Difference between revisions of "RSX Recovery Trip - RPLOG"
From Flexible Survival
(Auto update) |
(Auto update) |
||
| Line 9: | Line 9: | ||
4/6/2017 | 4/6/2017 | ||
=Log= | =Log= | ||
| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>An overcast sky blankets the city, heavy with the promise of rain. For now however, it is only a promise. Tapping his foot a bit, Major Jack awaits for agents to come in, looking over towards Jackson as he does. "They ETA back here was yesterday at 2200, I hope they are fine." He brings his hand up to his head, "I know letting that hermaphradite latex fox agent who transfered from Zephyr go along was going to cause trouble." He says, shaking his head, "Never should have approved the transfer..." All Jackson does is give a slight nod as he looks alternates looking toward the door that leads back into the HQ and to the empty bay where a rather large something seemingly should be.<br> <br>A feminine looking parrot enters through said door, looking at the people inside. He looks a bit unsure, and glances back outside, but then nods, and slips in. His looks, and his clothes do not seem like battle gear at all, all in all, the avian seems rather illequipped for the task ahead. "Erm...I am at the right place for the search party, right?" He asks. His rather feminine voice was determined, despite the caution he portrayed. "My name is Nathey, and I would like to help."<br> <br>Parthenia has arrived as well. A walking armory of a woman really. Geared to the teeth she was. The only part of her revealth to the world was her head. Armored hand raises so stoke through her raven hair as she look at the bird and then the RSX agents. "Hey guys." The fingers of the same hand wiggling in greeting. "I've heard there is a request for help. How muchcock the pay?" Damn merks always out for the money! Maintaining the gear was not easy nowadays! And she had a family to feed too! Well.. Soon. <br> <br>Pelle flutters into the room and looking around to the three giving them all a wave "hello I'm pelle nice to meet you all, and this is where the rescue mission I herd of is going to be?" the fern dragon lands and wobbles over to the three seemingly to be a waking armory with all of the weapons on her person fling around with all of these weapons and that pregnancy most be hard to keep flight<br> <br>A *different* sort of herm fox lumbers in from the main lobby, letting out a yawn and rubbing the back of hir head. "Heard ya needed help." Astara simply replies, taking stock of those already gathered. Hir expression changes on noticing Parthenia, giving the human woman a glare, but shi doesn't dwell on whatever bothered hir, focusing again on Jack.<br> <br>Looking about the collected four agents, Major Jack seems dumbstruck for a moment, "This is what they give me? You can't be serious." He poitns to Pelle, "We should be rushing you to the infermery or maternity, not sending you on a serach and rescue!" He exclaims, getting a chuckle from Jackson, though the major quickly silences him with a glare. "Alright, if this is what we have for a team, this is what we have..." He says a bit down cast, "Here's the brief, at 0800 hours yesterday our team went about doing supply runs for the various stable communities in and out of the bubble here in Woodfield. They radio'd in that they had sucessfully resupplied the group of mostly humans out beyond Shady Keep, and were to head south towards the Abandoned Church when we lost all radio contact. So, we suspect they must either be between the two, or somewhere around the Church itself. Your mission is to go to the area, locate our missing team and equipment, and do recovery if required. Are there any questions?" He asks, still scowling a bit about the team of agents he has to work with...<br> <br>Nathe shook his head. "All clear to me. Recovery is one thing I can do. And create a distraction as well, should there be hostiles." The parrot still looked a bit cautious, especially after seeing his 'squad'. He was so underequipped, he felt outright...insignificant. Not a weapon, no kind of armor. He had to rely on his brain, and of course on his teammates. He sighed, but then smiled. "I try to keep you all fired up. It's my job, after all."<br> <br>Parthenia takes a moment to look at the company of heroes she was stuck with today. Not the usual bunch and one is better than the other. A very pretty bird, something very small and seemingly struggling to move under the loads of... Uh, toy sized tech and finally something that looks the most capable and useful of the bunch but also... Somehow irritated, possible by the armored human judging from that glare. That was very likely. She didn't have a lot of friends after all. Another look at tossed at the parrot... She looks him up and down, takes a deep breath and rolls her eyes, armored close raised so that she could pinch the bride of her nose and shake her head a bit. Perhaps she was too quick to judge, perhaps it was her who was underdressed and over gunned. Maybe the violence wasn't the solution today. Maybe it was all about colors and feminine charm. |
