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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>Rooftop of Z tower, and Mike is waiting, ready to go, "It might be dangerous out there everyone, make sure you are ready before you board this chopper, I'll be dropping you all off, then heading to Crator Lake, nearest green zone to the drop point." He explains to everyone as he awaits for all to board. Inside, the chopper is unusually loaded up, bullets, medkits, emergancy rations, just about everything that could be needed. Z knew better then to go into this unprepared.<br> <br>"Not really something that you can easily get ready for." The loader snaps shut on Angus' revolver before he reholsters it and looks to Mike with a frown. Oregon, the last place he ever wanted to visit a second time.... "So, mind explaining the situation a little bit more. Or should we wait until we touch ground?" He quirks an eyebrow, looking over Mike before he just shrugs and steps up into the chopper.<br> <br>Fenris shakes his head. He may be in over his head. "Might as well hop to it," he mutters as he swings into the helicopter.<br> <br>"Actually surprisingly ready, been a long while since I've been back.", shaking her head as she makes a gesture for her wisp to disappear for the time being before slinging an odd looking rifle over her shoulder. Looking at the other two, then to Mike the kitsune smirked, "This should be fun."<br> <br>Fenris roars, " I've never been to Oregon. Is it as bad as they say?"<br> <br>With the copper loaded up, Mike takes off, looking over his shoulder as he goes, "Not much information, it seems something strange with one of the packminds over here, something that doesn't quite add up and make sense. Anyway, some RSX agents are being held in this old courthouse that was rebuilt into a fort of some kind. The contract that the higher ups made with them have us going in, figuring out what went wrong, and then getting their agents out. Think you three can handle that?" he asks.<br> <br>Angus sighs as he turns to Fenris. "Bad, worse, can't find a decent cup of coffee anywere in the damn place. Not to mention the packminds are annoying as hell." Walking over to the side of the Helicopter he looks out at the ground as it passes by. "Something that doesn't add up? What are you talking about?" That caught his attention, his eyes narrowing as they get closer to Oregon and the wolfmind starts to get a little restless. Clawing at his thoughts ever so slightly...<br> <br>Fenris leans back in his seat. "I hope coffee is the biggest problem we have to deal with."<br> <br>Kattie takes a seat in the chopper as she nods towards Mike again, "Ohh, I think we'll be fine. Spent a lot of time around there before P-day and let's just say, I've got a present should the packmind get a bit...weirder than normal.". Smirking, she listened to the coyote and tiger, then nodded in a bit of agreement. "Indeed, rather curious what isn't adding up...especially if it involves RSX, though suppose we may just discover as well."<br> <br>Getting close to the drop zone, Mike lowers the chopper down, "Not sure, something about the packmind things in the area not wanting to rip you in half and just take you away, about them not even when attacked." He says as the chopper makes its touchdown. It is raining, a lot and hard, but in the distance, to the north, an old building can be seen still standing, and off to the left, what looks like a ransacked chopper, "Aww, shit, RSX is going to have a hell of a time recovering that." Says Mike. So far, everything is quite except for the sound of the chopper blades and the pitter patter of the rain, "This is your stop, take this." Mike says tossing a hand held radio toward Kattie, "Give me a call when you are ready for pick up." he says.<br> <br>Angus hops off the Chopper, and then his head snaps back to Mike. "Wait what? They aren't attacking.....shit." His muzzle clamps shut as he grinds his teeth, if they weren't attacking that meant one of two things. Either it had a sneaky plan in store for them...or something else is a miss here. Standing in the rain for a few minutes he sighs, his fur becoming plastered to his skin as he starts walking towards the old building as he mutters. "Alright, lets see what shit we can get into."<br> <br>Fenris jumps from the chopper and hurries after Angus. The cold may not be a threat, but no one wants to be in close quarters with a wet tiger.<br> <br>"Huh...that's...not a good thing. Ohh well, let's just hope that makes the trip calmer.". Catching the radio, Kattie nodded to Mike before leaving the chopper, the mass of her tails losing their sway as she groaned, "Ohh, figures...raining.'. Following after the coyote with a small pause at the chopper, "Hmm, wonder if there was anyone I knew in there.", shrugging softly with a frown she resumed toward the building.<br> <br>Outside of the bubble, hunger and thirst hit thoughs used to the sustaining effects of the nanites, but as everyone comes closer to the building, an alarm sounds, lights powering on and pointed toward Angus, Fenris, and Kattie! Loud blaring sounds, and Mike takes off for the green zone. People... humans, start to pour out from the building.<br> <br>Angus covers his eyes as the lights power on, the water running down his fur starting to freeze into ice chips as he sighs. "Hello there, guess you're the ones that we were sent to support?" He asks, grinding his teeth even more. He had to come to Oregon, the one place where he couldn't just shut the Wolfmind up. It continued to claw at his mind, trying to break through the barrier he had constructed to keep it trapped as he does his best to keep his hands away from his guns while the humans were still agitated.<br> <br>Fenris flicks his eyes around the field, instictively looking for the best ground should a fight break out. "It's times like this I regret not carrying a gun," he mutters to his companions. The tiger does his best to look friendly and keeps his hands in sight. No one needs to realize that those are the only weapons he uses anyway.<br> <br>Kattie had almost forgotten what was like to be hungry and thirsty, though is far less concerned about that as the alarm begins blaring, "Ohh, yeah...they haven't changed...always hated those alarms.", twitching her ears for a moment watches the humans begin to pour out. Snagging her thumb around the chain of her ID, she held it up slowly, "You called us, so how about not pointing those things at us."<br> <br>As the humans come out, they raise rifles at the three agents, firing, though for now it seems they aim primarilly at the Coyote! These likely are not the people who called for aid. In fact, didn't the report say something about the RSX agents being held inside of a courthouse? A few more come out, weapons raised and ready to fire, a few holding things more powerful then simple rifles! The shots at Angus miss, barely, wizzing by as the coyote dodges.<br> <br>Angus still had his hand over his eyes when a bullet zips past his head, his eyes widening in surprise as he throws himself to the side as they open fire on him. "What the hell!?" He shouts as he hits the ground and rolls, his revolver drawn in his left hand as he gets back to his feet while kneeling. His right hand placed on the soaked ground, glaring as he waits for the right moment.<br> <br>Fenris flings himself forward and into a serpentine pattern, leaping for the top of the gate. If he can get out of the light and close the distance before they get the chain guns firing, the operatives might be able to avoid much bloodshed here.<br> <br>Kattie groans at the gunfire, shaking her head slowly as she turns. "Ohh joy...get ready to run, I've got an idea.", making several gestures she hoped the lack of the bubble didn't effect her powers that much, as she attempted to bring down a mirage upon the field, hoping to at least confuse them into firing at illusion based versions of the group heading opposite of them.

