RSX Recovery Trip - RPLOG
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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!"
The parrot nodded, already ready to move out. For Nathey, it felt the same way. The more time they talked, the more dire the situation could become. "Sally can take us there, that is good." He repeated after the major. A melodical squawk followed, sounding as if he was testing his voice in preparation to sing.
Parthenia perks up a bit at the mention of the fox. She haven't heard them talking about it as she was coming in, so, that picked her interest. "A fox? You never mentioned anything about the fox." The killing was a sensitive topic for her as well, she was, after all a well known fugitive. A horrible and terrible person doing things no one would dare just to make sure Zephyr, hell, all of fair haven wouldn't become grey goo, or some other misfortunate accident. Well, it was in the past now. Still she was well known apparently. "Yes. I am indeed. Parthenia Kairis." She said with a nod to Pelle before turning back to the boss. "Are we allowed to use lethal force, or..." Hed hand made an uncertain gesture as if trying to coax the answer. The moment her questions are answered, she was ready to head out. Perhaps get a dosie to read about the fox on the way to graveyard.
Pelle nods "ok to sally we go" she turns to Parthenia "ah ok well it's nice to meet you again" she flutters to the door and stops in the door looking back at the others "I don't believe I have gotten the name of you the two of you" she points to the parrot and the marbeld fox she flutters to the side so she doesn't block the door waiting on the rest of the party to come
"My name is Nathey." The parrot answered. "Well, at least that is what I am called now. I had a different name in the past, but it doesn't really suit me anymore." He then prepared to leave, but turned around, bowing down in a very...japanese fashion. "Nice to meet you all. I will give it my best, so I won't disappoint."
Astara bristles at the mention of lethal force from Parthenia, but doesn't pay any mind to it. "Indeed, I am Astara; lets get out there and save them!" Shi then turns, to walk towards Sally's chopper, assumably with the rest of the group.
The major looks to Parthenia as everyone starts to get going, his jaw just dropping, "Lethal force ma'am? Why in all the heavens and hells would you ever need to use that? You do know how hard it is kill in a bubble, right?" He asks, seeming even more unsure of the team RSX had assembled for him to use.
The trip out to the Graveyard is quite uneventful, save for how much attention is given to Pelle like she was some kind of fragle pot. After landing, briefly, the helicopter is in the air again, and those who went off to search are left alone, with only a vague 'somewhere to the east' and a general idea of the route they were taking.
Nathey looked around, unsure of how to proceed exactly. He looked at his companions. "Well...I guess it's that way, right?" He pointed east. "I don't think it would be a good idea for me to take point. I mean...I really have no good way to keep myself safe from any attacks. I would really, REALLY appreciate it, if I could be in the middle..."
Pelle flutters fitter into the air as they get to the graveyard "if you want I can do a bit of scooting around from the air" she looks east trying to see wat se can se with how high up she flew trying to spot something in the distance if she can spot something and looks back to the rest of them "and I can be on top of the group keeping a aerial view of this place as we walk" she flutters as high as she can and looks around the aria they are at
Parthenia pulled up a hand to her mouth, covering her lips as their corners curled up in a cute little psychotic grin. Oh she knew that killing wasn't as easy as it use to be... Still, she had the means to do it. "Indeed." She mumbled with a slight nod before going off to meet Sally.
The helicopter ride she spent checking her gear. Revolver, something resembling a heavy assault rifle, a sniper rifle that she eventually tossed to Nathe. "Here Mr. Pidgeon. Don't poop on it and... I want it back after we'r done." She paused looking over him, her teeth digging into her plush bottom lip. "You do know how to use it?" She asked peering at the girly birdman from beneath her thick brows. "If not, would you just carry it for me?" An innocent little smile follows the request. "Oh!" She offers him a grenade as well! "This one stuns! Just in case." She nodded grinning widely leaving one to wonder just how much does it 'stun'. "Hey, What's your face... Peh... Pelle?" She called for the smallest of the team. "Y-yeah. Reading my mind! Go check things out." She motions to Astara. "We'll follow you bit leader."
