission.
(Pteryx) Pteryx looks 'round them office, eyup, that's an office. Seein them pangolin, Pteryx would wave ta em and thing... though them notice sounded more like it was fer them adventurer types, maybe a feller like him could serve as backup... in case one of them folks gets a tad too adventerous and hurts themselves bad enough! "Pteryx's the name, adventure... ain't ma game, but if one of them curious fellers get too big fer their britches I gotta have somethin in here..." Draggin out a massive first aid kit he'd start rambling and droning, easy to tune out really.
(Waconet) Waconet , wearing what appears to be a backpack made of duct tape, slithers into the office that he was directed into and looks around, finding a Hyena pulling out a sizable first aid kit as well as Pangolin, "Howdy, the name's Waconet, who might be the Shilo that's looking for some salvagers?"
(Deshwitat) The heavy clomp of boots is heard leading up to the office. A overly gravid form with a wiggling mass is shadowed in the doorway before the figure squeezes hir mass of boobs and belly through the entrance. Deshwitat give a quick once over of the room noting the other beings that answered the request. Shi attempts a curtsy to the Pangolin, sent ight you be Shilo? I'm here to answer the request you put out.sow
(Fenris) Fenris meanders into the office, wearing a stained tanktop, jeans, and an old bomber jacket, a grungy ball cap on his head. He smiles and tips his cap back to consider the others in the room. "Hey kids," he says, "Heard you had a job?"
(Willy) Willy The Pangolin gets up with a smile as people start to come in, chuckles a little to Pteryx. "I like your enthusiasm. While the job shouldn't be that dangerous, we had not scouted out the place, so you never know." he says, before greeting Waconet and smiling "Not soo much Salvagers as a survey team as I will explain in a second." As the others enters the Pangolin looks slightly surprised at first but then comes to ease. "Umm, yes, you have come to the right place" he says before stepping back to his desk. Taking out a file, he lays it out on the desk, showing a map and some small scouting reports. "So some agents reporting spotting a scrapyard off the highway outside of town, seemingly having largely untouched at some level in time. This has piqued interest from the company as it sounded like a good place to test the new Nanite Salvaging techniques that researchers are working on." he says, pointing to the scouting report. "However, they would prefer not to go there blindedly, so I am tasking you all to do a survey of the site, and let us know what is there, both material and functional and report it back to us."
(Pteryx) Pteryx beams at the perceived compliment. The Hawwaian shirted tourist lookin mutant won't have ta do too much if this is as safe a job as them pangolin makes it sound! But better safe than sorry. Lookin at them map, Pteryx would not see anything of note, not really one well versed in all them... scrap work? Scratchin the back of his head, he'd murmur, "New tech, neat." with blatantly feigned interest. Whatever them higher up egg heads were up ta, Pteryx sure ain't one to understant them shenanigans.
(Waconet) Waconet listens to Shilo as the mission is described. He notes that he should probably take notes about the site and starts digging for a notepad and pen for the survey. He asks, "Is Zephyr looking for anything in particular that we should keep an eye out for, perhaps something with a bonus attached or are we going in completely blind and should do our own scouting first before we head into the scrapyard itself?"
(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods to everyone's comments, sensation I guess the jobs pretty straight forward. I too would like to know if we are looking for something specific? The people that can fly would be a great help then. I guess that would be me and Waconet here. What are everyone's best skills? If people are are willing to tell me. Mine are I apparently have really sensitive eyes and ears. I'm pretty strong since I have to carry all this bulk. I do a lot of research on the tech and science of this era since I'm trying to solve my size problem.square as shi emphasize this by patting hir boobs and belly.
(Fenris) Fenris considers the map and flips through the scouting reports. "Not much info here," he says, "I can see why you would want a scouting team." He lets the reports and maps lie and looks up at the Pangolin. "I assume you are providing transport?" he asks.
(Willy) Willy The Pangolin looks to Waconet "Condition of the materials in the Yard mostly." Shilo says "Though the functionality of whats left on the site, which if you are able to restore if damaged, could come with a bonus as they would make it easier to work the site in later projects." he says before refrencing the scouting report. "From what we can gather, there aren't any more than usual ferals in the area around it, which I would gather shouldn't be an issue for you all, and yes Transportation too and from the site is being provided." he says with a smile before continuing. "On site is unknown though...though if there is someone one it, best to try to remove them if possible to avoid issues with research." he says. "Any other questions?"
(Pteryx) Pteryx flaps his wings just a bit on them human's? mention of fliers. "Ain't lookin ta be shot down like a fly ta an archerfish though so ya battlefolks are better fer all them stuff! Ma skills sure ain't fight related, but if ya get ta a scrap I could patch ya up steady enough ta survive a trip ta a hospital!" Words get talked 'round between them folks with more know how on these kinds o' things and Pteryx wouldn't have much ta add. A bead of sweat would drop on this head at the mention of ferals so he'd probably be better off stickin close ta one of em bigger and stronger fellers... preferably them bigger fellers between him and sumthin dangerous.
(Deshwitat) Deshwitat nods again, service eah this seem like something I would be good at especially if we want to find out if anyone is living in this scrap yard. Since I have Biodetection and and the rest of the bio stuff. I'm not much of a fighter as well. Well I don't have any other questions unless the rest of you do.square as shi looks and gestures to the rest the party.
