Between a Roc and a hard place - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
30/5/2016
Log
As hasty as the call for volunteers was, Mike clearly looks like he'd rather be anywhere else. As he addresses the various agents gathered, he does not look happy. "Look, I ain't happy to be here, I'd much rather be doing my regular routes than dropping you off way out in the woods, but Z owns the copter, so I gotta fly where and when they ask." He ruffles through some papers on a clipboard, pulling a printout of a photograph of an absolutely huge bird. "So, I got this from the news copter's camera, and it's basically all we got to work with. As you can see, this thing is huge, and is carrying a cow in one of its talons. Normally, we'd write it off as a Kaiju attack or something, but those don't make big ass nests in trees out of the bubble." He hands the printout around, going by scale, this is definitely bigger than the copter. By looks of it, the creature is some sort of raptor.
Rihko gives Mike a small smile and nods her head. "Yes. Usually. I've heard of some kaiju-sized birds, but they tend to stay in the bubble - makes things easier." She looks over the reports, her tails curling around herself. "Well... found the nest, then? And we're just going to go... Deal With It?"
Edel pulls her hair back in a ponytail as she steps up towards Mike, nodding. "Well! Big flying things, huh," she comments, testing the string on her bow. "Well! What's our mission, then? Are we to bring it down? Or is this a recon task to find out more?" She asks, ear flicking as she smiles at Rihko. "Well, we did say we wanted to go hunting... But this isn't quite what I had in mind."
Even though she isn't the best when it comes to fighting things, Rorne joins in on the expedition to at least offer a helping hand with the medical side of things! Of course, when she approaches Mike and sees the reports and the picture, she lets out a soft sigh. "Well, this could be interesting," she mutters, shaking her head. "Also, hey Edel. Fancy seeing you here, huh?"
Zophah walks up to the group with Mike, checking her gear for an exo-bubble hunt. Promethian helmet, RSX medical vest, light intensification goggles on her forehead, flasks of who-knows-what chemical, laser cannon strapped under her arm, bow and quiver strapped on her back... "So we get to fight that? Do we know anything about it other than it's size and location?"
Joining the team, the Dusk Dragon arrives checking his equipment. Once everything is in place he walks up and joins the rest of the group but he remains silent. He knows the majority of his powers will be gone but he still has a few tricks up his sleeve. Like a monofilament katana. He watched the picture and his eyes widen a little bit. But he then assumes his calm demeanor again. This wasn't going to be a joyride of any kind.
Aranor walks in casually up to the others assembled. The rather busty breasted bird looks around for a moment before settling in on Mike. "You have a bird problem?" She looks at the photo for a moment. "Whoa, that IS a big bird." Now turning her focus elsewhere she says, "Hello everyone, everyone here to check out the bird? I hope it doesn't take all the food, I like the occasional meat every now and then. Vegetables can get a bit bland, can only cook them in so many ways. Less beef for us, harder I have to work to enjoy a nice savory treat every once in a while!"
"I feel obligated to mention that one of the farmers took a couple potshots at this... thing. Ex-army guy. Was a designated marksman in Desert Storm. Now, maybe he just missed, but I didn't see any signs of injuries when I tailed it." The gryphon coughs, ears flattening slightly. "As I said, it ain't a mutant, best anyone can tell." He gestures towards the picture. "Nest is fairly new, but empty. I got out of there after it made a dive for the copter. Naturally, I'mma be dropping you a distance from the nest, but I've got a map here for you." He pulls something else from the clipboard, an old topographic map of the area, with a large x marked in the midst of a stand of trees. He passes it to Rihko, expecting it to be passed around. "When ya'll are ready, we can head out. I'll give you a flare gun to fire when you want to be picked up. Should be visible for miles, there's two spare flares in the handle. Just point it upward and fire."
Rihko tilts her head, frowning, and her ears go flat. "... really, huh? That is bizzare. Well, then, I am ready." She nods her head, looking over the map before she passes it along.
