Capturing Wolves - Caged - RPLOG
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Date
18/3/2017
Log
Along the chopper ride down to Portland from Washington, the support team seems very very uneasy. The Sergent in charge of them works to give them something else to focus on, tighting up their packs, ensuring everything is prepared. Rifles loaded, TEAMs at the ready, though if it came to using those, it was likely too late anyway. "How are you lot doing? You'll be going into the thick of it." Says the mostly human Sergent. According to his name badge, he's Rothern. "Remember, you will be out of bubble the whole time, I'm not going to risk Asurel there," pointing to his corporal, "out in the field itself. We'll be establishing a cap near the city, about where the last expidition went. Assuming nothing much has changed, it is still clear." He says. The only aspects about him not human, are his tail, some kind of lizard, and the fact he has a pair of small breasts. "Any questions?" He asks.
Astara was just as uneasy as everyone else was; a uniting factor, it seems, between the mutated and non-mutated. The taur was sandwiched into the 'copter, and for once, actually dressed: her top half has a combat vest purpose-made for her, stretched wide over her chest. It is even waterproofed from her prodigious production of milk! "Well, what's going to happen from there?"
The little hyena girl in her tanktop and cargo pants seems to have an anxious expression painted on her face, sensing the general vibe of those around her, tail pinned and ears folded back a bit. Looking to Astara as she speaks, the hyena forces a smile. "Whatever happens, we stick together and we'll be fine." she says to reassure her friends and everyone else present.
Arris puts away a candy bar sie was eating and raises hir hand. "Sir, care to remind us what we can expect to be up against? Any particular weaknesses we can exploit, or strengths we should be wary of?" Sie gives hirself a pat on the back, making sure sie had all sie needed - a triage kit, a bolt-action rifle, and a spear.
Nayru was checking the conditions of her equipment on the chopper ride to Portland. Making sure that everything was in proper operational order on their way over. She seemed relatively calm, though outward appearances were never to be trusted. Especially not with the shadowy hoodie wearing bunny with a flurry of tails behind her. Yet the meditation of doing the last minute condition check on her equipment seemed to be doing well at keeping her mind occupied off the possibilities that could happen on a mission like this. With a small nod, she places her third and final drone back into it's spot into her ducktape backpack and looked at the others that were there. A small confident smile growing on her face while she silently listened to the others talk about what was going to happen on the mission they were about to attempt to do.
Blanche is laying on her side in a corner, avoiding moving too much or being in the way. For a moment, she misses being able to sit on chairs, but shrugs at the thought and stares out the closest window. "How are we supposed to get a live packmind anyway? Ask nicely? I hope someone here can wrestle one of those things down without getting eaten in the process. I don't know much about how those things work, but from what I gather, you don't want to be caught by them. Be careful everyone."
Nekura meanwhile is trying not to simultaneously hump the females in the helicoptor or ride the other herm there due to the fact she's quite Rut AND heat-induced. This will probably make a rather interesting trip considering she'll want to ride (or be ridden) every other mutant they come across. Unlike all the others though she seems to be sans any clothing or armor though she does have an amulet on her neck and a backpack. To no surprise it does nothing to keep her modest from behind. The straps probably won't hold up to a horny mutant pulling on them from that direction either. Scandalous!
Looking around again at the mass of people about, the Sergent gets to answering questions, "Well, when we land, we will be setting up tents and a small post to let everything run smoothly from there. We will have water, food, and a temporary, small bubble set up. Now, as you know, even if you are infested by a packmind, you can't be changed if you aren't in a bubble. Packminds also seem to fight strongly against most any form of vacination we have. You really don't want to be infested by one of them if you are naturally immune to being mutated." He mentions, then goes on, "As for how to capture on, that's up to you all. We have a cage in the back with the larger pieces of gear, but as for how to lure one in, or if it would be better to beat one down, or how ever you all try to do this, that's up to you. We're just here to hold down the camp while you work." He explains.