| + | |||
| + | "Hey, what can you expect." The woman speaks up turning to major. "This is what the world is like today. Filled with sex crazed mutants. All they can think of is getting dicked and knocked up." Was she a hypocrite at this very moment? Well, yes, yes she was! "Are there any details on what may have happened? Anything from communications or signs of heightened activity from a particular breed of in the area?" She pauses, her lips fold on a cute little 'o' for a moment. "U~um~... I suppose you aren't going to let us use a vehicle to get there? May be an easier recovery that way. For all we know the tem may be heavily impregnated as well..." <br> <br>Astara's expression drops the moment Major Jack mentioned the abandoned church as being the point of last contact. "The church... some real awful things in there. I hope they're okay." Shi shudders for a moment, but, not for too long. "What's our game plan?"<br> <br>Pelle flutters up into the air and points to the major jack "let me tell you I can move just fine and I have a chainsaw, a rocket launcher and a laser rifle so I have to say I'm quite well prepared for this" she points to the weapons she talked about as she speaks "and do you have any intel of the aria they diapered in at all?" she looks to Parthenia for a moment seemingly thinking for a moment "and your name is Parthenia is it? I believe we have meet before but I can't really remember when" she looks back to major jack "and do you know wat happen to children when they are born they grow up instantly after birth at least that is wat I have herd"<br> <br>The major nods a bit, sighing softly, "Enough, even if it is true, just get on out there and recover our team. As for transportation, Sally can take you all out as far as the Graveyard, but you are on your own from there. As for if they are impregnanted, unless it is that latex fox that did it, I can't think of many mutations out here that would do that rather than try to kill them." He says, "As for a game plan, that is up to you. I've provided what information I have to give. We've not got any word of abnormal activity, and as for the local hostles of that region, it isn't anything those agents haven't dealt with before." He gives a last scowling look around to everyone, "Now, get moving, every second you are wasting here is another second our team or equipment could be coming to harm. LETS MOVE!" | ||
Revision as of 23:11, 4 June 2017
Participants
Date
4/6/2017
Log
An overcast sky blankets the city, heavy with the promise of rain. For now however, it is only a promise. Tapping his foot a bit, Major Jack awaits for agents to come in, looking over towards Jackson as he does. "They ETA back here was yesterday at 2200, I hope they are fine." He brings his hand up to his head, "I know letting that hermaphradite latex fox agent who transfered from Zephyr go along was going to cause trouble." He says, shaking his head, "Never should have approved the transfer..." All Jackson does is give a slight nod as he looks alternates looking toward the door that leads back into the HQ and to the empty bay where a rather large something seemingly should be.
A feminine looking parrot enters through said door, looking at the people inside. He looks a bit unsure, and glances back outside, but then nods, and slips in. His looks, and his clothes do not seem like battle gear at all, all in all, the avian seems rather illequipped for the task ahead. "Erm...I am at the right place for the search party, right?" He asks. His rather feminine voice was determined, despite the caution he portrayed. "My name is Nathey, and I would like to help."
Parthenia has arrived as well. A walking armory of a woman really. Geared to the teeth she was. The only part of her revealth to the world was her head. Armored hand raises so stoke through her raven hair as she look at the bird and then the RSX agents. "Hey guys." The fingers of the same hand wiggling in greeting. "I've heard there is a request for help. How muchcock the pay?" Damn merks always out for the money! Maintaining the gear was not easy nowadays! And she had a family to feed too! Well.. Soon.
Pelle flutters into the room and looking around to the three giving them all a wave "hello I'm pelle nice to meet you all, and this is where the rescue mission I herd of is going to be?" the fern dragon lands and wobbles over to the three seemingly to be a waking armory with all of the weapons on her person fling around with all of these weapons and that pregnancy most be hard to keep flight
A *different* sort of herm fox lumbers in from the main lobby, letting out a yawn and rubbing the back of hir head. "Heard ya needed help." Astara simply replies, taking stock of those already gathered. Hir expression changes on noticing Parthenia, giving the human woman a glare, but shi doesn't dwell on whatever bothered hir, focusing again on Jack.