Edel takes a peek at the map in turn before nodding and sending it down the line. "Well. I've no questions. We will see what's up out there," she says before nodding at Rorne. "Are you surprised? When it comes to matters out of the bubble, not many these days are more prepared than I. It's a given that I'd be here!" She chimes, starting for the helicopter to get settled in.
Rorne looks over the map, nodding. "Alrighty," she replies, adjusting her gear a moment, glancing to Zophah. "I'd honestly prefer against fighting it, if possible, really. Looking at its size, those talons will be more than deadly, especially outside of the bubble." She shrugs. "Plus we don't know what it's up to. Empty nest could mean it's preparing to lay, too, which could lead to... other complications." She sighs, shaking her head. "Edel, I'm not surprised at all. Find it funny that this is our first excursion out of the bubble together."
Zophah takes a look at the map that was passed to her, taking a moment to memorize it before passing it along. "I'm surprised something that big is outside of a bubble. It certainly would have to have been born or created inside a bubble for being unnatural. I'm going to have to take notes on this." She checks her bag for a spare notebook, making note that everything is still there before everyone leaves for the mission. "All set."
Aranor takes her turn to look at the map and reads it over. "Come to think of it, it's harder for critters inside the bubble to survive. I bet with something like that around it ran out of food in it's home ran out of food or something I wonder if we can convince it to go somewhere else? At least it's not eating people. Thing we should try and find out where it came from while we can?" She looks to the others and takes a breath. "Being out of bubble worries me, but hopefully, it won't care too much about hurting one of us."
As Mike starts the helicopter's blades spinning, he audibly mumbles something about "Not eating people yet." The flight is short, thankfully, heading towards a relatively close redwoods grove. The nest is clearly visible, stretching across the canopies of several of the huge trees. The gryphon puts down in an old parking lot, not even letting the blades spin down. As the last passenger prepares to disembark, Mike hands them the flaregun from his seat. "I'm not sticking around here, as I said before, shoot off a flare when you're ready for pickup." Based on the map, the group is about a mile's walk from the landing site, the remains of a primitive hiking trail leading towards the nest. The chopper takes off, leaving the agents alone in the quiet.
Rihko waves Mike off, then resettles her grip on her spear; when not being used for self defense, it does make an admirable walking stick as well. The catsune's tails flick, and she begins making her way towards the nest's site.
Edel waves the chopper off before stretching out and nodding at Rihko, setting off with her without so much as a glance at the others. "Oh, well. I suppose you've got a point there, Rorne. Should be an interesting experience then! Though I can't say I act much the same when I'm on assignment."
Rorne's gaze lingers on that huge nest, a little bit of something building within her... envy? Either way, she can't help but note just how huge the nest is! The bird that made it would have to be equally huge, so probably even bigger than the pictures make it look. "I have only been out of the bubble to go to other towns, really. Haven't been out of one for the sake of an excursion before." She shrugs, doing a quick once over on her gear, making sure everything is there. "And I don't think we'll be able to easily convince it to leave, either. It could very well be just a feral creature, so reasoning with it will be difficult."
Zophah shudders when they passed outside the bubble, and seems unsettled the entire trip to the location. "It never feels good when I leave a bubble. Hopefully no one gets hurt." When the chopper set down and she set out, she checked her gear again, even though it's much too late to change anything about it. At Rorne's comment Zophah adds: "I came to Fairhaven from Tahoe on foot. I've never seen anything like this before though."
Aranor hops in the chopper and watches the scene change as they fly by, tempted to jump out and try her own wings. When the bubble can be felt thinning, the temptation is brushed aside in favor of surving. As she watches the trees fly under her and sees the nest, her eyes go wide in awe. "Whoa.... that IS a big bird." Once they set down she stretches her legs as she disembarks. "If someone gets hurt, I hope my milk still helps. I brought some snacks too! My NICE is a bust without some nanites though." She takes a moment to stare, but snaps herself out of it to look to the group. "I'm Aranor by the way." She chirps. "Been a while since I've been a phoenix. I think I've met some of you, but my memory is a bit foggy."