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Revision as of 03:38, 4 October 2013

Participants

• Alastor
• Angus
• Fenris
• Kattie
• Miranai

Date

3/10/2013

Log

Rooftop of Z tower, and Mike is waiting, ready to go, "It might be dangerous out there everyone, make sure you are ready before you board this chopper, I'll be dropping you all off, then heading to Crator Lake, nearest green zone to the drop point." He explains to everyone as he awaits for all to board. Inside, the chopper is unusually loaded up, bullets, medkits, emergancy rations, just about everything that could be needed. Z knew better then to go into this unprepared.

"Not really something that you can easily get ready for." The loader snaps shut on Angus' revolver before he reholsters it and looks to Mike with a frown. Oregon, the last place he ever wanted to visit a second time.... "So, mind explaining the situation a little bit more. Or should we wait until we touch ground?" He quirks an eyebrow, looking over Mike before he just shrugs and steps up into the chopper.

Fenris shakes his head. He may be in over his head. "Might as well hop to it," he mutters as he swings into the helicopter.

"Actually surprisingly ready, been a long while since I've been back.", shaking her head as she makes a gesture for her wisp to disappear for the time being before slinging an odd looking rifle over her shoulder. Looking at the other two, then to Mike the kitsune smirked, "This should be fun."

Fenris roars, " I've never been to Oregon. Is it as bad as they say?"

With the copper loaded up, Mike takes off, looking over his shoulder as he goes, "Not much information, it seems something strange with one of the packminds over here, something that doesn't quite add up and make sense. Anyway, some RSX agents are being held in this old courthouse that was rebuilt into a fort of some kind. The contract that the higher ups made with them have us going in, figuring out what went wrong, and then getting their agents out. Think you three can handle that?" he asks.

Angus sighs as he turns to Fenris. "Bad, worse, can't find a decent cup of coffee anywere in the damn place. Not to mention the packminds are annoying as hell." Walking over to the side of the Helicopter he looks out at the ground as it passes by. "Something that doesn't add up? What are you talking about?" That caught his attention, his eyes narrowing as they get closer to Oregon and the wolfmind starts to get a little restless. Clawing at his thoughts ever so slightly...

Fenris leans back in his seat. "I hope coffee is the biggest problem we have to deal with."

