Factory Dogs - RPLOG

Participants

• Ebreus
• Narwen
• Otto
• Pelle
• Sensuen
• Zophah

Date

1/4/2018

Log

Camped at the entrance to the highway is a human male dressed in overalls wearing a Promethian illuminated helmet. He leans against the cab of what looks like a blue pickup truck and trailer. Quite a few panels of it look like they were eaten through by rust and nanites, but it looks very reliable. As everyone gathers he speaks: "For those who haven't seen me before I'm Smithson and I'll be driving you out to an abandoned solar panel manufacturing facility. Scouts say the place may be structurally unstable, so I expect everyone to be careful. Any questions?"

With a kick in his step and a smile on his face does Otto carry himself, twirling a stick he'd found along the way between his fingers as he bounces with glee and humms a tune. It was a good day, cloudy... but good. The full moon was out tonight, and he had plans with a certain lady friend of his... so why not do something to occupy his time, right? Well... the Prometheans weren't the sort to dispatch folks on missions, or such were his observations anyway. Now that something of theirs had finally popped up, Otto was rearing to get going. Hey, he had a faction to stick with, right? Imagine his surprise, though... when he spots Smithson of all people. "Smith?" Otto asks, a brow raised at the human. "Just one question, weren't you with Zephyr?"

"Hey Smithson," Narwen calls, waving a forepaw. "Hey Otto. Hey folks." The skunk beast steps up into the back of the pickup and settles down on the corrugated surface, saddlebags clinking. "Guess it's just us today? Hm, lessee. Any word of anyone or anything out there wanting to ruin our day? An' if, being wildly optimistic here, there do turn out to be a bunch of panels there, do we have anything bigger'n the pickup to haul them back?"

Pelle flies throw the sky over to where she herd the mission will start having made sure to stock up on ammo for most of her weapons. when she lands she gives a wave to all that stands there. "Hello all, and I hope things go well"

Sensuen walks up to the gathering upon the highway and the assembly of people around a blue pickup truck, though rusted and seemingly somewhat nanite eaten, the damage seems mostly cosmetic to her. Sen doesn't really bring too much gear a bow, a rifle, a spade and a canteen. A black newish messanger bag hanging off Sen's shoulder and is secured to her side holds some small things that she'll need for the trip including her stainless steel canteen that she's had since coming here.

Ebreus walks down the road toward the meetingplace and the familiar Promethean and his truck. The large Hellhound smiles to see he'll be working with Smithon again. "Hello Smithson, nice to see you again." he says and as he spies Otto and Narwen his grin grows a bit. He thinks for a moment as he's asked if he has questions, "Well. Anybody here have experience with structural engeneering? And anyone else here have nanomagic?" he asks looking over the group.

Smithson looks to Otto in confusion. "I've always been promethian. I just get hired out for Zephyr missions too because I'm one of the few people with a working truck." He then turns to Narwen, adding: "Other than the building itself there wasn't anything else reported by the scouts. And I have a trailer here to haul back anything we find. Anything else?"

"Well... nice to smell a lot of familiar scents." the fennec shrugs lightly as he hops into their transport, picking one of the back seats this time, though more such that he was able to pull out his laptop and browse his salvaged audio files. Before long, the beats of Daft Punk could be heard, something about being stronger, better, faster or something? It made little sense, but one had to admit, it was a catchy beat.

Giving the newly arrived agents a wave and a nod in greeting, Otto leans back in his seat and yawns widely, stretching out as he minimizes the music player and goes on to fiddle with his various weapons designs. For the most part... it was pretty common stuff, likely just commissions he'd received here or there...

"Yes, to both." he answers quietly and pulls out a flask, gives it a shake, then unscrews the lid. Whatever was in there must have been quite vile, by the looks of Otto's face once he has a sip of it. "Never gonna get used to that..." he mutters before re-pocketing it. "Good on ya, Smith. Think you can hook me up with a radio? I have this old junker rented and I want to install something to play music while we're on the road."

"Sweet." Narwen settles down for the ride, swapping a couple of notes with Ebreus.

Pelle nods to ebrsus as she gets into one of the empty seats of the car "no to the first ebreus and jest to the second"

Sensuen looks to the one leading them all and asks, "About this trailer, what if the things we find are too large or heavy for all of us to lift?" wondering where she might fit in the car, though she sees Pelle fitting in easily enough.