Astara blinks. "Well... okay then. Not gonna be able to be stealthy with me leading the way and all, but, the mutants here aren't THAT much of a problem." Shi looks around, getting an idea of where's east, and starts walking off in that direction, unholstering hir laser pistol. "Any of you been out this way before?"
Nathey glanced at Parthenia. "Oh wow, your attitude sucks!" He observed. "Yeah, no. I don't need a weapon." He gave both items back. "I have other ways of keeping ferals at bay. Methods that are less violent. I really don't want to hurt anyone...and those things are encumbering." he sighed again. He didn't like that human one bit. "And I am a parrot, not a pidgeon." Astara seemed much more reasonable. So he walked towards her. "No, sadly I have not...but it doesn't seem too confusing getting there, right?"
As everyone works to prepare, the rain beings to start, a slight sprinkle for now, but it will make any trail go colder, faster, and limit visibility...
Pelle shakes her head "nope but I believe I se something interesting in the distance so I go and look at it, and wat I seeing is a truck" she flies forwards towards the truck taking it slow and keeping to the trees as cover as she tries to sneak to the truck going from tree to tree and if she can get a glimpse in a window she will look in it
"I know right?" Said Parthenia crinkling her nose at the bird. "I hate myself too~." The woman added folding her lips in a little 'o' as she spoke, her voice is all cute and playful~. "And you attitude sucks too," She flicked her hand flamboyantly "Not even willing to help a pregant woman with this burden." She shook the sniper rifle which was by far the heaviest thing on her and... Now with the rain starting the most useless one. Rain... Damn rain, it wasn't going to do her gear any favious. "Good point! I should be upfront!" She nodded to Astara and rushed ahead, not so entthsiastic about the mission now that the weather is getting so bad.
"Why get into combat in the first place then." Nathey said under his breath. He shook his head. He still stayed close to Astara, the fox being the only one with an...acceptable attitude so far. The dragon was too reckless, just rushing ahead, and Parthenia...well. He sighed once more.
Astara just rolls hir eyes at the small bickering going on, giving a small smile back to Nathe as shi notices him sticking close. "Rain..." shi grumbled, watching as Pelle flutters off. "You be careful now!" shi called out.
Not making any attempt to hide anymore, a person in an RSX uniform starts to shamble his way over toward Pelle and the truck once more, "Hey! Get a... away from tehre dirty mutant!" He shouts out as he gets closer, drawing a side arm of some kind as he clutches his ribs with his other hand.
Pelle drops form the tree is in when she spots the person "how dare you call me dirty mutant! I have a name and it is pelle, and where here because RSX sent us to look for a missing patrol with got lost is that you?" she points to the person in the RSX uniform "and if you are way weren't you sending any messages to your base wat happen to your team?" she tilts her head looking at the person
Parthenia now was ahead of the group, well.. Aside from Pelle that is and it seemed like, it was the right chose! Oh and hearing those words, she nearly came where she was! Never have she ever thought that someone ELSE but her would be saying that. Of course seeing some movement in the distance had her crouch down a little and grip her 'assault rifle' with both hands ready to act but.. That biting asswordscentral worked wonders! She dropped her guard, jumped up with a happy yelp letting the assault to hand off her chest while the sniper spanked against her armoer ass. Both arms flailing over her head. "Heya! The filthy mutants are with me! We are here to give you a hand with... Whatever problems you've got there!" Yelling that she gets to jogging towards the vehicle and the wounded mutant hater.
Nathey looked at Astara, nodded, and began flying there too, landing a bit behind Parthenia. For now he remained quiet. He of course knew just how exactly RSX agents thought about mutants, but he had to stand above such things, especially with his plans for the future. Safety of the community was much more important than a petty squabble. And maybe this was a misunderstanding in the first place. "That is right. We are to find the missing RSX members, and the items they were supposed to deliver." He then said.
A screwed up look crosses the agent's face for a moment before he looks to Parthenia and then back to everyone else again, "Alright... we are hold up in the church, no clue what it was, it definately wasn't from around here. Some huge furry, massive thing, just ran into the side of the truck, swerved us off into the trees, Ron, Sue, and Bill are hurt pretty bad, never thought that fucking fox would be the one to help us out as much as it has, just... wished it didn't try to 'help' quite the way that it does. Hey, while you are in there, maybe you could try and give a hand to some survivors who were with us, interested in joining with RSX, but, we got a bit waylayed." He comments, still holding tightly to his ribs.
