Stock The Pond - Final Run - RPLOG
From Flexible Survival
Participants
Date
4/8/2016
Log
Aaron waits patiently for people to start arriving, sitting in a worn-out looking lawn chair overlooking the river. Any moment now, people will be along to find out all about the fish waiting in the river. How many people, what kind of people? Who knows? As long as they're willing to help out, it's all good.
Fenris jogs along the riverbank, wearing saffron monk robes. No, there is no telling where he got it. The tubby tanuki has his sword and his spear slung across his back. Joining them, however, is a long, bamboo fishing pole! "Did someone say fishing?" he asks, waving a flyer.
Clopclop. Clopclop. Clopclop. Astara is trotting over to where the poster said to go, the demonic centauress smiling as she sees Aaron, as well as another! "Heya, Aaron! Good to see you again." She looks to the tanuki, bowing politely as she introduces herself. "Hello, I am Astara."
Erythraeum wanders up without her usual set of full body armor, though she still has her riot shield and shotgun on-hand. She takes a look at the gathered morphs and smiles. "So... This seems to be the right place, right? And we're... Fishing? I'm not the most... Familiar with how this works..." She admits as she walks up the surface of the water and looks down into it.
With far less audible fanfare aside from some clinking equipment a vixen pads toward the group from along the shoreline, evidently having gotten here early but wandered off to the side. She's wearing a blue vest with twin red crosses on either upper breast and a backpack with the Zephyr logo on it... but over her shoulder she's carrying a small bundle of rods, evidently with the advertised purpose of this outing in mind. "So this is where people are gathering - better to do anything in a group in these woods." Her eyes flit between the others present, nodding amiably to Aaron in recognition. "Rhennick, med-tech... and apparently fisher for the evening. So how are we going to do this?"
Aaron looks out among the small crowd, quirking her head to one side...hmm. Wonder if more people would've shown up if she'd advertised how freeform this is...ah well. "Ladies and gentlebeasts, I've gathered you here today for these." She holds up a fairly large picture of a fairly unusual-looking fish, with vermillion scales and a long, thin body shape. "These are the last fish Cat Town needs in order to breed a steady food supply. Your task today, should you choose to accept it, is to catch these fish - ALIVE - and return them to these two tanks." Gesturing to either side of her, she indicates two large fish tanks, already full with clean water. "I don't care what tools you use. I don't care how you do it. I don't even care if you catch some different fish as food. I just care that you get me at least two of these fish, alive. Everyone clear on our mission?"
Fenris leans in to look at the picture of the fish. "Sure!" he says with a smile, "There any kind of bait they like?" He asks, then looks at his fishing pole. He frowns. "Maybe a hook isn't the best for this kind of thing," he admits, "I'll save it until we catch the red fish!" The Tanuki starts to carefully gird up his robe with his rope belt.
Astara nods, giving Aaron a thumbs-up. "Got it! No killing. Though... I can't say I exactly know how to fish." She smiles sheepishly, a little blush of embarassment spreading across her face from the fact she showed up on a fishing mission without the prerequisite skills.
Erythraeum looks between the others present for a moment, trying to figure out what the plan is, then steps away from the water as Rhennick appears, as she's curious about the sticks on the vixen's back. She opens ber mouth like she intends to speak, but is cut off by Aaron before she can get a word out. The wolf taur turns to look at the bunny and tilts her head as the objective is explained. "Hmmm. Doesn't /sound/ too difficult, I think?" She says, then turns to Astara and chuckles. "Nor do I... This is... Pretty new to me." She walks up to the river again and starts trying to spot the fish in question swimming down it. "Let's see, how common are these things, you think?"
Rhennick peers at the picture of the fish, then raises a fuzzy eyebrow in curiosity. "I'll second the question about their bait, and add asking if we know where they tend to be - deep, shallow, cold, warm. Plus I'm curious what is so special about THOSE two fish, and what they are..." The vixen pulls off her backpack and sets it down, along with some of the rods she was carrying - selecting one with a sort of clip and wire on the end of it, apparently designed with catch-and-release in mind.
Aaron notes to Erythraeum, "My answer so far is 'not very common at all'. I fully expect all of you to catch some fish before you get lucky." That said, she looks out to the rest of the crowd. "I have no idea what kind of bait they like; I'm absolutely useless at fishing, so I haven't landed a single one. That's why I arranged this little get-together: Cat Town has been getting by on what it could scrape together for too long, and Zephyr is doing approximately /dick/ about it, so I'm taking up the challenge. And so are you, as it turns out!" She moves to sit back down in her lawn chair. "I hope you have better luck than me. I'll be here minding the tanks and standing guard against feral attacks."
Fenris has discarded his outer robe and has tied the rest around his waist before happily splashing out into the water, leaving his robe and weapons and a small pack on the shore. The Tanuki wades out until he is up to his big round belly. He then watches the water attentively, his arms outstretched to either side. He can't actually mean to catch these fish with his bare hands?
Astara watches with a raised eyebrow as the tanuki rather unceremoniously gets to work... without a fishing pole, or net, or anything. She looks over to the other taur, walking besides her. "Well, I guess we're together then in our unexperiencedness, huh? I'm Astara, by the way. Hopefully between the two of us, we can make one competent fisher!"
Erythraeum frowns a bit at Aaron's answer, though her own watching of the water seems, so far, to agree with the rabbit's conclusion, as she's not seen one, though that honestly means less than nothing, in the long run. Before too long, one of the others wades out into the water and Erythraeum stands still and blinks for a moment, not sure what to say to that. "Wai- Uh. Shouldn't we... You know, /not/ scare the fish?" She asks, then turns when she's addressed by Astara. "Ah, hello! My name is Erythraeum, though... That's a mouthful, so you can just call me Eryth, or Ery... Or whatever, really." She shakes herself a little bit and shrugs. "Doesn't much matter to me.