"I don't have a radio, just the comm. And I have tools for taking apart salvage if it gets too large for the trailer." Smithson finishes before getting in and starting the truck. Once everyone is on, and the group sets off on their mission. The trip out takes a few hours, and soon The truck drives into the target town. "You feel that? there's a nanite bubble here. It's weak, but that could account for the factory's structural instability. Speaking of which..." As Smithson said this, The truck pulls into the parking lot of the factory.

Jamming out to the beats all the while the trip lasts, Otto passes the time with his favorite pastime, relaxing. For the most part, he simply stares out the window and watches the terrain pass by, so used to the discomfort of leaving the bubble that it meant nothing to him anymore. With or without it, it made little to no difference, didn't it?

He seemed... serene, almost. Thoughtful in a unique kind of way, even as he sways his head and bobs in time with the beat, those large ears following behind. Soon, the fox's focus was broken, and his attention torn back into reality.

"I don't feel anything." Otto shrugs "But then again that's probably just me." he adds as he surveys the area. A sharp whistle parts his lips. "Something big ripped through there." the fennec points his index finger straight at the loading dock door... or rather the hole there...

Narwen sniffs at the air as the truck pulls to a stop. "Okay, that's... interesting. Wonder if it's a small and weak bubble, or if we're on the edge of a real one?" He hops down from the truck bed and stretches, working out the kinks. "Also wonder what it did to the locals around here. Oh geez, yeah, speaking of," he says, following Otto's gesture. "That does not look like a good time. So, uh, anyone got a better idea than rolling on up to the big hole? Maybe there's a, uh, non-monster-sized entrance."

Pelle steps out of the car "well i can se the entrence is colapsed so thers no way in there, but i think i can get into the air and look at the siling or at the back, or just se how well the roof is holding" she looks to where otto is ponting "and im amased i dident se that"

Sensuen is rather paranoid at the prospect of dying so easily, she doesn't train combative skills too much, but if this place is abandoned there should be nothing to worry about right? Sen brought a few weapons just in case, but when they pull up to the place, there doesn't seem to be a gas station to go Home Alone on and turn into a sniper's nest anywhere around the place. Perhaps the building is fortifiable, but also perhaps Sen should learn how to make 2 part epoxy from her boobs already if she wants to make a habit of gluing broken glass to the inside of windowsills as a defensive measure. As the truck finally stops, the sea angel comes out of her line of thought, looking upon the building but seeing it as just a building, not very much special to it at all.

Ebreus watches the scenery go by as they ride out to the factory, not really doing much while they're freighted there. As the reach the new buble he perks up a bit. He steps out of the truck as it comes to a stop and looks over the building. When Otto points out the hole he walks around the truck to get a better look at it and hums a note as he examines the hole from a distance, "That wasn't made by a truck... whatever did that used claws." he says. Looking to the skunkbeast he says, "We could look for the main enterence... or I could strengthen the bubble and we could try to get to the roof but knowing the place is unstable it'd be pretty dangerous."

Smithson stays back in the truck while everyone spreads out to look at the factory. Pelle's view of the roof while flying can see that there is a large cave-in at the factory's west wing, and the roof is dotted with air conditioners and machine vents.

"I dunno about you, but I am going in for a scouting run." Otto declares nonchalantly and gives his gear a quick double-check. "Wonder if I can scurry up the wall and find a way inside from the top. If there's a beastie in there, I'd like to get the jump on it. I doubt anything that fat can hope to be agile." The fennec then promptly hops off the vehicle and casts his team a soft smile, zips up his laptop into his backpack and dashes off towards the side of the building.

Once he nears the wall most easily climbed, the nimble fox takes a jump and latches onto its side, those flexible, sturdy hands of his easily permitting him to grip even the tiniest of cracks and scale the side without the need for a ladder or anything of the sort. He huffs softly once he hits a dead end, the only way forward proving to be the second story window. From there, he deploys one of his wrist-hidden blades and jams it into the latch. It takes a few good stabs, but he manages to pry the window open, thankfully without causing too much-"ACK!"

The fox looks down as the window proving weaker than he'd imagined. It slides right out of its frame, the glass falling and shattering on the concrete below. So much for that... but at least he was inside. Crawling up was a piece of cake, and the fox takes a moment to let his arms rest once inside. One could wonder what he beholds there...