Astara perks up at the sound of shouting, trotting after hir colleagues who've left hir behind! "Aye, what she said." the taur retorts after coming to a halt nearby Parthy, poiting a thumb to her... shi's jiggling and bouncing everywhere as shi runs. Shi looks down to hirself as he mentioned 'big furry thing', mentioning "Uh, wasn't me. What direction did it go off in?"
Pelle nods "wat Astara seed did you see where it went?" she flutters op into the air and looks around on the ground trying to spots any type of tracks or something to tell her where the fox came from and where it went off to "and if you know I can probably go and see wat it is and wat if it takes"
Nathey approached the man. "You are hurt, aren't you. Now...please stay calm." After a while a few drops of tears rolled down from the cheeks of the parrot, and alonge the beak. Letting them drip down on the man, the avian really hoped they would do the trick, and if not heal him completely, at least ease his pains.
With Nathe's help the agent heaves a sigh of relief, putting his firearm away, "Thanks, that will help. I'll see if I can get the truck started again, if you all could go see if the rest of the team is well enough to move, that'd be great." He says starting to jog his way over to the rig with its grill stuck between the trees.
Parthenia is all jolly now! Other survivors! Humans! She takes her time to check out the wounded guy not even thinking that he may need some help with that bleeding, and instead pondering about asking for his number perhaps? She bit her lip... her was cute... And how that uniform, wet from the rain adored his body... U~um~. Astara's 'wasn't me' snapped her back to this world! "Y-youuuu!" She spins around pointing at the giant furry only to realized that it was exactly why the biggest mener of their team said what she did! Clearing her throat she looks back at the RSX agent. "Yeah, those fucking freaks can be handy from time to time." She finally agreed. "I'm not much on helping out with, patching people up, but I will keep watch in case our giant friend returns. Can take a look at the truck too. Is it all busted up to shit? How about the radio, we should contact the HQ let them know you are ok."
Pelle looks to the church for a moment "I believe something is happening in the church, but it seems the furry thing went westward so I'm going west to see if I can find him or her" she fly's to the west keeping an eye out for anything big and furry and keeping up in the sky to get a bit of a cover from whatever the furry thing was
Astara stares down Parthenia. "Uhhhh... me? Hon, I was in a helecopter coming from Oregon when the truck was raided, I can't be in two places at once." She looks ove to the church, and then the truck, andthen the cruch again. "...I'm going to the church. One of ya should come with me, at least... if this thing could wreck a truck, *I* don't even want to be alone with it."
Niles pushes open the door and blinks at the clean and neat eatery inside. In a bit of a daze, he asks for a table. He goes and sits down and starts looking over the menu. He set the menu down on the table. He looked around intently at the diner, drumming his fingers on the table. He scratched at his collar and sighed.
Confused and alone, Estara wandered into the eatery looking a bit cautiously around, sniffing with her does nose even as her cock throbbed and balls sloshed below her. Giving a slight sniffle she wonders inside, "H... hello?" She asks looking to the fennec taur greeter. While welcoming, Estara just seems to wobble there, looking like she didn't know what to do or where to go.
Niles squirms and grumbles on his seat. He stares at the menu and wonders if the listing for 'cum' under beverages was a joke and how ashamed he should be to ask for it. He glances up at the newcomer for a moment then quickly starts ignoring her. Then his nose twitches as her scents waft to him. He arches his back and starts squirming more on the chair. "C'mon, seriously?" He mutters as his tail starts to wave.
Estara sighs deeply a moment, wondering if she should just go again. It seemed that she wasn't really wanted anywhere! She had no real job, and it didn't seem that she was ever going to get one. She sniffles again, the sloshing getting a touch worse as she tries to see if there was anyone around who would look welcoming to her, but... again, no one really. She looks over at the bar, taking a seat in a stool to let her balls dangle below her as she looks over to the drinks, "I... I guess some water?" She says meekly.