"Sergent, we will be landing in fifteen minutes, make sure everyone's ready." "Sir, understood." A short talk through the two way comm going to and from the troop section and the cockpit. "You heard the Major, get ready for touch down."
Arris nods, getting up from hir seat and picking the rifle up off from hir back. "Alrighty, sounds good." Sie walks over to the doors, standing by them and waiting for the chopper to land so sie can get off the heli. "Alright team, when we get down, I'm going to find a tall place to shoot from. I'll message you on your comms if I see anything to be wary of. For clarity, what do the rest of you intend to do?" The gator flicks out hir comm unit, checking it and setting up a voice chat on it.
Astara looks over to Nayru, and wraps around her, giving her a little side-hug. "I've got your back, Nayru; we'll be fine. And the same to you, Blanche, and Jaqui!" She smiles, and waits patiently for the helicopter to set down... not that she's particularly patient to get out of this tin-can and get back on the ground.
Between wanting to ride the alligator and ride the other females in the chopper Nekura couldn't think much other than she wanted the chopper to land so she wasn't made to stare at all these nice tits that are at her eye level. Yet at the mention of getting infected by a packmind she doesn't seem to be paying attention, instead staring at Astara's groin and resisting the urge to make grabby paws at it. Being in-heat is pretty much par for the course during missions but being in Rut too was making it real fun. "You could stick me in the cage to use as bait to lure the packmind into it," she snickers.
As the chopper comes down with a thud, and the Sergent's men move out quickly to start unloading the tents and other gear, he continues to answer questions while the rotors slow down to the point that stepping outside wouldn't mean so much wind in the face that it would be hard to breathe for a moment, "Your comms won't work all the way out here, not without a server to bounce off of, and any more than 20' away from camp, they won't find that." He explains, then looks to Nekura, "As... enticing as that seems it might be, that is about the stupidest plan I've ever heard. The moment you came back into a bubble, you'd be ripped apart from the inside out by those ravinous nanites they carry. You think the ones we have in Fairhaven and Woodfield are bad?" He asks, then hops on out himself.
Jaqui allows her smile to become genuine, then looks over to Arris as she addresses them, her expression turning a little uncertain. Getting serious now, she pats the odd, large weapon strapped to her back. "This here could probably knock them down, make them easier to catch. It hits a wide space, and doesn't always work 100%, but if it comes to a fight, I can probably disable them." she offers up a way she can be useful.
Slowly getting up to all fours, the smaller taur stretches out with a yawn. Blanche looks to Arris, "Just be sure to point at the things we don't want to die." Looking to the others, she things. "I can navigate the land and lift a bunch.... I know a little about everything, but other than survival.... Ehh.." Once the chopper lands, she wastes no time in jumping out. Once firmly on the ground, she looks a little more relaxed. "What about the rest of you?" She asks the small crowd in general.
Nayru nods her head towards what the Sergent had said. Pulling her ducktape backpack securely on her back as the announcement came they were about to land shortly. "So find and capture the packmind without getting infected in the process. Sounds simple enough I suppose." She then looked at her companions with a curious gaze, getting partially distracted by Astara's side hug. "I know that you do Astara. I'm not completely a stranger to these kinds of missions. Though..." She looks at the others, "I usually like to know who exactly I'm working with first."
"I'm Nayru to those who don't know me. And I think I'm going to see if we can't come up with a plan when we land and have a good lay of the land. I rather not make a mistake in a mission like this."
"How hard could it possibly be to make a little escape hole for me to slide out when the packmind is inside," Nekura responds after the mostly human says how dumb the idea was to use her as bait. Nope, she isn't letting her phermones do the talking right now or anything.
Arris hops out from the chopper, eyes scanning the surrounding area for enemies, vantage points, or anything else that could be of use to hir before turning to the sargeant. "Oh, right, our comms won't work out here. Do you have walkie-talkies or anything then? Or anything else we can use for long-distance communication?"
