Tea Time with Luna - Part 2 - RPLOG
Participants
Date
7/1/2018
Log
It's the dead of night, in the middle of winter, and everyone has just woken up from contacting the Moon Rabbit to find a few Children of Tahoe in their armor and holding solar weapons surrounding them.
A man without a helmet on looks to be in charge, most likely Carson, the leader of the Children of Tahoe. "Thank you Unit Luna for..." He is then rudely interrupted when Luna jumps up, knocks the gun from his hand, pulls out what looks like the weapon's power supply, and throws it across the room. "RUN!" She screams, as even the soldiers start to dash out of the cabin away from the ominous beeping coming from the removed battery.
"Ohhh dear." This is the only phrase running through Arris' mind as sie slowly stood up and raised hir hands above hir head. As sie begins to prepare an excuse, to try to talk hir way out of the conflict, hir train of thought is interrupted by Luna running up to Carson and disarming him. That... was certainly one way of taking action.
When the bunny screams out to run, sie immediately complies, bolting out of the cabin. Upon hitting the cold exteriors, sie immediately splits off from the fleeing Children of Tahoe. The fog and cold were harsh, but, sie would put up with it. Better get away from the cottage first, decide what to do later.
Beeping isn't normally how grenades sound, but it's a clear enough warning to the panda, anyways. Her eyes drift towards the lamp, then towards the others. She's a confident enough tracker, she supposes... can find them later. She wasn't sure whether her power suit would adequately shield her from the fog, either. Phosphorus takes off at a run, darting towards the lamp with a hand outstretched and the other grasping at her pistol. Best not venture forth without a little bit of protection. She doesn't know if anyone can hear her, but..., she shouts, "Rendezvous one kilometer... uh, north!"
Anbessa blinks awake as the group's impromptu nap is abruptly ended by the arrival of the Tahoe. Thoughts returning and being recollected momentarily as... Wait, what's that beeping, seeing Luna toss something and yelling run, the human blinks in surprise... And quickly scrambles to his feet. "Shit shit shit shit shit shit-" Anbessa repeatedly yelps as he makes a b-line for the front door, though as he exits he skids to a momentary stop to look back at the nearby doorway for his weaponry. If they are there, he makes a grab for the bow and polearm before he continues running. If they are gone he just grits his teeth and keeps moving, preoccupied with the ominous beeping to take time to look for it. Either way he quickly tries to make a B-line for Luna to follow after her. Better the fog than probably painful death or maiming from whatever is about to happen to that cabin!
What does one even do in a situation like this? Scream and panic? What good would that do? Surrender and let themselves be captured, their mission a failure, their lives placed at the mercy of whatever Tahoe group leader had them by the balls? Certainly not... By now it had gotten to the point where such sudden twists were common for Otto... he should have seen this coming...
Yet he didn't. He didn't and was just as caught off guard as anyone else... his face contorting into a snarl, fangs glinting beneath those lips as he surveys the room, a hand placed on his pistol to split a brain before they had the chance to incinerate him... or his mate. Gods... that feeling... that dread the overwhelming desire to just... no. Snap out of it!
Just in time, too... for when Luna does what she does, the jackal immediately recognizes the bomb about to go off, and how it'd torched a friend of his in the past... No time for nonsense... the canine grabs his mate by the arm on his way out and tucks through the door, rolling out and thankfully shielding her with his own body, the wee lass just light and small enough to be braced against his chest with ease. The canine coughs, his senses dulled by the thick mist, yet still he has but a split second more to draw his pistol and look for a target...
Awoken from a dream like stupor to the shaking and rifling of that familiar rabbit. No... Wait, wrong rabbit. This one... Luna... Was from the others. The Tahoe. The little fennec lifted herself as others... Armored, violent, ready to engage, others held them up. Those must have been the rest of them. Mokou had only a moment to consider what sort of backstabbing nasty little garbage this was... Till Luna stepped forward. Engaged, Disarmed, Dismantled, and Shouted. Seconds.
The moments between eye-blinks were what she was going to have to deal with here. Her left hand fell, scooping up little Felix in one smooth motion as she began backpedaling. A tick, echoing in her ear. That battery... Let's not be here any longer than need be. Two steps forward, her foot sliding under something metalic. Not the source of the beeping, thank those ears! A quick kick up, reaching for the weapon... Before a familiar hand gripped her arm to the side, the metalic piece dropping back to the ground. Tick. Her eyes looked back to him as she was all but gripped against him, legs reaching to touch the ground as she was lifted... before they hurtled out into the cold.
A tuck, a roll, and out the door they went, a faint grunt falling from her lips as she wrest herself from her Otto's grip for but a moment. Upon the ground, feet in the snow and... letting Felix upon the ground. Snow, their delight... until Mokou shouted back to them. "Home! Find Smithson, the one who took us here! Find us!" Feet trailed through snow, the fennec and her mate standing their ground for a moment... Little Felix... looking up to them before... Fleeing into the fog.
Luna grabs a black box from a table before dashing out behind everyone, yelling "Don't go north, just head for your truck!" as she points down the road heading west. It's cold, but nothing can beat the searing heat as the cabin behind them explodes in a blinding flash of light and shrapnel, the whole cabin erupting as the volatile chemicals inside ignite instantaneously.
Arris winces as the explosion occurs behind hir, taking shelter behind a large tree as the heat hits hir. Sie would reach behind hir to unsling the rifle from hir back... only to find that sie left it inside the cabin. "God dammit." Instead, sie quickly deploys hir shield drone. "Mokou, toss me your sniper rifle!"
If it were to be tossed to hir, sie would catch it and ready it up as the drone covers hir rear, firing at the soldiers sie saw through the smoke. "Hostiles at five and seven!"
Phosphorus sticks her pistol back in her holster, hearing and heeding Arris' call, taking out her rifle with some effort and passing it over to Arris. It's very heavy; but it needs to be, to help tame the kick that it has. The house explosion showers her with a fair bit of debris, but her armor withstands without a nick. That's what high-quality kevlar does for you. She draws her pistol once more, taking a few shots at figures she sees whenever there's a break in the smoke.