Niles looked at the deer through his fingers, which were clutching at his head. His eyes stayed glued onto the doe's balls. This wasn't fair. Wasn't there supposed to be a law against going around naked or something? Studs like her shouldn't be allowed to go around looking so irresistable. He wipes at his mouth and drums his fingers on the table, his tongue hanging out without him realizing it. He squirms a bit more before getting up and moving to the bar, doing his best to hide the growing tent in his pants. "Uh, hi." He says softly to the deer before sitting down next to her. "Uh, mind if I sit here?" He clears his throat and swallows before squirming on the seat a bit.
Estara gulps a bit when Niles gets close to her, wondering a moment, "Umm, ok. Have... have you seen my mother anywhere?" She asks, waiting for Niles to take his seat and sipping on her water when it comes in, "Shi's a taur, kinda fox like, but not, and a bit... umm... well... dragony? Cow? I... I don't really know how to explain it. But... umm, shi's kinda... humany too. But... I don't know." Shi says, twisting the water glass between her hoof-fingered hands a bit. Below her, her balls groan with some kind of displeasure, but she seems to not notice it...
Niles tries, and fails, to keep his eyes off the deer. "I have a feeling I've seen a lot of mothers." He mutters, then his eyes go wide and he looks up at the deer. "You're one of Astara's kids?" His ears perk as her balls grown and his eyes fall to the pair of fuzzy orbs, he shivers. He turns to the bar. "Yeah, uh, c-can I get a-a glass of... cum, please?" He asks in a low voice. Then he nods looking at Estara out of the corner of his eye. "Uh, y-yeah. Astara kinda... owns me, so yeah."
The waitress looks at Niles a bit, shaking her head, "Cum, we don't serve that here, if you are looking for something like that, might want to try the SB building. Naw, why would we serve something like that with the laws as they are?" She asks before continuing to wait, but when Niles says Astara's name and that shi owns him, Estara seems to brighten up! Then... go sad once more, "Oh... so... shi's going on without me then?" Shi asks, heaving a sigh as shi asks.
Niles sinks a bit, his ears drooping and he groans in his throat, almost whining. "Worse than bloody prohibition." He mutters before looking at Estara. "What? Oh, uh, no? I don't think so. She's..." he grunts and squirms as his toes curl. "just a bit tied up, right now. Miss Miranai's mad at her, I think." he turns back towards the waitress. "Look, it's hardly sex if I'm served it in a glass, right?"
The waitress looks over Niles again, "Look, we stopped storing the stuff a while ago. If you want some of that, going to have to go somewhere else." She says again, "Now, would you like some milk or something instead?" She asks. Estara for her party though looks a bit wided, "Grandma's mad? Well... maybe I can help?" She offers, as her cock swells, riding up over her belly and through her cleavage... dripping... oozing... and the scent of rut whafting off of her... but still she seems to pay it no mind...
Niles puts his head in his hand and rests his elbow on the bar. His pupils dilate a bit as the rutted smells ignite his brain. He looks to the deer and nods. "You can help." He says in a husky low voice, leaning forward. "I need cum in me. You're irresistable. S-sorry. But, can we please, /please/, go somewhere private so I can drain your balls?" He asks before his eyes drift down. His mouth opens and his tongue hangs out as his hand moves to carress the deer's shaft through the fabric.
Niles puts his head in his hand and rests his elbow on the bar. His pupils dilate a bit as the rutted smells ignite his brain. He looks to the deer and nods. "You can help." He says in a husky low voice, he gets off his chair. "I... need some cum in me." He moves in front of the deer and presses his nose into the bulge of her dress where her cock is visible. He takes a deep scent of it and shivers. "Please. T-take me somewhere private." He groans as his tongue snakes out and licks at her cock through the fabric. The only thing keeping him from impaling himself on her is her dress, and he's trying to get through that. "And fill me. Anyway you want. Pleeeeease." He groans as he slowly trails his nose down the deer's cock, pressing at the base where the shaft meets the balls and taking a deep breath there. His hands move the dress up, trying to get under it and at those full orbs and the prize within them.
