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| − | <div></div><div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">The day is grey and drizzly in Fairhaven's warehouse district. Perfect weather for clandestine operations. Unless you are the one who has to perform said ops. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>At the coordinates listed from the job posting is the wreckage of an old building. It looks like it used to be some kind of landscaping outlet and the sign reading "SWEET LEAVES AND LAWN" is still legible in the wreckage. The urban renewal projects can only go so fast, after all. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Incongruously, an undamaged bus stop shelter stands in front of the ruined building and a well dressed tanuki sits waiting with a black umbrella folded neatly and leaning against his knee.</div> <div title="Narwen" style="margin-top:2em">Narwen ambles up on all fours, looking both extremely unstealthy and unlikely to be a covert operative: the perfect spy! The skunk beast's tail is raised up over his back, shielding him from rain somewhat. Other than that, he doesn't seem dressed for the weather, just in his usual eye-watering shorts. As he catches the eye of the tanuki, he wiggles white eyebrows and raises a paw to the side of his muzzle. "Hello. Um, good afternoon. Is this the place for the... thing?" he asks, in a whisper that can probably be heard across the street.</div> <div title="Isabelle" style="margin-top:2em">Isabelle walks up to the meeting place, causing the group to quake. The 80+ foot giantess stops at the agreed upon meeting place and kneels down so she can get a better look at the group gathered to face this latest threat. "Greetings and well met everyone!" While not the perfect spy, she makes up for it with good intentions and high spirits.</div> <div title="Edel" style="margin-top:2em"> As a tanuki shrine priest, Edel couldn't very well go and ignore someone tarnishing their image. It wasn't the first time she'd heard about it, but now she actually had an angle of approach to DO something about it. Drawing nearer, she tips up the brim of her large water-resistant hat and gives a flick of her bushy tail. "Narwen! You still exist! I haven't seen you in an age and a half."</div> <div title="Magnus" style="margin-top:2em"> Well then, evidently there was work to be done. It pertained to the extraplanar so OFCOURSE Magnus would be right here looking to cause mayhem for the ones trying to further upset the delicate balance of their world. The last thing this feline needed was a very pissed off patron out for blood due to the activities of some ragtag band of ne-er do wells. They had enough to deal with already what with recent developments. Magnus would be arriving here by the coziest way of travel within the city's limits that he had available. *THUMP* his legs impact the ground some twenty or so feet away from the well-dressed tanuki he'd spotted. While it was hard to guess where their meeting point was exactly, context clues suggested that this was as good a place as any to check out. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> He'd adjust the cuffs of the brown leather duster covering his torso, then tuck in the telltale green and brown scarf looped around his neck beneath it just so its ends don't flop around. Checking the pockets of his black slacks, he reaffirms he'd brought what he needs, a momentary glance cast across his dark brown leather boots in passing. The feline rolls his shoulders on approaching, a small group having gathered here already. He'd feel for the presence of his armaments, a few of the more exotic blades hidden beneath his attire, two identical blades holstered crossing over one another upon his back, and a peculiar retractable implement swinging gently off his right hip. Upon approaching the others, would crack his knuckles and clear his throat, that predatory feline gaze wandering among the others. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> "Gentlemen, ladies, good to see you all here today." His eyes wander over Edel, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "I had a good feeling you'd be here. Surprised someone else isn't though." Then again, Yejian had mentioned these sorts of affairs were more her mother's forte. "It is good to see you Edel, I look forward to working with you." Gaze wandering over the others... he'd greet them all with a silent nod and a soft wink directed at the equine among them, before finally landing upon the umbrella-holding tanuki. "Looks like Fenris did follow up on the intel I provided. So, who's teeth are we breaking over this?"</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">Fenris looks around the newly gathered crew and frowns a little, particularly at Isabelle's incredible size. "I am sorry, Miss," he says, "But I don't suppose you can shrink down on your own?" <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>"Though you are all punctual! Right on time," the tanuki says, smiling affably. Those who have met him will recognize Fenris, though rather better dressed than usual. "I will be brief, I promise," he says, beckoning the agents closer. "Some of you may have heard of a recent rash of petty crimes supposedly committed by tanuki. Smash and grabs, small time robberies, vandalism and even one rather ostentatious daylight robbery at a particularly good pastry shop." He shakes his head. "Witnesses claim that the perpetrators- well, this will sum things up." <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>He produces a small projector and queues up what appears to be security footage from a small convenience store. A pair of mutants, both with the bandit masked appearance of tanuki charge through the door and start pushing over displays and making threatening overtures. One pulls a knife while the other wields a club. Certainly not lethal weapons these days, but it still hurts to get cut or hit. