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−	<div></div><br> <br>Fairly cool weather and lightly rainy. This is central Oregon for you in the month of April! All about mill foxes, walking on all fours and looking very mindless. Each of them look exactly like each other in every way as well! Creatures with empty eyes... except for two sitting next to the double doors of the court house. While they look physically just like every other fox out here, the difference is in their manorsiums and in their eyes. Where the others look blank, their eyes look full of intellegence and personality. One of them yawns, "Jessi, you think many will come out here?" he asks, voice sounding very much male, though the higher octives, to which the one being called Jessi responds, "I'm not sure Brad, we will see though."<br> <br>Dio wasn't sure if he should come after seeing what the packminds are capable of. But it's hard to ignore the large threat not too far away from California, which could end up spreading if left unchecked. To satisfy his curiosity, if anything, a suit wearing silver lion heads towards the courtroom, stopping short at the door. Considering the nanite grenades upon his belt and the large nanite cannon upon his back, it seems Dio still isn't quite trusty of packminds of any breed! "Good evening," the lion greets with a small bow, coming back up and staring in silence for a few moments, wondering just how much the foxmind might remember him from previous incidents. "I do hope I've arrived on time for the meeting? The chopper just now arrived."<br> <br>Liana follows a short distance behind the taller lion, keeping a cautious watch on the various pack-mind foxes. She'd never ran into the packmind in person before, only having worked with some lab samples, but she'd heard stories from those that had. She's dressed in her usual attire, a pair of knee-length cargo shorts, and a camo-vest covered in pockets. At her hip is a spray-dispensing weapon, and each arm holds a folded mantis-scythe, harmless in their current position. The eater-dragoness frowns as she heads to the base of the court steps, content to let Dio do all the talking for the time being.<br> <br>Maxwell, on the other hand, takes his time getting off the helicopter that had brought them here, his focus held to his laptop, fingers rushing along the keys. Eventually, a call comes for those still on to get off or be transferred back, and he's rising up with a grumble, folding up and soon tucking the device under his arm. It had been an excuse, really. The usual chopper routes in Fairhaven refused to take passengers out here, and so he had to take such a roudabout route just to pay his old friends a visit... Who even knew how they'd been going since the move? Unfortunately, there was this to be taken care of first... Sitting in at this meeting with the mysterious 'Foxmind', the condition of his transport. Well... Best get it over with, he reasons, slowly stepping toward the courthouse, eyes on a swivel as they try to take in this strange new place.<br> <br>Alina sneaks out of the chopper, hoping that no one have seen her, she follows the racoon quietly. she is the last one to arrive, the small fennec only have with her a small backpack, she is wearing a small pea coat and a small skirt, she follows the coonish. Curious about the packmind subject she makes her way to the courthouse. The fennec shivers as she notices the expression of one mindless fox, empty eyes and the lack of emotions, through a small space between the door as the racoon open it. She feel a bit afraid of steeping it, but her curiosity overwhelm her fear.<br> <br>The foxes, for the most part, ignore the group. They move around avoiding them entirely, the pair at the court house however look at those coming near and smile, looking oddly on their muzzles. Brad starts them off, "Welcome! Please, come inside, lets get out of the rain. There is a lot to talk about but-" he stops, the two looking at Dio before Jessi starts next, "The past is the past, but we trust you'll not be using any of that?" She asks, looking mostly at the grenades. It seems that they didn't have any concerns what so ever about the other weapons! The two look to each other before, "But, yes, please, there is a lot to talk about, however, we are sure that we can get it all in." Jessi finishes as they both walk into the court house proper. Even more foxes inside, as well as a pair of humans, working at desks. They seem very busy however, hardly noticing anyone coming in or out.<br> <br>Dio watches the fox's eyes fall upon the nanite grenades upon his belt. The tried and true weapon to at least buy one a little bit of time during a fight with the packmind. "Of course," he responds, arm crossing over his chest as he looks back for a few moments at the other group members. "I would rather not have to resort to violence. I have a lot of questions, but luckily that's just what we're here for." The lion politely dips his head and heads inside the courtroom behind the foxes and not taking a seat quite yet, perhaps too anxious to sit and possibly get mauled despite anyone's good intentions.<br> <br>Liana frowns a bit deeper as the foxes seem to ignore everything but the grenades, quietly following on the lion's heels into the building. Once inside she gives a little shake to let the water drop off her scales and clothing, before carefully walking about, looking for any potential ambush points, as well as getting a good look at the humans working within.