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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>RSX's lobby is empty as it normally is, there's an aide, a younger looking man with a fairly plain dress and face, sitting by a few folding chairs, all of which have had their cushioning either worn away, or never had any to begin with. The aide is waiting for the agents to show up. He is tapping his pen on his clipboard. |
| + | Wurtzite enters the lobby and sits down off to the side, not really intending to be a center of attention. Hir tails waving around behind hir a bit anxiously, the aide seems peeved at hir for not checking in with him, but does not get up or otherwise react to hir presence, other than by writing something on his clipboard.<br> <br>Escherr got the call for another job. Already familar with the two groups involved he felt that it would be a good idea to be around just in case. Adjusting his form to what they knew him as, if they could remember after all the booze or acid that is. The pscyho weasel even took some time to dress up and paint up that jacket into a suit like look with rolled up sleeved and a painted on tie. Once confident that lookd good enough moved on to the RSX lobby to check in. Seeming to be early once again as looked around and made a bit of an annoucment. "No Niles?" Questioning the aid some but following up with proper information. "Escherr. Was in the previous mission with the goblins." <br> <br>Ebreus hops off the chopper and makes his way acrost the lobby, now a bit shorter and less imposing than he was last time he was here for a job, to the RSX employee. In his old clothes, a trench coat and button-up potentially with something beneath it and leggins, he looks much like he did many months past other than being a Doberman. Seeing Escherr, Wurtzite, and the unfamiliar employee he says, "Hey, seems I'm not last to arrive this time." as he aproaches and upon reaching normal speaking distance to the group continues, "Ebreus, Prommie Negotiator, I was also with the last group."<br> <br>Having finally found the RSX lobby, Zixis strides in, all four legs almost tip-toeing, glancing at every wall and doorway. Shi rarely visits RSX, so the building is somewhat a mystery to hir. Shi only came for the chance of meeting new strange allies, and what better way than a festival. Hoping shi was in the right spot, shi scanned the room, looking for anyone who seemed official. Eying who shi recognized as Wurtzite and other agents congregating, Zixis strode up to the aide, hoping there wasn't a dress code. "Hello, I'm Zixis. I'm here about some kind of diplomatic party?" Zixis shifts to the side of the room, awaiting affirmation, idly crossing hir arms, attempting some amount of decency.<br> <br>The RSX building was one of the few places Phosphorus could truly call home, at least, for the time being. It was dangerous to anchor yourself to one location for too long, as she frequently chides herself, but this place did supply a steady stream of supplies, and that was always a solid plus. The panda enters the lobby floor from the stairs, arriving with naught but the noise of a muted rubber sole against a hard surface, approaching the aide with her typical stiff, yet rapid pace. "Operative Phosphorus, reporting in. I was on the last contact mission, though I appear to have served a purely defensive role," she says, glancing at the aide. "All should go peacefully this time, too, yeah?"<br> <br>Arris enters the RSX lobby, looking left and right and noticing that a large group of people had already assembled. Well, large for the RSX lobby standards. Upon hearing the mention of a Halloween festival, the gator has come dressed in costume: hir tried and true Bowser getup from a previous costume party at the Sunshine Restaurant. Sie also spots Wurtzite, giving hir a pleasant smile and a handwave as sie passes by hir on the way towards the aide. "Arris. Uh, I heard there was a party here and came to check." Sie gives the aide a sheepish smile.<br> <br>A small fennec enters the lobby, clearly uncomfortable. Seeing Zixis and Wurtzite, she waves to both. "Um.. Hi. I heard there was some sort of social event happening, so I came to check what was happening. I.. I'm Ciana, by the way.." She barely sticks her paw out, hoping for someone to shake it so she could dissapate into a corner.<br> <br>"No Niles" The aide says, noting the presence of the weasel. with a checkmark on his clipboard, "You'll meet up with him later. Good to see a returning face though. RSX likes to encourage agents to participate in follow up missions, as they tend to understand more of it." | ||
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| + | "Wow. A prommie." The aide says, sarcastically. Where do these RSX employees find their attitudes? The toilet store? " Good to see a returning face. Your weaselly friend can explain that if you need it." There's the scratch of the aide's pencil as he marks something about the Doberman. | ||
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| + | "Good to see a new face, they're the lifeblood of RSXs' agent relations." The aide says, marking the 4 armed kitsune's presence, "There's no dress code, not for this mission at least." He looks at the kitsune again, "Besides," he adds with the first sign of a smile, "I'd hate to buy pants if I had that many legs." | ||
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| + | "Wow. A fellow RSX employee. In the RSX building. That's rare." The aide's tone is completely flat in responding to the panda, maybe he's serious. | ||
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| + | "Oh. Yeah sure. Its easy to forget that many diplomatic crises are actually also parties. Enjoy yourself." The aide offers. | ||
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| + | "What? Why are you so anxious? This one is supposed to actually be easy. Don't hide here. We have a bunker for that." The aide tells Ciana, rather forcefully. | ||
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| + | With everyone there, he stands up to make his announcement. "So. All of you that are here for the festival, follow me. Everyone else. I can't offer any kind of guidance." before starting out the door. | ||
| + | Wurtzite shrugs and greets Zixis and Ciana before following the aide, who's currently holding the door open, to the bemusement of the guards.<br> <br>Escherr finds a spot to lean against muttering a bit about liking the smoking aide far much better over the sterotype of one group better then the other. Seeing the rather nervous few speaks up a bit. "The goblins are pretty much easy going, you'll do fine. Is all about getting a few to hook up and what better way then a party. Jus be aware of what you are given." Having to smirk a bit and soon taking the que to follow. | ||
Revision as of 23:35, 31 October 2017
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31/10/2017
Log
RSX's lobby is empty as it normally is, there's an aide, a younger looking man with a fairly plain dress and face, sitting by a few folding chairs, all of which have had their cushioning either worn away, or never had any to begin with. The aide is waiting for the agents to show up. He is tapping his pen on his clipboard.