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>After the attendant empties the till, the pair run off, hooting and hollering! There is no sound, but there are some rather obvious gestures made. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Fenris turns of the projector off and stows it away. "The attendant said that the pair said that they were taking the money for "Lord Tanuki" and that the clerk could "Suck his big tanuki balls."" He explains, obviously upset, "Though it is obvious these two were not tanuki at all!" He looks to Edel for confirmation.</div> | + | <div></div><div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">The day is grey and drizzly in Fairhaven's warehouse district. Perfect weather for clandestine operations. Unless you are the one who has to perform said ops. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>At the coordinates listed from the job posting is the wreckage of an old building. It looks like it used to be some kind of landscaping outlet and the sign reading "SWEET LEAVES AND LAWN" is still legible in the wreckage. The urban renewal projects can only go so fast, after all. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Incongruously, an undamaged bus stop shelter stands in front of the ruined building and a well dressed tanuki sits waiting with a black umbrella folded neatly and leaning against his knee.</div> <div title="Narwen" style="margin-top:2em">Narwen ambles up on all fours, looking both extremely unstealthy and unlikely to be a covert operative: the perfect spy! The skunk beast's tail is raised up over his back, shielding him from rain somewhat. Other than that, he doesn't seem dressed for the weather, just in his usual eye-watering shorts. As he catches the eye of the tanuki, he wiggles white eyebrows and raises a paw to the side of his muzzle. "Hello. Um, good afternoon. Is this the place for the... thing?" he asks, in a whisper that can probably be heard across the street.</div> <div title="Isabelle" style="margin-top:2em">Isabelle walks up to the meeting place, causing the group to quake. The 80+ foot giantess stops at the agreed upon meeting place and kneels down so she can get a better look at the group gathered to face this latest threat. "Greetings and well met everyone!" While not the perfect spy, she makes up for it with good intentions and high spirits.</div> <div title="Edel" style="margin-top:2em"> As a tanuki shrine priest, Edel couldn't very well go and ignore someone tarnishing their image. It wasn't the first time she'd heard about it, but now she actually had an angle of approach to DO something about it. Drawing nearer, she tips up the brim of her large water-resistant hat and gives a flick of her bushy tail. "Narwen! You still exist! I haven't seen you in an age and a half."</div> <div title="Magnus" style="margin-top:2em"> Well then, evidently there was work to be done. It pertained to the extraplanar so OFCOURSE Magnus would be right here looking to cause mayhem for the ones trying to further upset the delicate balance of their world. The last thing this feline needed was a very pissed off patron out for blood due to the activities of some ragtag band of ne-er do wells. They had enough to deal with already what with recent developments. Magnus would be arriving here by the coziest way of travel within the city's limits that he had available. *THUMP* his legs impact the ground some twenty or so feet away from the well-dressed tanuki he'd spotted. While it was hard to guess where their meeting point was exactly, context clues suggested that this was as good a place as any to check out. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> He'd adjust the cuffs of the brown leather duster covering his torso, then tuck in the telltale green and brown scarf looped around his neck beneath it just so its ends don't flop around. Checking the pockets of his black slacks, he reaffirms he'd brought what he needs, a momentary glance cast across his dark brown leather boots in passing. The feline rolls his shoulders on approaching, a small group having gathered here already. He'd feel for the presence of his armaments, a few of the more exotic blades hidden beneath his attire, two identical blades holstered crossing over one another upon his back, and a peculiar retractable implement swinging gently off his right hip. Upon approaching the others, would crack his knuckles and clear his throat, that predatory feline gaze wandering among the others. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> "Gentlemen, ladies, good to see you all here today." His eyes wander over Edel, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "I had a good feeling you'd be here. Surprised someone else isn't though." Then again, Yejian had mentioned these sorts of affairs were more her mother's forte. "It is good to see you Edel, I look forward to working with you." Gaze wandering over the others... he'd greet them all with a silent nod and a soft wink directed at the equine among them, before finally landing upon the umbrella-holding tanuki. "Looks like Fenris did follow up on the intel I provided. So, who's teeth are we breaking over this?"