Oily Terrors - RPLOG
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Date
Saturday March 9, 2019=Log=
T'was late in the afternoon on a slightly cloudy day, the sun shining brightly from the west, casting the already arid ground below in a vibrant plethora of rich orange and red shades. There, at the edge of the well maintained roads, where wilderness clashed with civilization, one fennec would be leaned against a large and very clearly refurbished desert roamer jeep. The small fox would be sat at the driver's seat, with a small device in his hands, and earphones on his large satelite-like ears. He'd be passing the time, waiting for those willing to take on the dangers of the wastelands to arrive.
Kadir aproaches the jeep, six and a half feet of rippling Saber-Toothed Soldier musculature decked out in power armor and weapons. He double checks his comm to make sure he has the right location before introducing himself. "Kadir, Eureka security opperative and RSX marksman, reporting for duty." He then gives a quick salute and heel-click.
Avoiding the unpleasantry of the rough road up to that point altogether the large Hellhound approaches the meeting place by air, flying on great membranous wings while the bubble is strong and beginning to glide downward as he hears the feline arriving ahead of him introduce himself. With a grin he decides on a bit more impressive an entrance. Landing from a short dive the large 'hound lands, knees bent to mitigate the impact, still creating a noise as expected from three-fourths of a ton of weight hitting the ground. With the landing out of the way and feeling the nanite signal weaken he shrinks down to just a bit above seven feet tall and substantially lighter as he walks up, "Ebreus, Promethean... technically a negotiator but I do this sort of work regularly enough. Nice to meet you Kadir, and nice seeing you again Magnus." he says as he dusts off his coat and checks his colossal shotty over in preparation for leaving the bubble.
A dark-furred kitsune arrives shortly afterward in his combat attire. Having heard the request for aid and potential for rewards, Zen decides this might be a good chance to test his skills. Still, for someone who looks ready to take a hit, there aren't any obvious weapons affixed to his person.
He glances around to the others who have gathered here before him. There he sees a tall Saber-Tooth soldier who looks rather decked out... much more than he is in any case. His eyes wander over the armor to reveal the typical RSX insignia. He also glances over to the Hell Hound, recognizing it as Ebreus. He looks at the massive weapon on his back witha nod. "Ebreus, good to see you again. You certainly look a bit more decked out than the last time I saw you." He then looks between the Sabertooth and the Fennec with a casual wave. "Hey there, I'm Zen. RSX Operative, technically... But I main just hunt.. They haven't given me tasking in some time."
Taking note of the various people already clustering around the jeep, some close enough to touch, a tauric shadow vixen wearing dark armor fades into view already sitting in the back of the jeep totally relaxed.. "Busy with all these salvage operations, aren't you Magnus? Good afternoon." She nods at Kadir, Zen, Ebreus, and the final approaching member of their group. "Since we're apparently doing introductions, " she says, nodding at Kadir, "Cerl, stealth and security expert, scout, and" She pats her crossbow. "Sniper as needed."
A khaki skinned black haired sea angel just jogs in from inside the bubble with an MAS-36 bolt-action rifle slung onto her back and a pouch of bullets for it in clips at her side. Sensuen also wears a sharpened, sheathed spade at her side. Sensuen looks to where the rest of the people are standing, awaiting orders and offers her own services with. "Hello there. I'm Sensuen, mainly a sniper, trapper and survivalist."
"At ease, soldier." Magnus laughs and moves over to give the other a light shoulder-punch. "You're not here to run laps or be barked at by some commander worth half the material costs of their medals." Once Ebreus makes his entrance and does a formal introduction too, the fennec rolls his eyes and flicks his mane from one side of his muzzle to the other. "Jeep, seats, intended to have your butts occupying them." he'd do a jest-introduction as he opens the doors to the vehicle, and moves over to the front of the car.
Popping the bonnet, the fennec would check the state of the engine, muttering something about this 'hunk of junk always leaking oil at the worst of times', before closing the bonnet again and wiping his paws on a rag he'd pull out of his pocket. Once more folks arrive, he'd give Sensuen a greeting nod and a wink, much the same to Zen, a hearty "Heya fella." Once Cerl speaks up, he casts her a cold glance, but answers... "I call these contributions to my walle-I mean to society." He'd stick his tongue out at her.
Climbing onto the roof of the car, Magnus would clear his throat and start to speak... an impressive speech perhaps? An inspiring monologue? A mission briefing? "RIGHT! You know why we're here. We're gonna drive off about five or so clicks Eastward, find some smelly armed bandits, end a couple of lives and grab the stolen loot. I mean c'mon, let's just have fun with this. Try not to get shot though, I hear it's bad for your health." he'd wink, then grab the upper rim of the open jeep window, and turn the ignition. The engine sput-sput-sput-put-put-pu-pu-pu-putters, then roars to life like a beast, roused from its nap. "TIME TO GO, LADS! GET IN!"
Kadir quickly and efficiently hops in to the Jeep, double checking his rifles, crossbow, ammo pouches, and miscellaneous gear. "Just because I don't need to salute, doesn't mean I don't like doing it." He says with a smile. "Any chance we'd get to interogate any of them? I love it when I get to do interogations." He gives a deep, hearty laugh and waves to the other occupants of the jeep before turning on his regulation nanomagic, prepared for the trip out of the bubble.
Ebreus smiles as he hears Zen arrive and can't help but snicker when he Cerl reveals herself to have, apparently, hitched a ride to the meeting place with Magnus without being detected. Leaving his shotty to hang by its strap for a moment as he cracks his knuckles, "Lookin' like we've got just about all the relevant skill sets covered... so long as nobody slips and gives us a wanting for a Phoenix." he says. The large 'hound climbs into the back of the jeep and says, "So, how was the ride out here? Or did you sneak in after it parked?" to their Shadow Vixen stealth expert.
Sensuen nods to Magnus and climbs in the jeep, she's cleaned and serviced her rifle on the way here. Sensuen elaborates with, "Heh. I guess I was quite busy with salvage missions a few weeks before this. Still, I can understand that these bandits are a problem." before asking, "What do we stand to gain by removing these bandits?" and wondering why she doesn't get out more.