Looking about the collected four agents, Major Jack seems dumbstruck for a moment, "This is what they give me? You can't be serious." He poitns to Pelle, "We should be rushing you to the infermery or maternity, not sending you on a serach and rescue!" He exclaims, getting a chuckle from Jackson, though the major quickly silences him with a glare. "Alright, if this is what we have for a team, this is what we have..." He says a bit down cast, "Here's the brief, at 0800 hours yesterday our team went about doing supply runs for the various stable communities in and out of the bubble here in Woodfield. They radio'd in that they had sucessfully resupplied the group of mostly humans out beyond Shady Keep, and were to head south towards the Abandoned Church when we lost all radio contact. So, we suspect they must either be between the two, or somewhere around the Church itself. Your mission is to go to the area, locate our missing team and equipment, and do recovery if required. Are there any questions?" He asks, still scowling a bit about the team of agents he has to work with...
Nathe shook his head. "All clear to me. Recovery is one thing I can do. And create a distraction as well, should there be hostiles." The parrot still looked a bit cautious, especially after seeing his 'squad'. He was so underequipped, he felt outright...insignificant. Not a weapon, no kind of armor. He had to rely on his brain, and of course on his teammates. He sighed, but then smiled. "I try to keep you all fired up. It's my job, after all."
Parthenia takes a moment to look at the company of heroes she was stuck with today. Not the usual bunch and one is better than the other. A very pretty bird, something very small and seemingly struggling to move under the loads of... Uh, toy sized tech and finally something that looks the most capable and useful of the bunch but also... Somehow irritated, possible by the armored human judging from that glare. That was very likely. She didn't have a lot of friends after all. Another look at tossed at the parrot... She looks him up and down, takes a deep breath and rolls her eyes, armored close raised so that she could pinch the bride of her nose and shake her head a bit. Perhaps she was too quick to judge, perhaps it was her who was underdressed and over gunned. Maybe the violence wasn't the solution today. Maybe it was all about colors and feminine charm.
"Hey, what can you expect." The woman speaks up turning to major. "This is what the world is like today. Filled with sex crazed mutants. All they can think of is getting dicked and knocked up." Was she a hypocrite at this very moment? Well, yes, yes she was! "Are there any details on what may have happened? Anything from communications or signs of heightened activity from a particular breed of in the area?" She pauses, her lips fold on a cute little 'o' for a moment. "U~um~... I suppose you aren't going to let us use a vehicle to get there? May be an easier recovery that way. For all we know the tem may be heavily impregnated as well..."
Astara's expression drops the moment Major Jack mentioned the abandoned church as being the point of last contact. "The church... some real awful things in there. I hope they're okay." Shi shudders for a moment, but, not for too long. "What's our game plan?"
Pelle flutters up into the air and points to the major jack "let me tell you I can move just fine and I have a chainsaw, a rocket launcher and a laser rifle so I have to say I'm quite well prepared for this" she points to the weapons she talked about as she speaks "and do you have any intel of the aria they diapered in at all?" she looks to Parthenia for a moment seemingly thinking for a moment "and your name is Parthenia is it? I believe we have meet before but I can't really remember when" she looks back to major jack "and do you know wat happen to children when they are born they grow up instantly after birth at least that is wat I have herd"
The major nods a bit, sighing softly, "Enough, even if it is true, just get on out there and recover our team. As for transportation, Sally can take you all out as far as the Graveyard, but you are on your own from there. As for if they are impregnanted, unless it is that latex fox that did it, I can't think of many mutations out here that would do that rather than try to kill them." He says, "As for a game plan, that is up to you. I've provided what information I have to give. We've not got any word of abnormal activity, and as for the local hostles of that region, it isn't anything those agents haven't dealt with before." He gives a last scowling look around to everyone, "Now, get moving, every second you are wasting here is another second our team or equipment could be coming to harm. LETS MOVE!"