</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">Fenris looks around the newly gathered crew and frowns a little, particularly at Isabelle's incredible size. "I am sorry, Miss," he says, "But I don't suppose you can shrink down on your own?" <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>"Though you are all punctual! Right on time," the tanuki says, smiling affably. Those who have met him will recognize Fenris, though rather better dressed than usual. "I will be brief, I promise," he says, beckoning the agents closer. "Some of you may have heard of a recent rash of petty crimes supposedly committed by tanuki. Smash and grabs, small time robberies, vandalism and even one rather ostentatious daylight robbery at a particularly good pastry shop." He shakes his head. "Witnesses claim that the perpetrators- well, this will sum things up." <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>He produces a small projector and queues up what appears to be security footage from a small convenience store. A pair of mutants, both with the bandit masked appearance of tanuki charge through the door and start pushing over displays and making threatening overtures. One pulls a knife while the other wields a club. Certainly not lethal weapons these days, but it still hurts to get cut or hit. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>After the attendant empties the till, the pair run off, hooting and hollering! There is no sound, but there are some rather obvious gestures made. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>Fenris turns of the projector off and stows it away. "The attendant said that the pair said that they were taking the money for "Lord Tanuki" and that the clerk could "Suck his big tanuki balls."" He explains, obviously upset, "Though it is obvious these two were not tanuki at all!" He looks to Edel for confirmation.</div><div title="Narwen" style="margin-top:2em">Narwen glances up as the giant approaches -- seriously, that's a _big_ giant -- and plants himself against the side of the building in case of accidents. She gets a cautious wave of a forepaw, and once she's acknowledged him he rejoins the little group. Edel gets a decidedly more enthusiastic greeting, swept into an undignified foreleg hug-and-squeeze. "Edel! Likewise, great to see you. Yeah, been a bit busy, but -- well, anyway, I exist now. How're you doing? Or, uh, should we be using codenames? I think mine was 'Not Narwen'." |
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| + | After waving to Magnus too, he settles down to watch the presentation -- although half-focused on the projector as much as the show. "Well, I mean, they took cash and not cakes! That settles it right there. So were there any other, y'know, clues? I'm guessing there wasn't a calling card, else we wouldn't be here, but, y'know, finger prints? Magical DNA? Conveniently dropped belongings? Uh, not quite clear on what detectives look for these days."</div> <div title="Isabelle" style="margin-top:2em">Isabelle ponders for a bit before responding to Fenris, "While typically Kaiju's don't usually shrink, I can think like a real sneak and I've been practicing! I dare say I'm the sneakiest of my kind. I can also use my wings to fly so I can provide a view from the sky." Isabelle looks at the illustrations and ask, "Has anyone asks around to see if the voices sound familiar or if they look like one of the locals? Chances are that petty crooks operate locally."</div> <div title="Edel" style="margin-top:2em"> Edel flashes Magnus a smile in kind. "When it comes to tanuki and shady dealings both, Yejian has a lot to learn. This is definitely more my thing. Plus, she's busy today running a paired task elsewhere in the city with Molly." She turns her attention to Fenris then, "It's been a while since I've seen you, too, but I've never seen those two there," she says in regards to the projected display as she gives Narwen a pat on the shoulder.<p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> | ||
| + | "Throwing the name around like that, crass behaviour. Not becoming of tanuki at all. In the off chance they ARE, they're being extremely poor representatives." Her arm lazily rests over her sword's hilt while her tail curls around her paws. "Either way, it's something we can deal with. Is there a pattern in there targets?"</div> <div title="Magnus" style="margin-top:2em"> The feline simply leans agaisnt the nearest surface and dips his head, eyes closed once the presentation is over. "Typical. Surprised the K9 unit aren't ramming their batons all up those poseurs asses right now. Tanuki or otherwise, a criminal mind is a criminal kind. Ain't nobody exempt from the cuffs just because they claim to represent some otherworldly force. I'm glad you called us here, Fenris. We'll be hitting two birds with one stone. Can't really say all that much about these thugs though. I've got eyes and ears across the city, ESPECIALLY with the hyenas ever since I got in good with one of the tamer gangs around Fairhaven. Those mutts though..." he would indicate the patch upon which they'd seen an insignia upon the criminals seen in the footage. "They've been a pain in my group's tailhole for well over a year now." <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p> "Call themselves the Cacklers, been around for a long time, have roots and connections in a lot of choice places. They'll be well supplied and well trained if and when we do encounter them. Question is..." he reaches up to rub his chin with one hand, eyes closing in deep contemplation "...what do they have to gain off of petty crimes while impersonating Tanuki. Trying to cause an upset that they can capitalize on? Looking to settle a score with the ringtailed raccoon-dogs for one reason or another? Maybe just doing it for the kicks, I wouldn't put it past them to do so. They need to be getting their transformatives from somewhere too. Someone is making bank off of providing them their disguises." He'd then open his arms and shrug deeply. "Typical arrogant hyena behavior though, didn't doff their threads on a framejob. That's just sloppy."