Kattie takes a seat in the chopper as she nods towards Mike again, "Ohh, I think we'll be fine. Spent a lot of time around there before P-day and let's just say, I've got a present should the packmind get a bit...weirder than normal.". Smirking, she listened to the coyote and tiger, then nodded in a bit of agreement. "Indeed, rather curious what isn't adding up...especially if it involves RSX, though suppose we may just discover as well."

Getting close to the drop zone, Mike lowers the chopper down, "Not sure, something about the packmind things in the area not wanting to rip you in half and just take you away, about them not even when attacked." He says as the chopper makes its touchdown. It is raining, a lot and hard, but in the distance, to the north, an old building can be seen still standing, and off to the left, what looks like a ransacked chopper, "Aww, shit, RSX is going to have a hell of a time recovering that." Says Mike. So far, everything is quite except for the sound of the chopper blades and the pitter patter of the rain, "This is your stop, take this." Mike says tossing a hand held radio toward Kattie, "Give me a call when you are ready for pick up." he says.

Angus hops off the Chopper, and then his head snaps back to Mike. "Wait what? They aren't attacking.....shit." His muzzle clamps shut as he grinds his teeth, if they weren't attacking that meant one of two things. Either it had a sneaky plan in store for them...or something else is a miss here. Standing in the rain for a few minutes he sighs, his fur becoming plastered to his skin as he starts walking towards the old building as he mutters. "Alright, lets see what shit we can get into."

Fenris jumps from the chopper and hurries after Angus. The cold may not be a threat, but no one wants to be in close quarters with a wet tiger.

"Huh...that's...not a good thing. Ohh well, let's just hope that makes the trip calmer.". Catching the radio, Kattie nodded to Mike before leaving the chopper, the mass of her tails losing their sway as she groaned, "Ohh, figures...raining.'. Following after the coyote with a small pause at the chopper, "Hmm, wonder if there was anyone I knew in there.", shrugging softly with a frown she resumed toward the building.

Outside of the bubble, hunger and thirst hit thoughs used to the sustaining effects of the nanites, but as everyone comes closer to the building, an alarm sounds, lights powering on and pointed toward Angus, Fenris, and Kattie! Loud blaring sounds, and Mike takes off for the green zone. People... humans, start to pour out from the building.

Angus covers his eyes as the lights power on, the water running down his fur starting to freeze into ice chips as he sighs. "Hello there, guess you're the ones that we were sent to support?" He asks, grinding his teeth even more. He had to come to Oregon, the one place where he couldn't just shut the Wolfmind up. It continued to claw at his mind, trying to break through the barrier he had constructed to keep it trapped as he does his best to keep his hands away from his guns while the humans were still agitated.

Fenris flicks his eyes around the field, instictively looking for the best ground should a fight break out. "It's times like this I regret not carrying a gun," he mutters to his companions. The tiger does his best to look friendly and keeps his hands in sight. No one needs to realize that those are the only weapons he uses anyway.

Kattie had almost forgotten what was like to be hungry and thirsty, though is far less concerned about that as the alarm begins blaring, "Ohh, yeah...they haven't changed...always hated those alarms.", twitching her ears for a moment watches the humans begin to pour out. Snagging her thumb around the chain of her ID, she held it up slowly, "You called us, so how about not pointing those things at us."

As the humans come out, they raise rifles at the three agents, firing, though for now it seems they aim primarilly at the Coyote! These likely are not the people who called for aid. In fact, didn't the report say something about the RSX agents being held inside of a courthouse? A few more come out, weapons raised and ready to fire, a few holding things more powerful then simple rifles! The shots at Angus miss, barely, wizzing by as the coyote dodges.

Angus still had his hand over his eyes when a bullet zips past his head, his eyes widening in surprise as he throws himself to the side as they open fire on him. "What the hell!?" He shouts as he hits the ground and rolls, his revolver drawn in his left hand as he gets back to his feet while kneeling. His right hand placed on the soaked ground, glaring as he waits for the right moment.

Fenris flings himself forward and into a serpentine pattern, leaping for the top of the gate. If he can get out of the light and close the distance before they get the chain guns firing, the operatives might be able to avoid much bloodshed here.

Kattie groans at the gunfire, shaking her head slowly as she turns. "Ohh joy...get ready to run, I've got an idea.", making several gestures she hoped the lack of the bubble didn't effect her powers that much, as she attempted to bring down a mirage upon the field, hoping to at least confuse them into firing at illusion based versions of the group heading opposite of them.