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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>Something very unusual this afternoon, an Ashen Breeder walked right into the main lobby. Most seems to be very cautious of the creature as it stands there, idly rubbing on one of its breasts as it looks around. It makes some churping noises as its pink eyes roam about the room. The light rain outside has made the poor creature quite wet, and it shivers from time to time as it continues to gaze at the people about.<br> <br>When the creature stepped through the doors, Max was seated at a table, mulling something over with slow sips from a glass of soft drink. The rather tame choice of beverage rather spoiled the image, really, of the male 'drinking his sorrows away', as it were. But as the Ashen wanders through the doors, he can't help but watch... Each momentary shiver crossing its body making him grow more concerned. It... Seemed docile enough. And the guards had let it through, so it surely wasn't any danger... And reaching into his pack, the raccoon pulls out a dry towel, rising from his seat and stepping over toward the poor thing... Seemingly intent on helping it dry off, at least, and become a little further shielded from the cold.<br> <br>Outside, the rain seemed to pick up for a couple of moments. A gust of wind opens the front doors wide as wind seems to be blowing directily into the room, but yet not blowing anything over. The doors close and the wind start to pull together. The silloette of a person seems to be incased in the condensing wind. The figure puts their feet on the ground. "Hi Max. Like my new form?" the figure says. Its vocie seems familiar yet different. Finally noticing the ashen, the winds decrease around the being, making it easier to see who it is. Taking a few careful steps, Alta slowly kneels and extends a hand with some food in it. "its ok. we won't hurt you." shi says to the ashen, obviously trying to comfort it.<br> <br>Spade comes into the lobby, having just spoke to someone about how she might best eliminate promethean propaganda, when she stumbles across a strange sight. She eyes the breeder, her body tensing up as she prepares to flail on it. She chitters "Umm... so..." as she loosens up a bit, watching Max pull out a towel to help them out. Perhaps they're just one of those tamed ferals. She watches it carefully just in case, bracing herself slightly at the sight of wind. She doesn't seem sure how to act to a ashen breeder barging into the zephyr lobby.<br> <br>In the Corner of the room looking at a map is a fluffy three headed dog, "I don't think we should be picking fight with the Survivalist just for their gear." The left head says, "But maybe we could just ask or offer to do a little work." The Right head says, "Hmmmmm I used to be a survivalist think they would let be me back in if I looked mildly human? I really want those sexy sexy weapons." All there hears turn the the ashen and she pads over to the creature as her heads shift into a single wolf head as she sniff her from a distance.<br> <br>Sithra was standing in the corner of the lobby and drinking tea, when Ashen Breeder comes in. He spits up a little of tea as he sees the creature. His body tenses up, and his hand starts searching for a weapon, but sadly he leaved his beloved RPD at home today. But then he sees a raccoon pulls out a towel and comes closer to the Ashen. "Seems like it's another charmed feral, just like my Illya." he mumbles as his body loses it's tense a little.  <br> <br>From the downstairs passage rises the regular silver and semi-formally dressed silver lion. Finally reaching the peak of the steps, the relatively tall feline tucks at his seemingly recently cleaned suit and pants and starts to straighten them out with loving care. Satisfied with his appearance, Dio scans the lobby with a newly grown grin and a slight wag of his tail. Spotting a particularly crowded yet wet looking ashen, Dio simply had to come over and help. He strides his way over towards the growing crowd and smiles. "Awful day, isn't it? As a gentleman, your condition is something I simply can't ignore," the lion says with a bow. "Things should seem a little warmer in a few moments." With the use of thermal nanomagic, Dio concentrates and attempts to warm the area around him to help warm those affected by the rain.<br> <br>The Ashen looks to Max as he brings a towel over to it, and as Max pats on it, it murrs and moans slightly, however it seems very of put by the sudden storm coming inside the room. It looks over to the creature which braught it in and chirps angerly for a while. It didn't come up to fight with a storm.... So it slinks against Maxwell, rubbing itself upon the raccoon, a bit more.. affectionate then he might like. It seems to ignore Spade and Kilsa's actions, listening with its drooped ears though as Spade stutters at it. When Dio walks up to, and starts to warm the room, it trills in a seemingly happy mannor, but continues to rub and nussle on Max.<br> <br>Maxwell doesn't quite expect the storm to roll into the building itself, his body jolting a bit was the wind swirls around in a seemingly confined space, and he doesn't seem too pertrubed as the creature comes in closer toward him, rationalizing it as a rather understandable response to the very essence of the storm raging about outside coming into the building. However, as it rubs and nuzzles at him he can't help but flush a bit... Nonetherless continuing the task he had set out to do. Dry the poor thing off. As others come in still, he nods to each in turn, before returning to patting and rubbing on the creature with the towel, trying to cleanse it of the rain that coated its body, and... Trying not to be too invasive about it.<br> <br>Upon seeing the Ashen Breeder move away from hir, Alta almost seems shocked. Then shi remembers hir current form and smiles. The winds around hir die down as much as pssoible as a purple fog surrounds hir. When the fog clears, the image of a purple-tinted human is standing where the wind was. Shiu smiles and waves to everybody in the room. "Hello Max and Spade." Shi loks to the others in the room and gives a simple greeting. "Sorry if I frightened you guys. My name is Alta." The second part is said mostly to the ones shi doesn't know. Hir voice has not changed since shi last spoke, and if one were to get close enough to hir they would still feel hir winds. But for now, hir apperance looks human, abit a purple one. Shi loks back to the Ashen, and gently rolls an apple towards it. "I think it likes you Max." Alta jests at the coon.<br> <br>Spade shakes her head the the unneeded and offputting display, but waves to Alta. "Hello there... so... are you going to find out what it wants?" she chitters, gettinig directly to theh point. She watches the being get chummy with Maxwell, recoil from the others and just listen to her, and decides to move slightly closer. "So why is it here? What has made the sewers so much more uninviting that it would venture up here?" she ponders aloud, her plated hide clicking as she moves across the floor towards the strange ashen. <br> <br>Kilsa steps back finally deciding to give the creature a little space as she retreat to her corner and began to shift her body again. She kept an ear out to the group but back in her hand is the map from eariler as she speak to the group. She smiles at spade comment, "Shi isn't attacking us, She doesn't seem to be violent so just let her walk around keep an eye on here. Lets be honest any one of us in this room could shatter her spine so why not see if letting her relax improves overall relations with the Ashen. I'm doing my part.." The now Ashen matriach Kilsa chuckles.