Fortunately, the terrain is flat, and from the size of the bird in the image, no way it was getting down here, at least. Around the first bend in the trees is an old ranger station, a rusting axe stuck in the door, which has been forced open.
Rihko seems to be, for all she cares, out on a leasuirely stroll - apparantly she gets out of the bubble enough that the effects are not throwing her off too much. She even whistles a little, although the sound dies as they find the station. Rihko sniffs at the air, then pokes around the door, looking for snares.
Edel looks up at the nest before making her way towards the station with Rihko, ears perked and attentive as she listens for any sounds that might be within. "See anything, Rihko?" She asks, trying to peek through a window, tail wagging slowly behind her.
The cabin is silent, hell, the park is silent, aside the the occasional songbird.
Rorne keeps up quite well with the group, listening to the songbirds happily. Though, when she reaches the cabin, she stops, quickly looking around it, taking care where she steps: Can't be too careful! She strides around the outside of the cabin, looking at the walls, the immediate area, looking for any supplies, anything at all, that could be anywhere around it. Though likely to find nothing, it couldn't hurt to look around, at the very least, before stepping inside.
Zophah follows in the back of the group, keeping an eye out for the beast if it ever ambushed them outside the nest. Apon reaching the looks at the axe in the door, thinking to herself the physics of applied force and strength needed to do so. Once everyone else made their checks outside the ranger station, she decided to take a look inside, making sure that nothing is wired to opening the door or stepping in. "I doubt there are traps set up, but it can't hurt to be careful."
The outside of the cabin is mostly bare, the first aid station emptied long ago. There is a shed with a shattered lock, though it mostly has rope and a few axes... Identical to the one stuck in the front door, though lacking rust. The rope appears to be nylon, with a hook at one end. Grappling hook! Inside the cabin, a cabinet has been overturned, revealing climbing belts and a dozen or so shoe spikes designed for scaling trees or telephone poles. Ought to be useful. Though, there are no harnesses in sight.
Aranor casually walks near the cabin and stays out of everyones way. Her attempts to socialize have fallen on deaf ears. She looks around curiously, casually walking inside and scanning the room for anything interesting. She takes some time, looking for various things, especially a desk or somewhere with paperwork. She hasn't seen a place like this before and perhaps papers may prove to sate her curiosity about the time before her.
There are indeed papers all over the desk. Most of them date to early February 2008, but a few are from the previous summer. Nothing about giant birds or nests. There is a receipt for climbing gear dated 20th February 2008, though. Shame the park didn't get their money's worth of the new purchase, otherwise it'd not be here for the group.
Rihko gives Edel a small shake of her head. "No, I don't. Grab the climbing gear and anything else that looks useful, then let's move on?" She watches the group for a moment, then her ear flicks and she looks back out through the forest, eyes moving up towards the canopy. "I smell it, Edel. By the way. Like a phoenix, but with less fire. ... I am very worried."
Edel nods and helps herself to the climbing gear, coiling the rope around her shoulder before looping the belts around her arm. "Well! That's an interesting thing to smell, Rihko... A bird spirit, hmmm...Building a nest. I wouldn't be worried, though. If that is the case, chances are it can be reasoned with."
Rorne approaches the other cabin, carefully slipping in, making sure to stay nice and safe as she does. Rope, grappling hook, and axes. After a bit of working at it, Rorne manages to get the rope and hook wrapped around her neck, hanging down to carry it in some way at least. With that, at least, she makes her way out, still making sure not to get out safely, not letting the rope catch on anything as she returns to the group. However, even though Rorne can smell it, she isn't noticing it, at least not yet...
Zophah keeps track that nothing useful was left behind before joining everyone else outside. She smells at the air too to check waht everyone else is getting to and realizes that she's making a big target on her with how much fertility she's advertising. "Does anyone heve a scent masker?" She double checks her own bag only to frown, she didn't make one beforehand.
