Thompson Inc Salvage mission - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
22/3/2013
Log
There is a chirp on the individual common devices as a Zypher sends a mission down to the few on the list noted as being capable enough to survive a mission of this level of hazard. The mission reads as follows 'We have discovered a Nuclear power plant that is still giving off a variety of readings. We sent in a few sweepers to take care of the problem but none of them reported back. We have now decided to seen more experienced sweepers to handle this situation." The Message give direction to the abandoned powerplant. "We wish for you to meet up with others we have broadcasted this mission to outside of the plant. There are four of you assigned to this mission. Please becareful and eliminate all threat and recovering any sane sweepers of the previous mission if you can. There will be two promeathans joining you on this assignment be careful and respective to them. Zypher out..." The link is terminated with a soft crackle.
Upon his lovely bed down at the Red Court, Dio the formally-dressed silver lion sleeps atop his covers with his long legs hanging off the side. A rather odd time for someone to be sleeping. Upon receiving the message, Dio jolts awake from his cat nap and grumbles heavily. "Sounds exciting I suppose," he says while walking out the door and heading for the plant to meet up with the others.
Miranai recieves an unsual transmition over the zypher net and blinks a few times at it, "Support agents... in the... well ok." She turns around in the comm center and activates her bots, calling Tod, who yips back at her. She slings her newest weapon, still not field tested, but more powerful then anything she had made before. She does a full systems check as she walks along, running into Dio as she nears the plant, "Oh! Dio.. h.. how are you? I'm.. ment to be meeting some Zypher agents here." She says, bots following along with her.
Tiya had been relaxing on a break, idly messing with some skunk girls, sitting on top of a building and flicking pebbles at them. Either people need to make more messes for her to clean up, or the girl needs a real hobby. At the transmission she looks rather confused, unsed to receiving them before sighing and getting up. At least it would be something to do, she reasons, setting off down the stairs. Soon enough she arrives at the meeting place, jogging lightly in her maid's dress. She breaks into a grin as she sees the other pair, drawing to a halt in front of them and bowing. "Good afternoon mistress, master. Is this a job from mistress Kilsa, then?"
So after months in the field chasing fugitives, murders and overpowered ferals, they ask him to come back and play bug hunt with a side of bag and tag...Great. All the same Colonel Cerris Voss of the USMC always responds to calls for help, especialy if they are hard targets that could threaten the lives of the lingering 'American citizens' sane enough to be worth protecting.
Months in the bush have changed the soldier and if nothing else, he has started seperating beings into American citizens and American wildlife...and he is finding that he is /not/ a conservationist. His approach on the plant is a massive shadow, great wings and a seemingly endless body shrinking down from leviathine to make the effort of landing possible before gauging what size will be required for entry. Carefully he circles the plant, picking out what details he may, tasting the air for blood and other bodily fluids in order to try and get a bead on biological emplacements that escape eagle eyes. Finally pausing to climg to one of the exhaust stacks in order to have a aerial view without drawing as much attention to himself. Thus when he spots a paired lion and vixen taur, he suspects he has found two of his contacts, when a horse maid moves in on them, he is certain of the scoop and releases from the stack into a measured glide, circling lower to land in a border around the trio, his greeting a gravelly hiss that shows he hasn't spoken out loud very often as of late. "Agents...greetings. Colonel Voss here to lend you...variable support. I have men on route to assist, so...please, let us get along."
The outside of the plant looks simple enough the billboard across the main door way can be read as Thompson Inc. Spider webs crisscross the various windows, There seems to be a feral skunk girl digging inside a dumpsters outside the bulding. As the group looks over the building there are three entrances that can accessed, A Truck entrance that is covered in webbing, The front door and the window which can be reached if the dumpsters with the skunkgirl in it is closed. She is currently chewing on a moldy bit of bread while looking at the strange group that is outside.
"Hmmm?" Dio was lost in his thoughts during his journey and didn't quite notice the fox taur approach him. Eventually, he turns around and spots Mira. "Oh," the lion stammers in slight surprise, "It's lovely to see you again, ma'am. It's been quite awhile hasn't it? As it just so happens, I was also summoned here for a job." Dio watches the mare jog up to them and gives a friendly wave in response. "Tiya too? How wonderful. Looking as lovely as ever. I'm not really sure that the mission originates from Kilsa." Eventually, the final man to their team enters his hat into the ring. Dio looks him over with a keen eye and a quirk of his brow. "A soldier, eh? Good to have you aboard. Please allow me to introduce myself. I go by the name of Dio and I look forward to working with you." Seems oddly silent for such a dangerous mission. However, Dio realized that letting their guard down might've been one of the first things the other sweepers managed to do before hopping off the grid. Dio points towards the front door with a large fuzzy paw. "Seems like that'd be the easiest way in, but probably the most foolish." The lion then shifts his arm gradually until he's pointing at the skunk girl. "Perhaps we should try peeking in through the window first? Intelligence is everything. However, if we scare that skunk girl she might cry out or what have you." Done pointing, Dio turns back towards the group and crosses his arms. "What do you talented individuals think?"
Miranai nods to Dio before she notices Tiya or Cerris, "Y.. yes.. it has been a while.." she looks around, her left eye softly glowing. "Umm... I'm not.. seeing any activity really, it isn't.. umm. running." She says shyly, then she notices Tiya and Cerris, "U..mm T.Tiya, could you, call me Mira.. or.. umm just, not Mistress, ok? And, no, this is from.. umm.. Zypher themselves." She says. She tries to steel her nurves a bit and walks up to the main door slowly, cautious for traps. Checking over the door, handle, and archway she insures that there is nothing that will trip, trigger, or explode. She nods a bit, "ANd.. umm.. h.. Hi there.. Colonel... umm.. ok." She says. She opens up the door and orders her Shield Drone, GBX, into the building, using their linkup to look through its eyes as it walks in.
Tiya puts her head to the side at Miranai's reaction, mutely reaching out to hug the taur against her breast before releasing her. "Sure thing, Mira. Please don't be nervous," the mare says, seeming to be in something of a odd mood. At the entrance of the marine out of water, she turns towards him, mutely leaning close to him and sniffing at him, taking his scent. "'M Tiya. This is Mira and Dio, my betters," the maid explains before stepping back, letting the foxtaur handle things, mutely looking towards the skunk girl, staring at her, her head to the side, expression rather blank. Seems she's had enough fun with them today.