<br> <br>Holding the door open, Max checks back to the outside, checking for any more stragglers. Seeing the fennec behind him, he keeps the doorway open, ushering her in... And after she's in, or after some time passing without her coming forward, he'll close the door behind him, a moment taken to observe the room around.<br> <br>Within the court house there are many tables and chairs to be used. The humans are much too busy working on paper work and working on their COMMs to much notice themselves being looked at, but they are just normal humans, probably members of RSX. Both Brad and Jessi take a seat next to one of the tables, "Please, any questions you have, ask." Says Brad. The pair look over everyone though, "And... please, you're safe here, nothing is going to try to harm you inside here. After our hunting grounds were freed up, we've been able to keep ourselves sustained." Says Jessi, noticing how nervously everyone seems to be moving.<br> <br>Alina step in the room and thanks to the racoon as he holds the door open, she notices a couple of foxes, full of life, their eyes completly collored those two seems to be very different from the others, but still, this place make her a bit afraid of what might happen here, but still, she feels like the place is invinting and comfy, except by the pack-mind foxes wandering around the place, she enters just in time to hear the foxes, that the name she don't know yet talk about how everything here is safe, and they don't intend to harm us.<br> <br>Tristian enters slowly and looks around, the skunk still fairly new to this area, and wasn't quite sure what all was going on; but had decided to come see what this was all about, incase she does decide to end up staying as its always best to know whats happening in a community	+	<div></div><br> <br>Fairly cool weather and lightly rainy. This is central Oregon for you in the month of April! All about mill foxes, walking on all fours and looking very mindless. Each of them look exactly like each other in every way as well! Creatures with empty eyes... except for two sitting next to the double doors of the court house. While they look physically just like every other fox out here, the difference is in their manorsiums and in their eyes. Where the others look blank, their eyes look full of intellegence and personality. One of them yawns, "Jessi, you think many will come out here?" he asks, voice sounding very much male, though the higher octives, to which the one being called Jessi responds, "I'm not sure Brad, we will see though."<br> <br>Dio wasn't sure if he should come after seeing what the packminds are capable of. But it's hard to ignore the large threat not too far away from California, which could end up spreading if left unchecked. To satisfy his curiosity, if anything, a suit wearing silver lion heads towards the courtroom, stopping short at the door. Considering the nanite grenades upon his belt and the large nanite cannon upon his back, it seems Dio still isn't quite trusty of packminds of any breed! "Good evening," the lion greets with a small bow, coming back up and staring in silence for a few moments, wondering just how much the foxmind might remember him from previous incidents. "I do hope I've arrived on time for the meeting? The chopper just now arrived."<br> <br>Liana follows a short distance behind the taller lion, keeping a cautious watch on the various pack-mind foxes. She'd never ran into the packmind in person before, only having worked with some lab samples, but she'd heard stories from those that had. She's dressed in her usual attire, a pair of knee-length cargo shorts, and a camo-vest covered in pockets. At her hip is a spray-dispensing weapon, and each arm holds a folded mantis-scythe, harmless in their current position. The eater-dragoness frowns as she heads to the base of the court steps, content to let Dio do all the talking for the time being.<br> <br>Maxwell, on the other hand, takes his time getting off the helicopter that had brought them here, his focus held to his laptop, fingers rushing along the keys. Eventually, a call comes for those still on to get off or be transferred back, and he's rising up with a grumble, folding up and soon tucking the device under his arm. It had been an excuse, really. The usual chopper routes in Fairhaven refused to take passengers out here, and so he had to take such a roudabout route just to pay his old friends a visit... Who even knew how they'd been going since the move? Unfortunately, there was this to be taken care of first... Sitting in at this meeting with the mysterious 'Foxmind', the condition of his transport. Well... Best get it over with, he reasons, slowly stepping toward the courthouse, eyes on a swivel as they try to take in this strange new place.<br> <br>Alina sneaks out of the chopper, hoping that no one have seen her, she follows the racoon quietly. she is the last one to arrive, the small fennec only have with her a small backpack, she is wearing a small pea coat and a small skirt, she follows the coonish. Curious about the packmind subject she makes her way to the courthouse. The fennec shivers as she notices the expression of one mindless fox, empty eyes and the lack of emotions, through a small space between the door as the racoon open it. She feel a bit afraid of steeping it, but her curiosity overwhelm her fear.