Narwen's nose twitches. "Think I can smell something on the wind. Canine... husky, maybe? Guess that could be worse. Though I'm not sure I want to run into a Kaiju husky even if they're friendly. Maybe especially if they're friendly." He watches Otto dash off into the building at speed, scrambling up the side and go halfway through a window, making enough clatter to wake the living. "Well, they probably heard the truck coming anyway," he remarks, ambling warily towards the factory, heading roughly towards where Otto scaled the wall and looking for a ground-level entrance. "Roof seems like a bad idea, at least for me. Don't want to collapse the place before we even get inside. Might be worth Pelle doing a bit of flying recon, if she feels it's safe."

Pelle having spotted the big hole in the roof desids to take a closer look at it and flies down to the roof not landing fully on it and looks down into the hole the cave in made to see if she spots something inside

Sensuen looks to Narwen and says, "Kaiju husky huh? I think I could take that . . . " before she lets out a sigh and contiues, "inside a bubble." but then the flash of motion caught her attention as Otto fells a window to make his way inside of the building. Sen plugs her ears with a couple of tentacles at the crash but can't quite figure out what to do, maybe grab her rifle and start loading it to cover people if this place isn't abandoned after all? Perhaps she could start digging pits to trap kaiju feral feet and/or legs in while she shoots them, though that's not a very sound plan given the range she'd have to do it from.

Ebreus raises an eyebrow when Otto suggests climbing the building. He watches as he checks his equipment and then actually rushes off to do it. He scratches the back of his head as he wonders something. He sighs as Narwen makes his way toward the building and suppliments the existing bubble with his nanomagic and double checks his shotguns as he follows the large skunk into the building, keeping watch around them with with infrared vision.

Otto finds themselves in a management office, everyhting covered in dust. the plant in the corner long since died from lack of water. The desk covered in various knicknacks from before P-day. Everyone else entering the building through the loading dock finds everything a mess, as some of the machenery and catwaklks have colapsed, causing the entire working floor to become a maze. Everything is completely silent...

"Showtime." Otto whispers to himself as he primes two throwing blades in his hands, ready to turn the first thing that lunges at him into a bloodied knife holder. He blinks and covers his face, his sensitive nose reacting to the overabundance of dust, a sneeze coming on immediately, halted only thanks to the fox's paw coming to over that nose to squeeze and hold it back. His other hand moves into his pack to pull out a gas mask, already primed with a pair of standard air filters.

Flipping it onto his face, he takes a deep breath and adjusts the release valves to let just the right amount of air in, ensuring the protective glass covering his eyes won't get fogged up by his own breath. That done, he has a chance to look around. Even with the device on, his nose picks up the scents of husky, that is of heat and wet fur... well, that's what it reminded him of, at any rate. Rolling his eyes, Otto already draws a conclusion. This was some alpha husky's harem house now... whatever.

Blades in his hands once more, he advances carefully, taking his time so as to not fall in all this damnable shed fur... ick. Thank the stars his ears were yet uncovered, so he keeps them up and on alert, in case something horny decides his ass looked tasty, or maybe what lied on the other side. Who knew, who cared, they have a job to do.

Narwen glances over his shoulder at Ebreus, giving him a look that could be sympathy, or worry, or perhaps just peckishness. The skunk stops, waiting for the others to draw close, and speaks in as low a tone as he can manage. "Smell's stronger here. Definitely aitch you ess kay eye eee ess." As he speaks, his eyes scan the dust that lies across the floor and walkways, looking for tracks and disturbances. "Don't see any panels yet. Guess they're deeper in. We take it slow?"

Pelle looks around as she enters and nods to what narwen says "well if you say so. and ja I cant see any panels here" she says in a hushed voice as she makes her way in and activating her vanishing nanomagic if she can

Sensuen looks to the foot and handholds on the wall, it seems someone was trying to enter here while she was taking the time to look for bottle caps to stuff into her bag for fishing lures or pendants and whatnot. The sea angel thinks a bit if she can climb up there, maybe she can, maybe she can't, she'll try anyway, if she falls she may be able to roll out of the landing if she lands on her feet.

Ebreus makes his way into the place behind the Skunk Beast as he looks around he picks up the scent of Huskies. He sniffs and yep deffinitly Huskies. The scent only really relevent to him in confirming thermal vision would help him if one passes into his field of vision. He raises an eyebrow as the Skunk Beast in front of him makes some noises he can't parse meaning from. 'What' he asks telepathically to him as he begins a search of the floor.