(Fenris) Fenris frowns a little, the expression rather uncomfortable on his usually smiling face. "You know my stance on evicting residents," he says, "They have the right to stay where they are." He growls a little at some memory, then shakes his head. "Well," he says, relaxing and letting the little smile return to his round face, "Let's get a move on!"
(Waconet) While Waconet was certainly capable of flying, he did have some concerns. "Flying is great for getting from one place to another, but as a more combat oriented agent, I can attest that flying is not great for more indepth surveys. Also, there isn't much cover if someone on the ground decides if that they don't like birds and have a shotgun."
(Willy) the Pangolin sighs before looking to Fenris. "The objection is noted, but the preferrence is not to have interfrence for both their and researchers safety, so removal is requested." he says, before picking up a token from the desk and passing a token. "Take this to the Jeep out front waiting, he will take you to the site." he says before dismissing everyone. Heading down, you all meet the driver and pack up and get on the road to get your way over. The trip to the site is larely uneventful, outside of the drivers quick thinking to avoid an idiot creature of two aimlessly crossing the road before you head on to the highway and start to see the site in the distance.
(Willy) In the distance you see what looks to be piles of glittering stuff, seemingly piled in strange grey mass, hard to tell more so from the distance though as you continue on they way.
(Pteryx) Dragged about inta sum... vehicle, Pteryx just tries ta zone out frum the whole experience. He'd rather have flown over havin ta be in one of these metal beasts! Feelin sick just about everywhere bein in this thing, a glitter of sumthin outside takes Pteryx out of their attempted disassociation. Finally, they were close! "The quicker we get outta this metal beast the better..." He'd grumble aloud.
(Waconet) Waconet checked over his gear while riding in the jeep, he was checking over his grenades when the driver decided swerving was the best course of action causing the feathers on his head to stand on end until they reached their destination. At the destination looking over the glittering in the destination, he pulls out his rifle and takes a look through the scope to give the place a quick once over."
(Deshwitat) Deshwitat on the ride over answering Waconet's concern, server ell here's the thing if they are shooting at me. It gives away their position and I'm pretty tough. Learned some nanite skills just so I can take those hits and keep on ticking.square after working out the strategy for this scouting mission. Deshwitat leans back into hir mass of tentacles as they undulate and shift. Acting as a better shock absorber then the suspension of the Jeep. One of tentacles flops over hir eyes. sen ey people wake me when we get there.sow A
(Fenris) Fenris is unusually introspective on the trip, apparently lost on thought, or maybe memory. He hums a little to himself as he lets the wind blow through his fur, his nose hanging out the window. The burly tanuki hardly seems to care about the swerving, just humming his old walking song. He does not seem to mind the close quarters, but he does take up quite a bit of space... At least he is soft, warm, and smells a bit like peaches and ginger.
(Willy) Willy Arriving at the site, the Jeep pulls up to the entrance of the Scrapyard, and lets people out. Once departed, you all find yourself looking at a dilaptated fenced off site, with piles off metal and debris towering over you, much of it seeming to be weathered with time. The site itself for the moment though seems fairly quiet, as such would be for what is believed to be untouched.
(Pteryx) Once Pteryx feels them jeep stop, he'd claw on the door like a cat denied entry 'fore yellin alound, "Freedom!" as he escaped the confines of the metal beast! Havin dropped himself onta the dirt, Pteryx would just lie there for a bit, relishing in the stable ground, unlike them metal beasts constant bouncin and turnin and swervin. A tad too preoccupied ta be doin any lookin 'round, but he ain't here fer that part!
(Waconet) Waconet hadn't seen much through his scope, but he could fly over the site despite his own earlier protests of such. He internally decides to wait for the others own scouting to see if a fly over is needed.
(Deshwitat) As the jeep comes to a stop. The shouting from Pteryx startles Deshwiat awake, server HAT'S GOING ONsquare as tentacles whip around surrounding hir in a cocoon. Some of the tentacles lash out defensively denting the metal frame around hir and maybe hitting other people near by.
(Fenris) Fenris climbs out of the jeep and looks around, narrowly being brained by a lashing tentacle, though he does not seem to notice. He reaches into the pocket of his bomber jacket and pulls out... a spear? It looks like a scene out of Mary Poppins as the tanuki carefully produces a six foot long polearm from his pocket. He gives it a spin and shrugs at any looks from his fellow scouts. "It's bigger on the inside," he offers, then slings the long bladed spear over a shoulder before sauntering off into the scrapyard. The burly tanuki whistles to himself as he passes the gates and looks around at the piles of scrap. "Prime real estate," he says thoughtfully, then sniffs at the air. "Whew! And definitely occupied."
(Willy) The driver ducks as the tentacles lash out "Hey, easy there...were here and stop messing with my jeep!" he says as he looks a little scowled at Desh. As the others exit, they see as before, calm and quiet, though as Fenris mentions they also start to catch the scent in the air...it seems someone nearby is having a raunchous party right now!
As Pteryx lays down, something shiney starts to glint from the corner of his eye, shining with almost a becoming shine.
(Pteryx) Pteryx hears them metal beast dent and that triggers a literal fight or flight response. Mothly wings spread on the tourist's back and launches him a few feet away frum them metal beast 'fore he even knew what was goin on. As he tries ta stand back up his eyes catch a glint o' somethin shiney. Whatever them shiny thin was he ain't sure, but he sure ain't findin out all by himself! Lookin back to whatever them others were up ta, the hyena's muzzle would twitch as he'd smell sumthin more than just them folk in the jeep.