Wurtzite enters the lobby and sits down off to the side, not really intending to be a center of attention. Hir tails waving around behind hir a bit anxiously, the aide seems peeved at hir for not checking in with him, but does not get up or otherwise react to hir presence, other than by writing something on his clipboard.
Escherr got the call for another job. Already familar with the two groups involved he felt that it would be a good idea to be around just in case. Adjusting his form to what they knew him as, if they could remember after all the booze or acid that is. The pscyho weasel even took some time to dress up and paint up that jacket into a suit like look with rolled up sleeved and a painted on tie. Once confident that lookd good enough moved on to the RSX lobby to check in. Seeming to be early once again as looked around and made a bit of an annoucment. "No Niles?" Questioning the aid some but following up with proper information. "Escherr. Was in the previous mission with the goblins."
Ebreus hops off the chopper and makes his way acrost the lobby, now a bit shorter and less imposing than he was last time he was here for a job, to the RSX employee. In his old clothes, a trench coat and button-up potentially with something beneath it and leggins, he looks much like he did many months past other than being a Doberman. Seeing Escherr, Wurtzite, and the unfamiliar employee he says, "Hey, seems I'm not last to arrive this time." as he aproaches and upon reaching normal speaking distance to the group continues, "Ebreus, Prommie Negotiator, I was also with the last group."
Having finally found the RSX lobby, Zixis strides in, all four legs almost tip-toeing, glancing at every wall and doorway. Shi rarely visits RSX, so the building is somewhat a mystery to hir. Shi only came for the chance of meeting new strange allies, and what better way than a festival. Hoping shi was in the right spot, shi scanned the room, looking for anyone who seemed official. Eying who shi recognized as Wurtzite and other agents congregating, Zixis strode up to the aide, hoping there wasn't a dress code. "Hello, I'm Zixis. I'm here about some kind of diplomatic party?" Zixis shifts to the side of the room, awaiting affirmation, idly crossing hir arms, attempting some amount of decency.
The RSX building was one of the few places Phosphorus could truly call home, at least, for the time being. It was dangerous to anchor yourself to one location for too long, as she frequently chides herself, but this place did supply a steady stream of supplies, and that was always a solid plus. The panda enters the lobby floor from the stairs, arriving with naught but the noise of a muted rubber sole against a hard surface, approaching the aide with her typical stiff, yet rapid pace. "Operative Phosphorus, reporting in. I was on the last contact mission, though I appear to have served a purely defensive role," she says, glancing at the aide. "All should go peacefully this time, too, yeah?"
Arris enters the RSX lobby, looking left and right and noticing that a large group of people had already assembled. Well, large for the RSX lobby standards. Upon hearing the mention of a Halloween festival, the gator has come dressed in costume: hir tried and true Bowser getup from a previous costume party at the Sunshine Restaurant. Sie also spots Wurtzite, giving hir a pleasant smile and a handwave as sie passes by hir on the way towards the aide. "Arris. Uh, I heard there was a party here and came to check." Sie gives the aide a sheepish smile.
A small fennec enters the lobby, clearly uncomfortable. Seeing Zixis and Wurtzite, she waves to both. "Um.. Hi. I heard there was some sort of social event happening, so I came to check what was happening. I.. I'm Ciana, by the way.." She barely sticks her paw out, hoping for someone to shake it so she could dissapate into a corner.
"No Niles" The aide says, noting the presence of the weasel. with a checkmark on his clipboard, "You'll meet up with him later. Good to see a returning face though. RSX likes to encourage agents to participate in follow up missions, as they tend to understand more of it."
"Wow. A prommie." The aide says, sarcastically. Where do these RSX employees find their attitudes? The toilet store? " Good to see a returning face. Your weaselly friend can explain that if you need it." There's the scratch of the aide's pencil as he marks something about the Doberman.
"Good to see a new face, they're the lifeblood of RSXs' agent relations." The aide says, marking the 4 armed kitsune's presence, "There's no dress code, not for this mission at least." He looks at the kitsune again, "Besides," he adds with the first sign of a smile, "I'd hate to buy pants if I had that many legs."
"Wow. A fellow RSX employee. In the RSX building. That's rare." The aide's tone is completely flat in responding to the panda, maybe he's serious.
"Oh. Yeah sure. Its easy to forget that many diplomatic crises are actually also parties. Enjoy yourself." The aide offers.
"What? Why are you so anxious? This one is supposed to actually be easy. Don't hide here. We have a bunker for that." The aide tells Ciana, rather forcefully.
With everyone there, he stands up to make his announcement. "So. All of you that are here for the festival, follow me. Everyone else. I can't offer any kind of guidance." before starting out the door.
Wurtzite shrugs and greets Zixis and Ciana before following the aide, who's currently holding the door open, to the bemusement of the guards.
Escherr finds a spot to lean against muttering a bit about liking the smoking aide far much better over the sterotype of one group better then the other. Seeing the rather nervous few speaks up a bit. "The goblins are pretty much easy going, you'll do fine. Is all about getting a few to hook up and what better way then a party. Jus be aware of what you are given." Having to smirk a bit and soon taking the que to follow.