A minute passes searching the building with nothing found yet, just the smell of husky and a lot of dust. Sensuen can't get enough of a grip on the bricks to climb up to where Otto entered the building. Speaking of which, Otto comes out onto a catwalk above some of the colapsed machinery, standing above a den of sorts. No less than twenty huskys all laying in a dog pile. It is at this time that the rest of the group inside the building reaches one of the entrances to this hovel. A makeshift generator and lamp system keeps this main 'room' lit while evryhting else is in darkenss.

Just as the group arrives, one of the female huskys at the edge lazily gets up and looks right at narwen, not saying anything but wagging her tail.

Pheee-eeew... the stench of husky was almost overwhelming to the fennec. Glad he had his mask with him. He creeps along the path set by the catwalk with a slow and steady stride, careful where he stepped, unwilling to be the one to wake up that pile of feral dogs. Reaching into his pack, the fennec opts for something else rather than his blades. It was a curious device, something akin to a rifle, or rather a small flamethrower if the nozzle were to be looked at more closely. It had with it its own tank of pressurized... what was in there anyway? Whatever it was, Otto seemed to be banking on it, even more-so once he spots what was happening down there. Their cover had been blown, and he was torn between intervening, or resuming his hunt for fat loot. That's fat... but with a ph. For now, he simply keeps still, and observes...

"Aitch you ess--" Narwen turns the corner, sees the pile of huskies, and goes still. Despite his attempt to pass for a weirdly coloured statue, one of the huskies looks up and meets his gaze. At least she seems friendly? He very carefully resists the urge to smile at her. Not breaking the gaze, he reaches a forepaw back towards his pack. "I think I may have something here for a very good girl, a very quiet and very good girl," he mutters. "Dammit, can't reach. Eb, there's a biscuit in there? Don't touch anything pill- or gun- or remote-control-shaped."

Pelle makes sure to walk slower as they are met with the pile of husks and gives the one that spotted narwen a wide gap as she makes her way past them trying to find the way forward as she goes continuing to look for the panels

Sensuen realizes she can't scale the wall at all, she's stuck down here because she seemingly sucks at many things, it seems she'll need to learn to do more than shoot straight for a few hundred yards with a rifle if she's going to be of any use here. Hmmm, from the sounds inside, oh look, a stick, the sounds inside are meaningless to the sea angel now that she found a stick and is walking to pick it up.

Ebreus looks to the awakened Husky and then to Narwen as he says he has a buscut. He grins lightly and fishes through Narwen's pack for the buscut. Finding it after a few moments he passes it to Narwen. He then looks over to the rest of the dog pile trying to get a count of the Huskies as he steps lightly away from Narwen.

With Sensuen walking around outside they don't realize the potential trouble inside, as the husky woman that spotted Narwen looks at him inquisitively. But after a few seconds of Narwen looking throuh his pack, the husky starts bounding forward to eat the dog treat from his hands. Thankfully none of the other huskys notice at the moment, and Pelle gets around the group without a problem.

Seems the huskies were not that dangerous, at least right now. The fennec sighs with relief and continues along the catwalks, careful not to draw attention to himself. He makes his way over the catwalks, casting the others a wary parting glance as he disappears into the interior of the structure. They had a job to do, and the last thing Otto wanted right now was to end up in a husky orgy... well, actually that was far from the last thing he wanted, but nonetheless, for once he was rutless, and with that came a clarity of mind and the will to push forward. It took some orientation and a little dumb luck, trying a few halls and carefully snaking his way through the interior, but in the end he finds something that looks promising. Huh, final assembly, or so the signs stated. Nimbly does he monkey his way downwards towards the salvage that had caught his eye. Getting back up though, that might be a problem... he glances around once he reaches his objective for anything that might help him get back up.

"Yes, good girl, good girl," Narwen murmurs. He reaches up and pats her on the head with a paw. "Why don't you go back and take a nap, eh? Naptime? I got nuthin'. But at least one of 'em's intelligent enough to wire up a generator, so let's not go guns blazing. These are smart huskies, yes they are. Yes you are. Smart and sleepy. You go take a nap, girl, eh?"

Pelle as she makes it ti to the other side she tries to examine what the husky's are sleeping on before quietly making her way and to the new room and over to where she sees the generator wires go making sure to give the 'bed' a wide gap as well

Sensuen looks around but she does notice a conspicuous absense of people around her, it seems they're all inside whatever building this used to be. Sen wonders what could be going on in that big building, she can't quite hear inside and it's gone quiet, which is probably what they want. Maybe it's best not to interfere and mess things in there up for them?