Estara looks more than a bit confused as Niles practically leaps at her! For a moment she's just shocked! But the greeter, looks at the clock a moment, before walking over to lock up the door, "We need to start clean up anyway..." She says with a giggle, shooing off the rest of the staff. Meanwhile, Estara just looks bewildered! "Wh... what are you doing? Umm, what's going on!?" She asks confused, "Hey. If mother owns you, don't I own you too!? What is your name!" She says, trying slightly to push Niles away, as the blinds are closed and a few hushed whispers are heard...
Niles shivers and nods. "I... yes." He says in response to Estara's question. "You owning me sounds... right. Mistress would probably want that" He says in the low voice. He slows down a bit, gritting his teeth, as she starts pushing at him. "My name is Niles. What I'm /trying/ to do is suck your cock until your balls empty into my mouth." He stops and looks up at her. "What? Do you want me to beg?" He asks, his tail waving behind him. His hands, without input from his brain, find their way up under her dress and cup her balls. He shivers at the heavy weight of them and the salty treat that's assuredly hidden within them. His legs start to fold under him as he moves to kneel.
Estara bleets out a bit when Niles gets down infront of her, looking him over, "I... own you then?" She asks, seemingly not entirely sure of what this could mean! She shakes her head a bit, then, nods after, "What... would you begging look like? Be like?" She asks rather innocently at that, and when Niles trikes to cup her balls, they are near immovable with how heavy they are, sloshing VERY loudly at the slightest movement, gurgling even louder at the most minor of provocation. Seems she doesn't empty them often at all! She does at least finally squirm a bit...
Niles nods in response to Estara's first question. He whines and reluctantly takes his hands off her balls. He comes to rest on his knees and holds his hands up and close to his body, begging like a dog. It was the first thing that came to his head. His tail was wagging and his cock was obviously tenting his pants. "P-please, Mistress." He says, his tongue hanging out and panting in between words. "Please give me some of your wonderful cum. I need it so bad. I hate this empty feeling in me. I'll do anything to be filled."
Estara glups a bit when Niles gets down the way he does, tilting her head a bit, "Empty? You smell very full!" She says, still with a high tone to her voice, "But... umm... if you want I guess. What do you have to do?" She asks, "You don't have a pussy, so... how does this work?" She asks, utterly confused!
Niles shakes his head. "It's not enough. Not yet. I keepa plug in me and it's not enough." He starts moving under her dress again. "I have a mouth and an ass. Right now my mouth is closer." He stops, hand on the deer's shaft. "Unless you'd like my ass instead, Mistress?" He asks, his tail still waves and his tongue still hangs out of his mouth. He was shifting from knee to knee before leaning forward and starting to gently lick at the deer's balls as he waits for his answer.
The RSX agent just shakes his head, "I bet the thing is long gone by now, getting really strange with migration shit here and there, some fucking wierd things... ever see a whale walking on land!? Well I did last week." He says, "Naw, I got the truck, just needed some time or someone to help patch me up." He says.
Nathey nodded. "Okay...I will come with you. If there are more injured people there, I could at least see what I can do, if anything." The parrot walked to the side of Astara, smiling encouraging at her, at least as best as his beak allowed him to do.
Parthenia was... Pleasantly surprised by how the bird healed the man. She was expecting him to pull out his dick and start slapping the poor man all over his would but... She nearly teared up herself. Apparently deciding to trust the RSX guy with the tips on migration and his ability to fix machinery she heads for the church. "Right-right." She chucks at Astara passing her, her hand raised up as she beckons the other to to hurry up and enter the church!
Pelle finding herself lost thinks for a moment before looking at a map of the sounding aria and consider a few places the big furry person can have gone to and decides to go to shady keep and flies to the location deciding to tell the rest later after looking at the place for a moment
Astara trots up to the church, though hir steps become more trepid as shi approaches the entryway itself. "Hey, several agents here to help; are we free to come in?" the taur calls out, waiting for permission first, given how the other RSX agent reacted to mutants.
Flying over toward Shady Keep doesn't show much other than the ominous and forboding fort that it is, everything seeming as normal as could be.