<br> <br>The foxes, for the most part, ignore the group. They move around avoiding them entirely, the pair at the court house however look at those coming near and smile, looking oddly on their muzzles. Brad starts them off, "Welcome! Please, come inside, lets get out of the rain. There is a lot to talk about but-" he stops, the two looking at Dio before Jessi starts next, "The past is the past, but we trust you'll not be using any of that?" She asks, looking mostly at the grenades. It seems that they didn't have any concerns what so ever about the other weapons! The two look to each other before, "But, yes, please, there is a lot to talk about, however, we are sure that we can get it all in." Jessi finishes as they both walk into the court house proper. Even more foxes inside, as well as a pair of humans, working at desks. They seem very busy however, hardly noticing anyone coming in or out.<br> <br>Dio watches the fox's eyes fall upon the nanite grenades upon his belt. The tried and true weapon to at least buy one a little bit of time during a fight with the packmind. "Of course," he responds, arm crossing over his chest as he looks back for a few moments at the other group members. "I would rather not have to resort to violence. I have a lot of questions, but luckily that's just what we're here for." The lion politely dips his head and heads inside the courtroom behind the foxes and not taking a seat quite yet, perhaps too anxious to sit and possibly get mauled despite anyone's good intentions.<br> <br>Liana frowns a bit deeper as the foxes seem to ignore everything but the grenades, quietly following on the lion's heels into the building. Once inside she gives a little shake to let the water drop off her scales and clothing, before carefully walking about, looking for any potential ambush points, as well as getting a good look at the humans working within.<br> <br>Holding the door open, Max checks back to the outside, checking for any more stragglers. Seeing the fennec behind him, he keeps the doorway open, ushering her in... And after she's in, or after some time passing without her coming forward, he'll close the door behind him, a moment taken to observe the room around.<br> <br>Within the court house there are many tables and chairs to be used. The humans are much too busy working on paper work and working on their COMMs to much notice themselves being looked at, but they are just normal humans, probably members of RSX. Both Brad and Jessi take a seat next to one of the tables, "Please, any questions you have, ask." Says Brad. The pair look over everyone though, "And... please, you're safe here, nothing is going to try to harm you inside here. After our hunting grounds were freed up, we've been able to keep ourselves sustained." Says Jessi, noticing how nervously everyone seems to be moving.<br> <br>Alina step in the room and thanks to the racoon as he holds the door open, she notices a couple of foxes, full of life, their eyes completly collored those two seems to be very different from the others, but still, this place make her a bit afraid of what might happen here, but still, she feels like the place is invinting and comfy, except by the pack-mind foxes wandering around the place, she enters just in time to hear the foxes, that the name she don't know yet talk about how everything here is safe, and they don't intend to harm us.<br> <br>Tristian enters slowly and looks around, the skunk still fairly new to this area, and wasn't quite sure what all was going on; but had decided to come see what this was all about, incase she does decide to end up staying as its always best to know whats happening in a community<br> <br>It's an awful lot of work carrying such a large and heavy nanite cannon around. Perhaps wanting a chance to relax or have a weapon close at hand, Dio reaches back and unstraps his weapon. However, he doesn't aim it at anyone. With a heavy and attention grabbing clank, the weapon's base collides with the floor before the lion begins speaking.
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		+	"Excuse me for having weapons and such in a meeting like this. You'll have to understand what people think of the various packminds. The last time I saw the foxmind, they were attacking a group of human survivors here as far as I'm aware. Shortly after the attack was thwarted, I left shortly after and did not investigate. A few friends of mine suffered through packmind infection, even gooping. It seems it could be a fate worse than death should one not come on top. And if they do, there's always side-effects of some sort. In this regard, I do hope you understand my uneasiness.