</div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">Fenris looks sidelong at the giantess and produces a brilliantly green leaf from the air. "Well, for an important mission like this, I am authorized a little bit of magic." <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>He flicks the leaf toward Isabelle and there is a flicker of emerald light and the giantess now seems small enough to fit in an ordinary building. It is a strange effect, because she is not any smaller, but space seems to be behaving differently around her for now. "That should help," Fenris says.. </div> <div title="Fenris" style="margin-top:2em">The burly tanuki rises from his bench and opens his umbrella, leading the group through the collection of old warehouses. He stops and makes his way to the corner of the ruined building and gestures to an old warehouse in much better repair, covered in graffiti, possibly some kind of gang symbols. <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>"My sources have traced our would-be-tanuki roughnecks here, to the old Doctor Chuckles Joke and Novelties Warehouse," he explains, "I would normally ask my fellow tanuki to solve this problem, but a third party will be better for PR." He grins at Magnus and opens his coat to reveal his FHPD badge. "Turns out, I represent multiple interested parties." <p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p><p style="height:0.5em;margin:0"></p>"Magnus is right," he continues, "We suspect that the leader of the Cacklers, Cackling Billy is the mastermind behind all of this."</div> <div title="Narwen" style="margin-top:2em">Narwen gets to his paws, adjusts his pack absently, and pads along after Fenris. "All rightie, then. Interesting point about someone supplying them. Maybe they've got a tanuki captive?" he wonders as they walk. His claws clack against the broken sidewalk, slowing as they approach the corner. "Joke and novelties warehouse? That sounds like a little box of nightmares. Do we want to try and sneak in? Get an advanced peak? Go in in disguise?" He tilts his head. "If they're disguised as tanuki, would more fake-tanuki coming in from a job work?"</div> <div title="Isabelle" style="margin-top:2em">Isabelle looks around with wonder, "This is so strange, it's like I have two different perspectives: one is normal and the other is other people's normal! The Tanukis really do have powerful magic! So you know the location and the people responsible? I guess the Tanukis really don't want their name involved in any of this. Wait, doesn't this mean I'm extra sneaky now or do I still have my usual level of sneakiness?"</div> <div title="Edel" style="margin-top:2em"> Following after Fenris, Edel scratches idly at her cheek. "Yes, it's always good to get others involved. If we solve it all in house it might seem like a cover-up job," muses the 'nuki girl. "I wonder if the kitsune put them up to it. I certainly hope they don't have a captive, or I'm going to be a lot less forgiving."</div> | ||
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The day is grey and drizzly in Fairhaven's warehouse district. Perfect weather for clandestine operations. Unless you are the one who has to perform said ops. At the coordinates listed from the job posting is the wreckage of an old building. It looks like it used to be some kind of landscaping outlet and the sign reading "SWEET LEAVES AND LAWN" is still legible in the wreckage. The urban renewal projects can only go so fast, after all. Incongruously, an undamaged bus stop shelter stands in front of the ruined building and a well dressed tanuki sits waiting with a black umbrella folded neatly and leaning against his knee.
Narwen ambles up on all fours, looking both extremely unstealthy and unlikely to be a covert operative: the perfect spy! The skunk beast's tail is raised up over his back, shielding him from rain somewhat. Other than that, he doesn't seem dressed for the weather, just in his usual eye-watering shorts. As he catches the eye of the tanuki, he wiggles white eyebrows and raises a paw to the side of his muzzle. "Hello. Um, good afternoon. Is this the place for the... thing?" he asks, in a whisper that can probably be heard across the street.
Isabelle walks up to the meeting place, causing the group to quake. The 80+ foot giantess stops at the agreed upon meeting place and kneels down so she can get a better look at the group gathered to face this latest threat. "Greetings and well met everyone!" While not the perfect spy, she makes up for it with good intentions and high spirits.
As a tanuki shrine priest, Edel couldn't very well go and ignore someone tarnishing their image. It wasn't the first time she'd heard about it, but now she actually had an angle of approach to DO something about it. Drawing nearer, she tips up the brim of her large water-resistant hat and gives a flick of her bushy tail. "Narwen! You still exist! I haven't seen you in an age and a half."