Meanwhile, over at the Abandoned Church, Astara's call is answered shortly after, "Agents? Zephyr, New Dawn, RSX type agents?" Calls a rather squeeky voice before opening up the decaying doors! Standing there is a herm latex fox, quite a bit bigger than most in every sense it could be taken, standing slightly taller than Astara was. Completely nude safe for a simple lab coat of sorts cut off at the hips, hir bloated assets all easily on display! "Oh perfect! Finally, was wondering when they'd notice we were missing, come in!" Shi says, ushering towards the decrepet alter, "The other three are behind there, and the people we were bringing in from the outside are in another room checking over their things. But, might need a hand with moving the gear again. I don't want to over stress everyone. I've patched them all up as best I can, but it will be at least a few hours without better medical care before they should be doing anything hard." Shi says, "Oh! I should introduce myself, Dr. Remina. Jasmine Remina." Shi says. Judging by the dripping from hir cock, not yet fully in its sheathe, and the wet spots around where hir four nipples are, it brings into question HOW shi patched up the agents...
Nathey looked at the latex fox. Now, his past did present him with one or the other patron of the establishment he worked at, that was more on the sexual sides of things. But...displaying it so out in the open was still a bit too much for him. But...there were more pressing matters. "Yeah, you are right with the injured. But we have some able hands here to help moving everything. My name is Nathey, and we were dispatched to help you." He looked back at his companions, and then back at the herm in the labcoat. "How many in total are here, though?"
Pelle sing how things looks normal from afar goes closer and lands on a roof of a nearby building or if the shady keep has roofs she will settle on one of them looking around the keep or at least wat she can see after a while she goes to looking in throw windows or any type of cracks in the walls of the keep
Parthenia didn't have much to say... Or ask for that matter. Moving any sort of gear wasn't what she was here for. She wasn't a pack mule and was unable to transform into one no matter how much she wanted to. All the weaponry she brought in wasn't doing her any favours. Overpreperd at best she was. Her nose crinkled when she saw what opened the door. Dripping tits and dick, typical mutant shit right there. She hopped that from now on it would be Nathe doing the healing and not the fox. Pushing by the creature she steps into the church, checking out the place, avoiding all the cum and milk splatters that may be around and just looking for the survivors, trying to see what condition everyone is in and if the Even look human. "I'll keep an eye on perimeter."
Astara's eyes raise when shi gets glimpse of the fox, a little surprised at the oversized herm shi's presented with. Shi... eyes all the squeaky fox's assets a little longer than shi should, before hir professionalism catches up with the lewd part of hir brain. "Oh! I'm Astara, a pleasure to meet you... I uh, won't mind helping out moving equipment, I'm easily the most built for it out of our little squad here. Mind showing me to it?"
Within Shady Keep, everything seems quite normal, but it is evident that approching much more risks being spotted by the dangerous residents within!
As Parthenia looks over the survivers they seem... perfectly fine? Some have some kind of green ointment and unusual bandages, aside from some very small drippings here and there, no cum or milk splatters to speak of!
Dr. Remira gives a slight, squeeked yip when Parthenia just pushed past hir, but looks over to Nathe and Astara, "Well, there are the three in here injured, and a couple of the people they were transporting around got a bit... banged up too, but they are mostly fine. Issue is I know they hurt themselves again when they recollected all their stuff and brought it here to keep it safe while we waited for people to recover enough to fix the truck or for help to arrive." With Astara's offer to help out though, shi gives a slight sigh, placing a hand at the top of hir upper bust, "Oh good, it is heavy though, but a taur shouldn't have too much trouble carrying most of it. If Nathe here and... the... er... human and I help, we should be able to get everyone loaded in again." Shi says, already starting to walk towards the next room.
Parthenia rolls her eyes. Seems like there isn't escaping the cruel fate of being the mule. Well... She is getting payed for this, so, might as well help. Taking orders from that cum fossett was nearly as irritation as staring at it's dick. Nonetheless she took off her rifles Stacking them neatly by one of the far walls and followed everyone else to the next room, now armed with just the magnum and her trusty blade.
"Alright, then let us get to work. I may not be the most strong bird there is, but my heart is at the right place!" The avian chirped encouragingly. "We will get the stuff, and the people back to the safer parts of the city." Nathey walked over to the equipment, and started to take some of the things he actually could carry without too much of a trouble. "I am sorry, Astara and Parthenia, but I leave the heavier stuff to you. No point in me trying to work myself to the ground. Would do more harm than help."