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		+	The lion coughs and clears his throat, shortly taking a look at Tristian and going back to his speech. "I can only assume this meeting is to bolster support and dispel misconceptions. In this regard, I suppose my first question is this; Why should we trust you and what are your short and long term goals?"<br> <br>Liana relaxes considerably as she realizes the humans are indeed normal, and not some sort of pack-mind puppets. She straightens out her clothing, before moving back over to the rest of the main group, carefully sitting down as she listens to the lion speak, piping up after he's finished. "A related question, is what do you get out of being peaceful with us? It's a rather odd habit for the various packminds, it seems."<br> <br>Eventually, Maxwell manages to make his way to a seat, laptop soon opened and initialized. A momentary glance is taken about the others, and as the questions begin, he soon starts to type things down. Without any real experience or knowledge about the packminds, he can't really ask anything of his own, at least not at the moment. But if there's something he can do, its record the meeting, and try to take it in along the way.<br> <br>Alina follow the racoon in a decent distance, she looks around and take a seat close to Liana and Dio, she shyly asks to anyone that is up to asnwer the fennec "A packmind? What would be that... Sorry if I look stupid, I was curious to find out what, this is why I came here." she eyes everyone in the place and waits till someone answer her. Her eyes lock on the humans working in the place, they are really focused in their work, they haven't even noticed the group arrival.<br> <br>The addition of Tristain is very much welcome, and the questions being thrown around causes the two to look at each other a moment, "Well, I guess, our prior actions are about all we can offer as to why we should be trusted. After control of the packs were back to the proper elders of each, it was up to each of us to decide how we would act. Unfortunately... Wolf and Bear were already far too gone, and have given into that hunger for flesh and mental force, becoming little more then a whirlpool of destruction each. Coyote is wary of normal people... well, as normal as things go these days-" Brad starts, and Jessi continues, "we would never take someone into our pack that didn't want to come in. Those humans were kept safe until they were made to leave by RSX, thank goodness. As for goals... well.. we'd like to.... come back into society at large a bit if we can, and get help for the war that is going on. Right now, between us and Coyote, we are keeping Wolf and Bear in check, but that isn't going to continue forever." She says. "As for what we get... well... we aren't monsters, I remember my life before the infection started... and we've tried to pull ourselves back into our own personalities and memories as we could." They stop there for now, looking at each other and it seems a descution of some form was going on.<br> <br>Liana leans back a bit where she sits, her finned tail swishing lightly as she listens. She didn't seem particularly impressed with the whole pity story, the woman rather cold to those she doesn't know, though she preferred to think of it as practicality. "So, it's you and coyote, against wolf and bear? There are no other packminds? And do you have a rough time estimate before the balance of the fight shifts?"<br> <br>"I see. Coyote is a topic that interests me greatly, as I've heard small rumors of them but nothing concrete. If what you're telling me is correct, they could be a powerful and potential ally. We should make a large effort to secure them as our dear friends, as an organized two on two and us non-infected could tip the scales. If you can't even get a few to live here as a sign of peace, then I fear for the future. And what do you mean when you say come back into society? Do you wish to live with us in Fairhaven or Woodfield? Even if you have peaceful intentions, I'm sure you can imagine how uneasy people would be."
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		+	While the foxes and everyone else speak, Dio puts a hand to his belt. Eventually, his hands come across those nanite grenades, but the lion didn't seem to be summoning any malcontent. In fact, in an effort to demonstrate peace, he ejects the vials within the grenades and stuffs them in his pocket, leaving them essentially defused.
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		+	"As I understand, this may be the last line or so of defense should the more violent packminds decide to spread further south. We must have complete trust with each other, else we can't progress. This may be a bold request, but..." The lion settles his nanite cannon upon the ground and opens up his arms. "I am vulnerable and without weapon. If I were to trust you, you must trust me. With my life vulnerable, you should allow me to see your precious wellspring."<br> <br>The raccoon's gaze flicks back and forth between people as they speak, his fingers running on autopilot across the keyboard with only brief supervision. As the foxes fall silent, though, Max's gaze remains... As if he could notice something there, trying to divine the conversation that might be going on between them through subtle motion and expression alone. And then, suddenly, the lion beside him makes his proclamation, causing the 'coon's concentration to snap, as he looks over toward him. "Look, uh... You seem to know what in the world is going on. Could you... Fill the rest of us in?"<br> <br>Alina start to look for something inside her backpack, when she find it, she start to read what looks like a note, and opens her eyes wide 'Oh my... That chopper must stll be in there!" says the fennec as she stand up "My curiosity will be bothering for weeks but I really need to leave right now." murmurs the fennec to herself. Giving no time to answer, Alina rushes toward the door, walking through the pack-mind foxes and almost stumbling against a one of them, when the door is reached the fennec give everyone a wave and walks out of the curthouse, the chopper sound can be heard and her voice shouting "WAIT WAIT!!! TAKE ME WITH YOU!"