Well then, evidently there was work to be done. It pertained to the extraplanar so OFCOURSE Magnus would be right here looking to cause mayhem for the ones trying to further upset the delicate balance of their world. The last thing this feline needed was a very pissed off patron out for blood due to the activities of some ragtag band of ne-er do wells. They had enough to deal with already what with recent developments. Magnus would be arriving here by the coziest way of travel within the city's limits that he had available. *THUMP* his legs impact the ground some twenty or so feet away from the well-dressed tanuki he'd spotted. While it was hard to guess where their meeting point was exactly, context clues suggested that this was as good a place as any to check out. He'd adjust the cuffs of the brown leather duster covering his torso, then tuck in the telltale green and brown scarf looped around his neck beneath it just so its ends don't flop around. Checking the pockets of his black slacks, he reaffirms he'd brought what he needs, a momentary glance cast across his dark brown leather boots in passing. The feline rolls his shoulders on approaching, a small group having gathered here already. He'd feel for the presence of his armaments, a few of the more exotic blades hidden beneath his attire, two identical blades holstered crossing over one another upon his back, and a peculiar retractable implement swinging gently off his right hip. Upon approaching the others, would crack his knuckles and clear his throat, that predatory feline gaze wandering among the others. "Gentlemen, ladies, good to see you all here today." His eyes wander over Edel, a soft smile tugging at his lips. "I had a good feeling you'd be here. Surprised someone else isn't though." Then again, Yejian had mentioned these sorts of affairs were more her mother's forte. "It is good to see you Edel, I look forward to working with you." Gaze wandering over the others... he'd greet them all with a silent nod and a soft wink directed at the equine among them, before finally landing upon the umbrella-holding tanuki. "Looks like Fenris did follow up on the intel I provided. So, who's teeth are we breaking over this?"
Fenris looks around the newly gathered crew and frowns a little, particularly at Isabelle's incredible size. "I am sorry, Miss," he says, "But I don't suppose you can shrink down on your own?" "Though you are all punctual! Right on time," the tanuki says, smiling affably. Those who have met him will recognize Fenris, though rather better dressed than usual. "I will be brief, I promise," he says, beckoning the agents closer. "Some of you may have heard of a recent rash of petty crimes supposedly committed by tanuki. Smash and grabs, small time robberies, vandalism and even one rather ostentatious daylight robbery at a particularly good pastry shop." He shakes his head. "Witnesses claim that the perpetrators- well, this will sum things up." He produces a small projector and queues up what appears to be security footage from a small convenience store. A pair of mutants, both with the bandit masked appearance of tanuki charge through the door and start pushing over displays and making threatening overtures. One pulls a knife while the other wields a club. Certainly not lethal weapons these days, but it still hurts to get cut or hit. After the attendant empties the till, the pair run off, hooting and hollering! There is no sound, but there are some rather obvious gestures made. Fenris turns of the projector off and stows it away. "The attendant said that the pair said that they were taking the money for "Lord Tanuki" and that the clerk could "Suck his big tanuki balls."" He explains, obviously upset, "Though it is obvious these two were not tanuki at all!" He looks to Edel for confirmation.
Narwen glances up as the giant approaches -- seriously, that's a _big_ giant -- and plants himself against the side of the building in case of accidents. She gets a cautious wave of a forepaw, and once she's acknowledged him he rejoins the little group. Edel gets a decidedly more enthusiastic greeting, swept into an undignified foreleg hug-and-squeeze. "Edel! Likewise, great to see you. Yeah, been a bit busy, but -- well, anyway, I exist now. How're you doing? Or, uh, should we be using codenames? I think mine was 'Not Narwen'."
After waving to Magnus too, he settles down to watch the presentation -- although half-focused on the projector as much as the show. "Well, I mean, they took cash and not cakes! That settles it right there. So were there any other, y'know, clues? I'm guessing there wasn't a calling card, else we wouldn't be here, but, y'know, finger prints? Magical DNA? Conveniently dropped belongings? Uh, not quite clear on what detectives look for these days."
Isabelle ponders for a bit before responding to Fenris, "While typically Kaiju's don't usually shrink, I can think like a real sneak and I've been practicing! I dare say I'm the sneakiest of my kind. I can also use my wings to fly so I can provide a view from the sky." Isabelle looks at the illustrations and ask, "Has anyone asks around to see if the voices sound familiar or if they look like one of the locals? Chances are that petty crooks operate locally."