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Revision as of 21:59, 26 March 2013

Participants

• Alta
• Danielle
• Dio
• Kilsa
• Maxwell
• Miranai
• Nyo
• Sithra
• Spade

Date

26/3/2013

Log

Something very unusual this afternoon, an Ashen Breeder walked right into the main lobby. Most seems to be very cautious of the creature as it stands there, idly rubbing on one of its breasts as it looks around. It makes some churping noises as its pink eyes roam about the room. The light rain outside has made the poor creature quite wet, and it shivers from time to time as it continues to gaze at the people about.

When the creature stepped through the doors, Max was seated at a table, mulling something over with slow sips from a glass of soft drink. The rather tame choice of beverage rather spoiled the image, really, of the male 'drinking his sorrows away', as it were. But as the Ashen wanders through the doors, he can't help but watch... Each momentary shiver crossing its body making him grow more concerned. It... Seemed docile enough. And the guards had let it through, so it surely wasn't any danger... And reaching into his pack, the raccoon pulls out a dry towel, rising from his seat and stepping over toward the poor thing... Seemingly intent on helping it dry off, at least, and become a little further shielded from the cold.

Outside, the rain seemed to pick up for a couple of moments. A gust of wind opens the front doors wide as wind seems to be blowing directily into the room, but yet not blowing anything over. The doors close and the wind start to pull together. The silloette of a person seems to be incased in the condensing wind. The figure puts their feet on the ground. "Hi Max. Like my new form?" the figure says. Its vocie seems familiar yet different. Finally noticing the ashen, the winds decrease around the being, making it easier to see who it is. Taking a few careful steps, Alta slowly kneels and extends a hand with some food in it. "its ok. we won't hurt you." shi says to the ashen, obviously trying to comfort it.

Spade comes into the lobby, having just spoke to someone about how she might best eliminate promethean propaganda, when she stumbles across a strange sight. She eyes the breeder, her body tensing up as she prepares to flail on it. She chitters "Umm... so..." as she loosens up a bit, watching Max pull out a towel to help them out. Perhaps they're just one of those tamed ferals. She watches it carefully just in case, bracing herself slightly at the sight of wind. She doesn't seem sure how to act to a ashen breeder barging into the zephyr lobby.