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Revision as of 05:41, 9 April 2014

Participants

• Alina
• Dio
• Liana
• Maxwell
• Miranai
• Tristian

Date

9/4/2014

Log

Fairly cool weather and lightly rainy. This is central Oregon for you in the month of April! All about mill foxes, walking on all fours and looking very mindless. Each of them look exactly like each other in every way as well! Creatures with empty eyes... except for two sitting next to the double doors of the court house. While they look physically just like every other fox out here, the difference is in their manorsiums and in their eyes. Where the others look blank, their eyes look full of intellegence and personality. One of them yawns, "Jessi, you think many will come out here?" he asks, voice sounding very much male, though the higher octives, to which the one being called Jessi responds, "I'm not sure Brad, we will see though."

Dio wasn't sure if he should come after seeing what the packminds are capable of. But it's hard to ignore the large threat not too far away from California, which could end up spreading if left unchecked. To satisfy his curiosity, if anything, a suit wearing silver lion heads towards the courtroom, stopping short at the door. Considering the nanite grenades upon his belt and the large nanite cannon upon his back, it seems Dio still isn't quite trusty of packminds of any breed! "Good evening," the lion greets with a small bow, coming back up and staring in silence for a few moments, wondering just how much the foxmind might remember him from previous incidents. "I do hope I've arrived on time for the meeting? The chopper just now arrived."

Liana follows a short distance behind the taller lion, keeping a cautious watch on the various pack-mind foxes. She'd never ran into the packmind in person before, only having worked with some lab samples, but she'd heard stories from those that had. She's dressed in her usual attire, a pair of knee-length cargo shorts, and a camo-vest covered in pockets. At her hip is a spray-dispensing weapon, and each arm holds a folded mantis-scythe, harmless in their current position. The eater-dragoness frowns as she heads to the base of the court steps, content to let Dio do all the talking for the time being.

Maxwell, on the other hand, takes his time getting off the helicopter that had brought them here, his focus held to his laptop, fingers rushing along the keys. Eventually, a call comes for those still on to get off or be transferred back, and he's rising up with a grumble, folding up and soon tucking the device under his arm. It had been an excuse, really. The usual chopper routes in Fairhaven refused to take passengers out here, and so he had to take such a roudabout route just to pay his old friends a visit... Who even knew how they'd been going since the move? Unfortunately, there was this to be taken care of first... Sitting in at this meeting with the mysterious 'Foxmind', the condition of his transport. Well... Best get it over with, he reasons, slowly stepping toward the courthouse, eyes on a swivel as they try to take in this strange new place.

Alina sneaks out of the chopper, hoping that no one have seen her, she follows the racoon quietly. she is the last one to arrive, the small fennec only have with her a small backpack, she is wearing a small pea coat and a small skirt, she follows the coonish. Curious about the packmind subject she makes her way to the courthouse. The fennec shivers as she notices the expression of one mindless fox, empty eyes and the lack of emotions, through a small space between the door as the racoon open it. She feel a bit afraid of steeping it, but her curiosity overwhelm her fear.