Pelle flutters down to the ground and to one of the entrances of shady keep to get a look at the ground to see if she finds the tracks she was following taking a look around herself to make sure she is alone before looking for the tracks
"Even if I can't take it all, I can at least still help... no sense in making the less-able do *more* work while I just stand here and twiddle my thumbs!" Astara replies, following Dr. Remira; shi turns to Nathe and makes a calming gesture, quickly replying "No no, it's no problem, dear. You've done a lot."
As Pelle lands and looks around at the ground and entrance of the keep, there are no sounds that seem unusual, just the typical whaling Spectrals and Accursed Witches or the heavy steps of Bogart Knights threatening to at least attempt to make quick work of anyone who dare step within what they think is 'their' home.
In the other room it is easy to see what might have caused the latex fox doctor to be as drippy as shi is. There are a few here, trolls, two headed ogres, even a husky, looking like she was either recently seeded or three months along, still nursing... someone, they don't look like a child at least not anymore, but a few minutes ago... or an hour ago? To the side a pair of mostly humans are working on a thing, "I'm sorry John, but it's just plain shot. And even if we got it working, what would we hook it up to?" Says one, as he gives a soft bang to... it looked like a large speaker. "It isn't like any of us has an MP3 player or anything, just leave it." The troll shakes his head, "If you think that's best... I mean, how am I going to be a DJ ever again anyway?" He asks. The rest of the stuff looks like more simple supplies. Clothing, books, pots, pans, like they were simply moving, but indeed it would all be heavy...
True to his words, Nathe only carried a load that he could without overexerting himself. He looked at the troll. "A DJ? Don't give up your dreams! Fairhaven needs people that bring the color back. It's why I am training to become an idol! To help the people escape that dull life with only sex in mind. To give them other thoughts, to have them think about the nice things." The avian smiled his bird-ish smile. "So...instead of thinking that you can't do it, find a way to make your dream come true, make it fit yourself!"
Pelle seeing how there is no signs of the tracks takes to the air again and looks for a another entry point with seams like a big furry person can use keeping wary of the feral's in the aria and trying not to be seen by them keeping her eyes out for anything big and furry as well
Astara takes mental stock at everything in the room while everyone chatters, the oddity of the scene making hir raise an eyebrow once more for a moment, shaking it off after. "Alright, what's the heaviest thing you all have here? Gonna take as much as I can, so load up what you can on me."
Parthenia looks over all the junk that they were about to transport and shakes her head. Not too much valuables. Mostly just... Things that can be easily replaced. It also seemed like everyone was rather calm, and in a good condition, more or less. Doing their things, fixing toys, dreaming dreams. She waited for Nathe to grab what he can and and got to work on sorting stuff out for herself. Stacking it up, making it easier to carry. Eventually she had to ask the two fixer uppers to give her a hand, trying to grab as much as she can and even more stuff piled up on her. "Thanks, she nodded. "Now load that wagon too." She smirked tilting her head towards Astara before heading out.
Aside from the main door, there doesn't seem to be much in the way of alternate access points into the keep itself. There doesn't seem to be any unusual sounds or sights coming from the keep, and it wasn't like something large enough to topple over a truck could just hide.
Carrying all the gear and possessions with Astara around wasn't much difficulty, even more so with the sound system and media player on wheels to let hir just pull. Upon arriving back though, the truck is sputter... sputtering... sputtering, and then it fires to life! "There we go! Got it going again, the radio's still out, but hell, we can worry about that when we get back. Load up and let's go, we're only... oh... three fourths of a day late!" Says the human mechanic from the driver's side as everyone gets close enough to hear.
The troll looks over to Nethe, "Hey, you think DJing was my dream? It was my job, but maybe you are right. Following my dreams... I guess I'd be a chef then. I wonder if the RSX crew needs a chef?" To which one of the injured RSXers gives a pained laugh, "If you know how to grill a sandwich without burning it, we need you..."
Nathey laughed. "Well, I guess having a good cook is also something to help people get their mind off of the hardships." He loaded his stuff into the truck, and looked around. "Well, if that is it, then, it was a lot less...dangerous than I thought...which is a good thing!"