In the Corner of the room looking at a map is a fluffy three headed dog, "I don't think we should be picking fight with the Survivalist just for their gear." The left head says, "But maybe we could just ask or offer to do a little work." The Right head says, "Hmmmmm I used to be a survivalist think they would let be me back in if I looked mildly human? I really want those sexy sexy weapons." All there hears turn the the ashen and she pads over to the creature as her heads shift into a single wolf head as she sniff her from a distance.

Sithra was standing in the corner of the lobby and drinking tea, when Ashen Breeder comes in. He spits up a little of tea as he sees the creature. His body tenses up, and his hand starts searching for a weapon, but sadly he leaved his beloved RPD at home today. But then he sees a raccoon pulls out a towel and comes closer to the Ashen. "Seems like it's another charmed feral, just like my Illya." he mumbles as his body loses it's tense a little.

From the downstairs passage rises the regular silver and semi-formally dressed silver lion. Finally reaching the peak of the steps, the relatively tall feline tucks at his seemingly recently cleaned suit and pants and starts to straighten them out with loving care. Satisfied with his appearance, Dio scans the lobby with a newly grown grin and a slight wag of his tail. Spotting a particularly crowded yet wet looking ashen, Dio simply had to come over and help. He strides his way over towards the growing crowd and smiles. "Awful day, isn't it? As a gentleman, your condition is something I simply can't ignore," the lion says with a bow. "Things should seem a little warmer in a few moments." With the use of thermal nanomagic, Dio concentrates and attempts to warm the area around him to help warm those affected by the rain.

The Ashen looks to Max as he brings a towel over to it, and as Max pats on it, it murrs and moans slightly, however it seems very of put by the sudden storm coming inside the room. It looks over to the creature which braught it in and chirps angerly for a while. It didn't come up to fight with a storm.... So it slinks against Maxwell, rubbing itself upon the raccoon, a bit more.. affectionate then he might like. It seems to ignore Spade and Kilsa's actions, listening with its drooped ears though as Spade stutters at it. When Dio walks up to, and starts to warm the room, it trills in a seemingly happy mannor, but continues to rub and nussle on Max.

Maxwell doesn't quite expect the storm to roll into the building itself, his body jolting a bit was the wind swirls around in a seemingly confined space, and he doesn't seem too pertrubed as the creature comes in closer toward him, rationalizing it as a rather understandable response to the very essence of the storm raging about outside coming into the building. However, as it rubs and nuzzles at him he can't help but flush a bit... Nonetherless continuing the task he had set out to do. Dry the poor thing off. As others come in still, he nods to each in turn, before returning to patting and rubbing on the creature with the towel, trying to cleanse it of the rain that coated its body, and... Trying not to be too invasive about it.

Upon seeing the Ashen Breeder move away from hir, Alta almost seems shocked. Then shi remembers hir current form and smiles. The winds around hir die down as much as pssoible as a purple fog surrounds hir. When the fog clears, the image of a purple-tinted human is standing where the wind was. Shiu smiles and waves to everybody in the room. "Hello Max and Spade." Shi loks to the others in the room and gives a simple greeting. "Sorry if I frightened you guys. My name is Alta." The second part is said mostly to the ones shi doesn't know. Hir voice has not changed since shi last spoke, and if one were to get close enough to hir they would still feel hir winds. But for now, hir apperance looks human, abit a purple one. Shi loks back to the Ashen, and gently rolls an apple towards it. "I think it likes you Max." Alta jests at the coon.

Spade shakes her head the the unneeded and offputting display, but waves to Alta. "Hello there... so... are you going to find out what it wants?" she chitters, gettinig directly to theh point. She watches the being get chummy with Maxwell, recoil from the others and just listen to her, and decides to move slightly closer. "So why is it here? What has made the sewers so much more uninviting that it would venture up here?" she ponders aloud, her plated hide clicking as she moves across the floor towards the strange ashen.

Kilsa steps back finally deciding to give the creature a little space as she retreat to her corner and began to shift her body again. She kept an ear out to the group but back in her hand is the map from eariler as she speak to the group. She smiles at spade comment, "Shi isn't attacking us, She doesn't seem to be violent so just let her walk around keep an eye on here. Lets be honest any one of us in this room could shatter her spine so why not see if letting her relax improves overall relations with the Ashen. I'm doing my part.." The now Ashen matriach Kilsa chuckles.