The foxes, for the most part, ignore the group. They move around avoiding them entirely, the pair at the court house however look at those coming near and smile, looking oddly on their muzzles. Brad starts them off, "Welcome! Please, come inside, lets get out of the rain. There is a lot to talk about but-" he stops, the two looking at Dio before Jessi starts next, "The past is the past, but we trust you'll not be using any of that?" She asks, looking mostly at the grenades. It seems that they didn't have any concerns what so ever about the other weapons! The two look to each other before, "But, yes, please, there is a lot to talk about, however, we are sure that we can get it all in." Jessi finishes as they both walk into the court house proper. Even more foxes inside, as well as a pair of humans, working at desks. They seem very busy however, hardly noticing anyone coming in or out.

Dio watches the fox's eyes fall upon the nanite grenades upon his belt. The tried and true weapon to at least buy one a little bit of time during a fight with the packmind. "Of course," he responds, arm crossing over his chest as he looks back for a few moments at the other group members. "I would rather not have to resort to violence. I have a lot of questions, but luckily that's just what we're here for." The lion politely dips his head and heads inside the courtroom behind the foxes and not taking a seat quite yet, perhaps too anxious to sit and possibly get mauled despite anyone's good intentions.

Liana frowns a bit deeper as the foxes seem to ignore everything but the grenades, quietly following on the lion's heels into the building. Once inside she gives a little shake to let the water drop off her scales and clothing, before carefully walking about, looking for any potential ambush points, as well as getting a good look at the humans working within.

Holding the door open, Max checks back to the outside, checking for any more stragglers. Seeing the fennec behind him, he keeps the doorway open, ushering her in... And after she's in, or after some time passing without her coming forward, he'll close the door behind him, a moment taken to observe the room around.

Within the court house there are many tables and chairs to be used. The humans are much too busy working on paper work and working on their COMMs to much notice themselves being looked at, but they are just normal humans, probably members of RSX. Both Brad and Jessi take a seat next to one of the tables, "Please, any questions you have, ask." Says Brad. The pair look over everyone though, "And... please, you're safe here, nothing is going to try to harm you inside here. After our hunting grounds were freed up, we've been able to keep ourselves sustained." Says Jessi, noticing how nervously everyone seems to be moving.

Alina step in the room and thanks to the racoon as he holds the door open, she notices a couple of foxes, full of life, their eyes completly collored those two seems to be very different from the others, but still, this place make her a bit afraid of what might happen here, but still, she feels like the place is invinting and comfy, except by the pack-mind foxes wandering around the place, she enters just in time to hear the foxes, that the name she don't know yet talk about how everything here is safe, and they don't intend to harm us.

Tristian enters slowly and looks around, the skunk still fairly new to this area, and wasn't quite sure what all was going on; but had decided to come see what this was all about, incase she does decide to end up staying as its always best to know whats happening in a community

It's an awful lot of work carrying such a large and heavy nanite cannon around. Perhaps wanting a chance to relax or have a weapon close at hand, Dio reaches back and unstraps his weapon. However, he doesn't aim it at anyone. With a heavy and attention grabbing clank, the weapon's base collides with the floor before the lion begins speaking.

"Excuse me for having weapons and such in a meeting like this. You'll have to understand what people think of the various packminds. The last time I saw the foxmind, they were attacking a group of human survivors here as far as I'm aware. Shortly after the attack was thwarted, I left shortly after and did not investigate. A few friends of mine suffered through packmind infection, even gooping. It seems it could be a fate worse than death should one not come on top. And if they do, there's always side-effects of some sort. In this regard, I do hope you understand my uneasiness.

The lion coughs and clears his throat, shortly taking a look at Tristian and going back to his speech. "I can only assume this meeting is to bolster support and dispel misconceptions. In this regard, I suppose my first question is this; Why should we trust you and what are your short and long term goals?"

Liana relaxes considerably as she realizes the humans are indeed normal, and not some sort of pack-mind puppets. She straightens out her clothing, before moving back over to the rest of the main group, carefully sitting down as she listens to the lion speak, piping up after he's finished. "A related question, is what do you get out of being peaceful with us? It's a rather odd habit for the various packminds, it seems."