Jaqui looks towards Nayru after explaining her intended methodology, and parting from the chopper as the agents set up their tents, hearing her nervousness. Figuring she could help out by introducing herself, she holds a little paw out towards her. "Hola, I'm Jaqui. I'm friends with Astara and Blanche." she explains, keeping close to the two she mentions. She might be a commonly confident little mutant, but she hates to be somewhere strange without friends or family.
Blanche waves to Nayru when Jaqui mentions her. "Hello." Making her way next to Jaqui, she sits her hindquarters down, balls laying behind her as she rests. "Don't they useually come in packs? We won't have just one to deal with, but many? We need at least one, but I suppose if we get more..... that's more specimens to poke at. Like I said though, I'm good at living off the land.... lifting stuff... I can pick a lock or two too."
Finally jumping out himself, the sergent brushes off the dirt as he lands. The grasses and trees make for an excellent little location, the city in the near distance would be a wonderful place to start to get civiliation up and going again in this area, if not for the fact it was probably teaming with nanite infested wolves wanting to rip faces from bodies and minds from behind said faces. The clearing they landed in was big enough for two choppers to land, if they wanted to be uncomfortably close, but as it was, a single one could land and a small camp made along side it, which the corporal was busy directing privates and lance corporals in doing. The feeling of a new bubble washes over everyone as a NICE is put to use making one. Even the most human among the RSXers gives a sigh of relief at the familiar sensations. "A way to get out the back? And what would stop the thing from following you?" Asks the sergent. Then turning to Blanche, "Normally yes, but maybe you could find a scout? Or a straggler? We know they hunt in this area, targeting mostly the deer." He comments before walking over to the corporal.
Arris rubs the area between hir eyes as the bubble is created. Ah, the feeling of a bubble. "Nice, we have a mini-nanite server set up. I'll try to revive you guys if you end up wounded too hard." Sie then looks over at the trees up on a hill. "Hey, I'm going to go camp up in those trees to get a good vantage point. Anyone have a better plan?"
Astara let out a very un-feminine grunt when she plodded out of the 'copter; her bulky body could be a hard enough of a pain to lug around, but it didn't help in the slight that their air transport wasn't remotely designed for someone of her size or stature. At least the prescence of the bubble helped ease her a little. "Considering I just got back from an excursion in packmind territory... I suggest we don't let anyone stray on their own. Use the buddy system." She trots up besides her smaller sister, sitting in the same position Blanche was... also bumping her booty against hers teasingly. "I'd volunteer to go with you, but I'm much less stealthy and survival-trained than you."
Nayru strokes underneath her chin a little when she jumps out of the helicopter. A small look of relief when she felt that familiar feeling of her nanites buzzing a live when the miniture bubble was activated. "To bad we won't be in this bubble for long. It always feels very weird not being in one. Plus I like to think that it would make catching this thing slightly more easier." She admits as she pulls on her pack once again. Making sure that it was still secured with it's precious load inside. "And I have to agree with Astara here. Best to be with buddies then to go it alone out here. In fact I don't think we should split that far apart from each other at all if we don't have to."
Jaqui lets her paw fall back to her side as Nayru ignores her introduction, a frown developing on her face. She claims she wants to know everyone, but ignores attempts at such. With a quick shrug, she goes back to watching Arris for the moment, shaking her head. "It would be a good idea to get a good look around us, so no... Not really." she replies, thinking up something she herself could do to aid in the capture of packmind mutants. Now that she can, however, she slips her backpack off and begins to dig through it.
A look back at the more mutated of their group, and the sergent gives a grunt, "Hey! Stop squirming, and get yourselves under control. You can fantisize about fucking after this is all done!" He says, most of his attention upon Nayru and Astara, though he looks a moment to Blanche and her prolific leaking. He shakes his head, walking over, "If you can't keep that under control, you are going to get fucked, and not in the way you are wanting." He warns before looking about a bit more, "So, do you have a plan?" He asks.
