RSX Test Drive - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
8/5/2013
Log
The group is escorted downstairs by a female in army fatigues, "As I'm sure you're all aware, keeping vehicles operating has proved quite difficult since P day. Even our best mechanics find them breaking down days, sometimes hours, after repair."
The female appears to be predominantly human, though her feet are large feline paws, defying any attempt to put boots on them. The fur of them looks spotted.
The fox-featured girl named Kirstan nods, "Tell me about it, the amount of work it takes to keep my rifles in working condition is going up by the day, having to hunt around for some new barrels for them soon too." she seems quite ready to grumble along about maintenance issues.
Miranai was her mostly to visit her children, but seeing how they were talking about mechanics and such, she decided she'd stick around and see what was going on. "Umm.. oh.. y..yes fixing.. up some of.. these.. tools can be.. rough. I'm always running out of parts to.. tinker with." she says. The oddly colored fox taur pads along following the female with feline paws.
Tyl sticked to the back of the group, following along a few steps behind the rest as it was his plan just to observe and for the most part, stay out of the way. He was very curious about their technology demonstration though, due to his recent aquisition. Information provided here would be extremely valuable to him, unless it was just some begging-for-attention demonstration of how good a bunch of blueprints look on a projector screen. Violet tail flickered back and forth in a restrained excitement, and was careful not to hit anyone who might be bothered. 'Never know around RSX types,' he thought to himself.
Tiar shambles along and follows the speaker, listening and looking around at the semi-familiar area. He says nothing, rubbing the air where his jaw used to be as he attempts to think about where this could be going. He finally moans, rather sloppily "Will they eventually stop working completely?" as he considers the idea of limited resources.
Alkain hmms? as he wanders in with Miranai and nods in agreement with that, "Yeah, it can be hard to find parts." he looks around curiously a bit as he walks along, not having been here before
"So long as we keep putting in new parts, they keep working, but that's not very practical," states the RSX agent as she emerges into the garage, where many cars rest in various states of disrepair. She approaches one with a tarp over it, "But an idea came to our techs, and we're hoping you can give it a test spin while getting some important work done along the way."
Kirstan raises an eyebrow, "An idea? This sounds interesting, what does it do?" she asks, clearly not wanting the 'special info' behind it, just the results.
Miranai looks about at the decaying vehicals and nods, "Yes.. not... not practical at all, but.. if.. if you need help I could try a few things.." She stays close to Alkain, mostly for her own comfort. As the group stops at a betarped object though she goes quiet and waits to take a look.
Tyl would chuckle quietly to himself when it was revealed that they were to become test subjects in a little experiment, and his faith in the RSX boys and girls in the tech department was restored. 'Gods bless thee, kind and vigilant souls,' he would think to himself, still smirking. Remaining quiet, not wanting to get in the way of all the talking other members of this little group were doing, the feline pushed forwards with a song in his step.
Tiar perks up at the word work, ready and willing to take on any assigned tasks. As for driving, he can't make heads or tails of the vehicles besides the seats, and has no hope of understanding how to do so. "What job do you have for us?" he says as normally as he possibly can, attempting to keep slightly on his superiors good sides.
Alkain nods at that and hmms, "Yeah, it stands to reason that we'd run out of parts..." he smiles at Mira and keeps a hand on her taurback as he looks on curiously, eyeing the tarp'd vechicle curiously
Tack, the claw of the RSX agent clicks against the floor as she pivots in place. A hand reaches out, and she wrenches the tarp free, revealing the gleaming car beneath, clearly well taken care of, "You may have heard of the adjustments we've made to the helicopters. We've been working on and off to make similar changes to the cars. More tricky than you'd have thought. I'm not a tech myself," she says, patting at her chest where a badge rests, "Logistics division. Which brings us to the point of today's activity. There are several small towns at the outlying edge of the bubble that need resupply. Normally we send agents out on foot with the car packages, today, you get the car."
* care
Miranai looks over the car, with a bit of amazement. She takes time to note down it's general structure, as well as how it might work. "Umm. excuse me.. but, how.. how much life would this have? How.. how far could it go?" she asks wondering its specs. As an inventer herself she was curious as if this could be recreated, maybe if she had a chasis... and some parts. The gears of her head start spinning rapidly.
Tyl raised an eyebrow as the RSX agent told them they'd be taking this beautiful looking machine out for a test drive on a care package dropoff... towards the edge of the bubble. Dangerous territory, a valuable machine, and a bunch of random, lucky mutants, most of whom didn't seem to have any ties to RSX? Call him paranoid, but he didn't like the sound of this mission mutch anymore. He LOVED it. Thank goodness he was prepared. "More importantly, who gets the keys?" he'd ask after Miranai.
Nodding, the vixen smiles at this, "You want us along, I assume, in case any trouble turns up." she asks, although it doesn't seem to be a question. A furred hand reaching up to follow the lines of the vehicle, "What kind of resistance are we facing?" This, however, very much is.
Tiar thinks about it for a while and formulates that, the packages go to towns, and that a ride is in order for the task. "Okay Miss... ah..." he moans a little before stopping, not knowing what to call her he just leaves it at that, his job is simple, and it's time to go unless they have anything else to say.
Alkain blinks at the car and tilts his head, "Oh really?" he looks it over and smiles, "Cool." he nods to Mira and chuckles, "Good question, how long will it last?" he hmms? at the others and nods in agreement with their questions
That badge gets one more tap, "Logistics, not R
