Tiger Barn - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
27/9/2014
Log
As the rescue party arrives, they are directed towards the edge of a thick forest near the edge of the Clairmont bubble. They have been told to look for a golden dragon there, and the man in question is easy enough to spot - a solar dragon, in shape at least, is leaning under one of the trees and watching for the ariving agents. He's dressed in rugged jeans and a flanel shirt, and he looks each of you over as you gather.
Edel shuffles along towards the designated target, hands folded behind her. She was dressed fairly sharply today! A black business suit with a skirt, and a relaxed white dress shirt with the top button undone. Snappy and casual! "So! Who are we looking for, exactly?" She asks, ears twitching as she sniffs at the air.
Rokarion arrives to the scene. They are wearing their usual black uniform with a helmet. Surpisingly, they are not wearing their backpack or any of their usualy weapons. Instead only a pistol holster is found on their left hip, and the hidden Zephyr bodysuit underneath their clothing. Obvious are the four sphereical drones hovering around their inventor. All sharing the same central sphereical design but with obvious outer structural differences. The drones float near their master while their yellow optical sensors scan the surrondings. When the human reaches the group, they say in their usual nonchalant, yet polite tone, "Greetings, is this the rescue group? I do hope we have information at the ready. I hate going in blind."
Angus was geared up for the rescue, thinking it was a perfect time for him to try out the 20mm rifle a friend had made for him! He adjusts the dang things strap once more, stilling trying to get use to the weight of it as he walks up. "Oh hey Edel!" He greets with a grin as he gives her a gently hug before looking at the Dragon.
A Doberman in a police uniform arrives, another Doberman in uniform following, though smaller. Most will recognize the larger Doberman as Smith, member of the K-9 unit. He looks about, scanning the surroundings for any threats, as the smaller Doberman watches the other members of the rescue team as they show up, and the Dragon. Smith zeroes in on Angus, raising an eyebrow at the rifle. "Got enough firepower there, Mr. Angus?"
A giant female Steel Hercules appeared, and moved toward the meeting point, thinking that it would be a nice situation to try her new size. Making sure that she doesn't knock off too much trees, and that she doesn't make too much tremors in the process, while... not squishing anyone else in the process. As she stands by the meeting point, she lowers herself to thee the rescue team.
The dragon gives the agents a serious look, and nods his head. "Mika, a husky that recently joined our community, was out scouting these woods. She reported finding a 'survivor's compound', she said, but that it looked vacant and abandoned. We told her to wait for back up, but she said she'd be careful and check it out anyway." He pauses, looking over the group again. "We haven't heard from her since. I got close enough to visually confirm the buildings, but as you might imagine these scales aren't the best camo, so I came back here to wait for you guys." He quickly relays the directions to the compound - about four miles into the thickest part of the old forest, seculded by hills and with heavy canopy cover - and provides the basic details of what he saw. "There is a two story farmhouse, a large barn, and what looked like a steel-sided garage. I didn't see anything moving in the area, but there've been a few roaming feral packs through the woods. Be careful, yea?"
Edel frowns a little. "Well. I'm always looking out for my fellow huskies! Say no more, I shall go help make sure she makes it back safely!" She flashes a little smile and returns Angus' hug, nodding. "Good to see you, Angus! Doing well, I hope?" She says as she starts off in the designated direction.
Rokarion nods towards the dragon, and gives a polite wave to the new comers even the larger ones. The human then shifts around, and begins following Edel. The drones follow after their master. With the shield drone floating directly next to them in case of a sudden attack, while the rest hover a meter or two above the human's head. Rokarion then says to no one in particular, "I am assuming that we will have no major troubles around here?"
There is a tap on Smith's shoulder, revealing an identical coyote to the first smiling, with the same rifle! "I assure you, you can never have enough firepower." the twin states. Angus smiles a bit at Edel, giving her a soft squeeezeee as he listens to the Dragon. "I have been yes!" He answers, before turning back to the dragon. "Hmmm, seems like this will be intresting." He states as he pulls a cigarette from his pocket and lights it, staring up at the giant curiously as they lean down. ".....Am I....missing something, or are we near some giant beanstocks?" He teases as he puffs. Before moving to follow Edel.
Smith blinks, and nods to the twin. "Right." He glances at Epsilon, before following after Angus. He glances at Rokarion, and says, "Always expect trouble. Like a friend once told me, Murphy's Law. Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong." The smaller Doberman walks up to Angus, and in a gruff, growly voice asks, "Could I get a cigarette too, sir?"
Aknowledging the group, she says, "Don't worry, we will save your companion and bring it back to safety.". After a quick check on her equipement and body, she then carefully waves to the group, and says to Angus, "Sorry, i kind of grew bigger.".
It is a long hike through woods that grow increasingly darker, thanks to the thickening canopy. Epsilon has to outright snap a few of the smaller trees over to get through, and even from her height advantage some of the trees are taller still - fifty or more feet up for the tallest and largest. Aside from the ruckus of the kaiju forcing their way through the forest, things are quiet - whatever native life is about knows better than to come gawk at such a loud disturbance. It seems that Jormungand was thoughtful enough to cut marks into some of the trees on the way, so the group doesn't have to worry about getting lost, and eventually they find their way to the hill just before the compound - cresting the hill will put them in sight from the buildings below. If there are any final planning or preparations to make, now is the time.
Edel hums and reaches up to start disrobing. Her main outfit, anyway! She's still dressed, thankfully, in the armoured, dark-grey bodysuit that she was wearing under it all. It's certainly more fit for sneaking about and combat. "Right then," she murmurs as she fashioned up a black cloak to wear over herself. "So... Anyone in favour of a stealthy approach before we go stomping around?" She asks, running her gloved fingers through her hair. "I'd be happy to! I'm good at skulking."