Edel flashes Magnus a smile in kind. "When it comes to tanuki and shady dealings both, Yejian has a lot to learn. This is definitely more my thing. Plus, she's busy today running a paired task elsewhere in the city with Molly." She turns her attention to Fenris then, "It's been a while since I've seen you, too, but I've never seen those two there," she says in regards to the projected display as she gives Narwen a pat on the shoulder.
"Throwing the name around like that, crass behaviour. Not becoming of tanuki at all. In the off chance they ARE, they're being extremely poor representatives." Her arm lazily rests over her sword's hilt while her tail curls around her paws. "Either way, it's something we can deal with. Is there a pattern in there targets?"
The feline simply leans agaisnt the nearest surface and dips his head, eyes closed once the presentation is over. "Typical. Surprised the K9 unit aren't ramming their batons all up those poseurs asses right now. Tanuki or otherwise, a criminal mind is a criminal kind. Ain't nobody exempt from the cuffs just because they claim to represent some otherworldly force. I'm glad you called us here, Fenris. We'll be hitting two birds with one stone. Can't really say all that much about these thugs though. I've got eyes and ears across the city, ESPECIALLY with the hyenas ever since I got in good with one of the tamer gangs around Fairhaven. Those mutts though..." he would indicate the patch upon which they'd seen an insignia upon the criminals seen in the footage. "They've been a pain in my group's tailhole for well over a year now." "Call themselves the Cacklers, been around for a long time, have roots and connections in a lot of choice places. They'll be well supplied and well trained if and when we do encounter them. Question is..." he reaches up to rub his chin with one hand, eyes closing in deep contemplation "...what do they have to gain off of petty crimes while impersonating Tanuki. Trying to cause an upset that they can capitalize on? Looking to settle a score with the ringtailed raccoon-dogs for one reason or another? Maybe just doing it for the kicks, I wouldn't put it past them to do so. They need to be getting their transformatives from somewhere too. Someone is making bank off of providing them their disguises." He'd then open his arms and shrug deeply. "Typical arrogant hyena behavior though, didn't doff their threads on a framejob. That's just sloppy."
Fenris looks sidelong at the giantess and produces a brilliantly green leaf from the air. "Well, for an important mission like this, I am authorized a little bit of magic." He flicks the leaf toward Isabelle and there is a flicker of emerald light and the giantess now seems small enough to fit in an ordinary building. It is a strange effect, because she is not any smaller, but space seems to be behaving differently around her for now. "That should help," Fenris says..
The burly tanuki rises from his bench and opens his umbrella, leading the group through the collection of old warehouses. He stops and makes his way to the corner of the ruined building and gestures to an old warehouse in much better repair, covered in graffiti, possibly some kind of gang symbols. "My sources have traced our would-be-tanuki roughnecks here, to the old Doctor Chuckles Joke and Novelties Warehouse," he explains, "I would normally ask my fellow tanuki to solve this problem, but a third party will be better for PR." He grins at Magnus and opens his coat to reveal his FHPD badge. "Turns out, I represent multiple interested parties." "Magnus is right," he continues, "We suspect that the leader of the Cacklers, Cackling Billy is the mastermind behind all of this."
Narwen gets to his paws, adjusts his pack absently, and pads along after Fenris. "All rightie, then. Interesting point about someone supplying them. Maybe they've got a tanuki captive?" he wonders as they walk. His claws clack against the broken sidewalk, slowing as they approach the corner. "Joke and novelties warehouse? That sounds like a little box of nightmares. Do we want to try and sneak in? Get an advanced peak? Go in in disguise?" He tilts his head. "If they're disguised as tanuki, would more fake-tanuki coming in from a job work?"
Isabelle looks around with wonder, "This is so strange, it's like I have two different perspectives: one is normal and the other is other people's normal! The Tanukis really do have powerful magic! So you know the location and the people responsible? I guess the Tanukis really don't want their name involved in any of this. Wait, doesn't this mean I'm extra sneaky now or do I still have my usual level of sneakiness?"
Following after Fenris, Edel scratches idly at her cheek. "Yes, it's always good to get others involved. If we solve it all in house it might seem like a cover-up job," muses the 'nuki girl. "I wonder if the kitsune put them up to it. I certainly hope they don't have a captive, or I'm going to be a lot less forgiving."
