Alpha Unit, Love at First Bite - RPLOG
Participants
Date
11/12/2014
Log
The streets are dirty, dark and ring hollow with the sounds of skittering feet just out of sight. Glowing eyes flash at you from the abandoned buildings on every side and small mad laughs and shrieks of passion hit you from here and there. The co-ordinates uploaded into your comm said to meet a field agent here, with a briefing to follow. Heck, Zephyr was paying well for this but something about how the comm officer has sounded was...off. She'd been clear though, if you accepted and and couldn't deliver the goods unharmed, you'd lose your bonus on this one and they promised a pretty hefty gain for results. Upon arrival, you find the agent already waiting for you, a dark black shadow leaning against an open doorway, tossing a large black axe up in the air and catching it one handed as she surveys the streets. Nodding to each of you as you arrive, she stands up, reaching down to her side and securing the blade in a kevlar carry before coming forward, the Shadow Dragoness nodding as her ears twitch "So, they did send some worthwhile people at least, welcome." Loveblade glances around the group "Let's get started then, I'm Loveblade and I know some of you, but not all, though if you're here it's because you were called. Call me Love." she glances around and turns back "So, let's make the introductions quick, the clock is ticking and we need to get focused here. Names?" she says with a thrum, her voice taking on a pleasant purr.
Thelergramor approaches that there Loveblade, whistling idly to his foxy self with all his crazy weapon son his vest, binocular-goggles worn on his head and such. "My name's John. Yep. John. One hundred percent John." He chuckles. "Not at all, really. I'm Thelergramor, and this is my boomstick." Tips his head towards the shotgun mounted on his back. "Plus... if anyone lies like I just did... check your comm unit. Probably tell you who we are." The fox sits, peers around unconcerned. "So, what's all this then?"
Valorie gave a polite nod to Loveblade as he approached, spinning a hefty pistol as she walked. "I think you might remember me,
Meanwhile a certain pony is following after Thele though he probably doesn't notice she's tagging along since she's not gone and boobhatted him. Then again Nekura is rather distracted by her rut right now so thinking clearly is a bit challenging at best. Nnng, they better find someone she can stick her hard-on in and soon!
Valorie gave a polite nod to Loveblade as she approached, spinning a hefty pistol as she walked. "I think you might remember me, Love." She chuckles, holstering the pistol with a quick flourish. "Whats the situation?"
Arimia makes her way toward those already gathered, though she remains a short distance away from the others. Possibly out of politeness, as she has a cigarette held between her lips, smoke curling from the tip. Unlike the others, it seems, she's content to not show off her weapons, the swords hanging from her hips hidden under her coat. In her usual emotionless monotone she replies, "I'm Arimia."
The form of a large 13 foot dragon's grand gleaming wing flap quick slowing hir descent as shi comes in for a landing, covered in glowing mirror like scales on hir large frame cast a faint light about hir, as shi readies hir gear removing several large medical tools from hir nano packs, shi hook them to hir heavy to a harness upon hir heavy combat armor along with hir stun baton, Seguro turns to Loveblade hissing hir reply. "Hmm I am agent Segruo of Zypher, I am afraid you already know much about me Love."
Loveblade looks to each of you as you speak, her eyes bright golden slits the dark street with occasional flashes of deep blue, specialized armor covers her from neck to foot, twelve tails swaying and writhing among one another with long slow strokes. She glances up to check the moon and waves everyone in close, crouching down to the street and pulling out a flashlight from her pocket before she gets to work "Okay, heres' the situation," she starts, curling a massive wing over her work to cover the light "We have an agent who was taken and captured by feral elves, and converted. Their mind didn't make it and our comm reports have them scampering madly from spot to spot. Last time I checked, she was" she pauses here for emphasis, one obsidian claw scratching out a map into the tarmac, quickly and efficiently marking street names around rough building shapes. "here. A building about a block away, and surrounded by other elves. What we're after, or rather what you're going to be going after isn't anything you can cary, it's that agent herself, whole and with her head undamaged. This is important. If she suffers damage to her skull, you may lose the bonus. If she dies, the mission is called and a note will be filed with your record." Love makes sure to meet all of your eyes at this last statement, her voice taking on a deeper tone "I can't stress this enough, you need to get to her, alive and unharmed. Once you get to her, use this device, it will allow you to access the Data port she has behind her ear and download a file from her NICE unit. Zephyr wants it, bad. The scientists who got the last status report from her comm were practically frothing at the mouth, or so I'm told."
Handing over a small black box with a sliding usb dongle on the side and a catch that opens to reveal a toggle, Love looks up "Fairly easy, subdue, insert USB, press toggle, hold for ten seconds. An orange light will show when the file is transferred." she stops and looks up "At no time should you allow her head to come to harm, and the agent herself should be returned to Zephyr with the file. Are there any questions?" Loves eyes flash in the night, her jaw tight and look very, very serious.
Thelergramor shakes his head, having no questions. "Nope. Simple enough. I do have a lack of hands though... Let them have that box and all. So, any rules of engagement here? Are we free to gun them down, burn them blow 'em to dust or... Basically, do we -need- to leave the elves breathing?" He had a question, apparently...
Valorie nods, understanding the situation. "Alright. I'm game. Wound but do not kill? Got it. I am an expert at blowing out kneecaps and incapitation." She says, the oversized rifle on her back seeming to back her statement up.
A ringing noise from Nekura's cellphone causes her to say, "Oops, looks like I don't have time for this. Tata!" before going back the way she came.
Arimia tilts her head slightly to one side, one vulpine ear twitching as she listens. She moves her shoulders in a small shrug and asks, "What of damage to the agent after extraction of the data? If it has gone feral, then I do not imagine it will just come along quietly. Knocking it unconscious, depending on how it were done, could damage the skull, so that would be out. But sliced tendons would heal, but leave it unable to escape, and without risking the skull." Plucking the cigarette from her lips and tossing it to one side she glances toward Valorie and says, "She said unharmed. Personally I find having my kneecaps shot harming. Tendons sliced as well, but that is why I asked about it."