Eventually, Maxwell manages to make his way to a seat, laptop soon opened and initialized. A momentary glance is taken about the others, and as the questions begin, he soon starts to type things down. Without any real experience or knowledge about the packminds, he can't really ask anything of his own, at least not at the moment. But if there's something he can do, its record the meeting, and try to take it in along the way.

Alina follow the racoon in a decent distance, she looks around and take a seat close to Liana and Dio, she shyly asks to anyone that is up to asnwer the fennec "A packmind? What would be that... Sorry if I look stupid, I was curious to find out what, this is why I came here." she eyes everyone in the place and waits till someone answer her. Her eyes lock on the humans working in the place, they are really focused in their work, they haven't even noticed the group arrival.

The addition of Tristain is very much welcome, and the questions being thrown around causes the two to look at each other a moment, "Well, I guess, our prior actions are about all we can offer as to why we should be trusted. After control of the packs were back to the proper elders of each, it was up to each of us to decide how we would act. Unfortunately... Wolf and Bear were already far too gone, and have given into that hunger for flesh and mental force, becoming little more then a whirlpool of destruction each. Coyote is wary of normal people... well, as normal as things go these days-" Brad starts, and Jessi continues, "we would never take someone into our pack that didn't want to come in. Those humans were kept safe until they were made to leave by RSX, thank goodness. As for goals... well.. we'd like to.... come back into society at large a bit if we can, and get help for the war that is going on. Right now, between us and Coyote, we are keeping Wolf and Bear in check, but that isn't going to continue forever." She says. "As for what we get... well... we aren't monsters, I remember my life before the infection started... and we've tried to pull ourselves back into our own personalities and memories as we could." They stop there for now, looking at each other and it seems a descution of some form was going on.

Liana leans back a bit where she sits, her finned tail swishing lightly as she listens. She didn't seem particularly impressed with the whole pity story, the woman rather cold to those she doesn't know, though she preferred to think of it as practicality. "So, it's you and coyote, against wolf and bear? There are no other packminds? And do you have a rough time estimate before the balance of the fight shifts?"

"I see. Coyote is a topic that interests me greatly, as I've heard small rumors of them but nothing concrete. If what you're telling me is correct, they could be a powerful and potential ally. We should make a large effort to secure them as our dear friends, as an organized two on two and us non-infected could tip the scales. If you can't even get a few to live here as a sign of peace, then I fear for the future. And what do you mean when you say come back into society? Do you wish to live with us in Fairhaven or Woodfield? Even if you have peaceful intentions, I'm sure you can imagine how uneasy people would be."

While the foxes and everyone else speak, Dio puts a hand to his belt. Eventually, his hands come across those nanite grenades, but the lion didn't seem to be summoning any malcontent. In fact, in an effort to demonstrate peace, he ejects the vials within the grenades and stuffs them in his pocket, leaving them essentially defused.

"As I understand, this may be the last line or so of defense should the more violent packminds decide to spread further south. We must have complete trust with each other, else we can't progress. This may be a bold request, but..." The lion settles his nanite cannon upon the ground and opens up his arms. "I am vulnerable and without weapon. If I were to trust you, you must trust me. With my life vulnerable, you should allow me to see your precious wellspring."

The raccoon's gaze flicks back and forth between people as they speak, his fingers running on autopilot across the keyboard with only brief supervision. As the foxes fall silent, though, Max's gaze remains... As if he could notice something there, trying to divine the conversation that might be going on between them through subtle motion and expression alone. And then, suddenly, the lion beside him makes his proclamation, causing the 'coon's concentration to snap, as he looks over toward him. "Look, uh... You seem to know what in the world is going on. Could you... Fill the rest of us in?"

Alina start to look for something inside her backpack, when she find it, she start to read what looks like a note, and opens her eyes wide 'Oh my... That chopper must stll be in there!" says the fennec as she stand up "My curiosity will be bothering for weeks but I really need to leave right now." murmurs the fennec to herself. Giving no time to answer, Alina rushes toward the door, walking through the pack-mind foxes and almost stumbling against a one of them, when the door is reached the fennec give everyone a wave and walks out of the curthouse, the chopper sound can be heard and her voice shouting "WAIT WAIT!!! TAKE ME WITH YOU!"