Gonzaga Pt 1 - Interviews - RPLOG
Participants
Date
7/24/2017
Log
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Alissa the husky girl who briefs agents on their contracts awaits in the hut usually set aside for important briefings this time accompanied by a male Clockwork Fox. As agents begin to enter Alissa steps up to the podium and says, "Thank you all for responding. This mission is a little different from normal so we have a colleague, Neil, with us who will be interviewing each of you individually before we get on to the full mission briefing." She quickly scans the group of Agents who have arrived for the contract before continuing, "Before Neil begins one on one interviews are there any general questions?"
Amethyst shakes her head, her hands clasped around the strap of her messenger bag slung diagonally across her torso. The human sized kitten girl was clad in her usual cutesy costume, her messenger bag bulging with something round and metallic inside. The kitten girl's fluffy tail flickers behind her as she stands patiently, her eyes bright and well-rested. "Just happy to be given the opportunity to help..." She mewls softly, before quieting and glancing at the others.
Cookies is leaned against a wall in her usual overblown too-cool-for-school style, clad in scrap armor that doesn't even show off her enormous cleavage for once, wowzers! "Yeah, just one," she responds. She holds back the 'chickenshit outfit' joke with every fibre of her being. "What's the 'nature of the desired salvage'? Makes it sound like it's gonna bite us in the ass when we try to snag it. Wouldn't be the first time."
Willy looks to Alissa after he is briefed, the Fennec fully equipped in his usually heavy armored attire. "I guess I may as well ask...what sort of terrain or area are we going into, and do we expect to deal with any sort of hostile force? Also, what sort of material are we salvaging?" He asked, a stern look to his face as he awaits an answer.
Perching atop the back of one of the chairs in the front row, Firecracker's foreleg shoots up into the air and starts waving around above her head. "Oh oh oh!" the excitable pint-sized pink pony pegasus blurts out. "Do we get snacks or a movie or something while we wait?" Once her oh-so-important question is asked, she gives the husky and fox a beaming smile as she awaits their response.
Navara is standing against a wall in her usual tribal attire. Having recently returned to the area, she simply listens to the others ask their questions, having no more to add afterward. Her ears swivel and twitch to follow each person as they spoke.
Alissas eyes light up to hear questions and her tail wags as she prepares her response, "We are interested in delecate electronics, the sort of thing that doesn't keep well being exposed to nanites or anything worse than a mild shock." she says to Cookies then shifts her attention to Willy, "The area isn't fully scouted but there was a town there..." she trails off and begins to look through her notes, "Spokane, it's called. We have a record of a University being there, there should be good salvage on campus." she says then turns her attention to Firecracker and just before she can start Neil interjects, "Excuse me Alissa, we should save the full briefing until they've been interviewed." he says then turns his attention to the Agents. He looks them over for a few seconds then points to Willy, "You, follow me. You're first for an interview." he says and begins to walk into the other room.
Amethyst listens intently, her tufted brown ears standing at attention as the woman speaks. Her hands move from her bag's strap to clasp together in front of her as she idles. She stays quiet, just shifting her weight between her feet and waiting, somewhat keeping to herself.
Cookies picks at her teeth a little bit with a pinky, seemingly just for effect. There isn't even anything in her teeth. She spends a moment lost in thought like this before she pipes up, "Okay, make that two questions. Are we getting paid or do we get to keep whatever we find besides the target?"
Willy snerks "Heh, town, as I recall Spokane was a small city" he says, as he does his best to recall the time before stuff got weird. Seeing the pointing for an interview, the Fennec nods before getting up and following Neil to the other room.
"Good luck person guy!" Firecracker cheers as Willy goes to his interview. She then turns on her chair and waves to the others in the room. "Hiya peoples! I'm Firecracker! What're your names? And anyone bring any snacks?"
Navara eyes flick around the room, glancing slowly between each of the other agents and familiarizing herself with them. As she watches Willy go, she ponders to herself just how he'll do. A smiles slowly forms on her lips as she takes in Firecracker's warm greeting, giving a friendly wave in return. "The name's Navara. And, no snacks here."
Neil leads Willy into the other room that has cubical-like walls aligned around the actual wooden walls to make a, mostly beige, pseudo-room that almost looks like it would fit in an office building. This almost office even has a desk. Neil seats himself at the desk, which has a chair though not a modern desk chair and indicates the stool on the other side of the desk form him. "Please sit." he says. He pauses a moment to allow Willy time to react to his suggestion then continues, "So, to lead with an overly broad question, what qualifies you for a delicate exo-bubble salvage operation?" he asks. Back in the briefing room Alissa takes note of Cookies question, "We found a location that should have important salvage and are offering to buy all that you return with." he says then smiles to Firecracker, "Hi Firecracker! I am Alissa."
Willy smiles to Neil and calmly begins to explain. "Well first off, I am someone that survived P-Day, far be it in the not so nice ways until I was rescued, and most of my memories from that time are restored. I am also very good when it comes to working on electronics, and are skills I have been trusted on in other missions he says." The entire statement is given calmly as if he has been using something to stay cool and calm.
Cookies checks her nails and frowns. "And we're just gonna sit here until our number comes up, huh? I don't have, uh..." She clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth, rolling her eyes. "Okay, well, technically I probably have forever, but I would rather not spend it in a waiting room."
Amethyst turns her head, a hand raising to cover her mouth as she stifles a small giggle. "It's nice to see you again, Fire." She says, her voice perky. She then looks to the others. "I don't believe I've met you all before. I'm Amethyst..." The kitten girl smiles gently and gives a casual curtsey, but pauses as Cookies speaks. Her smile lessens, and she tilts her head. "Oh, I've done this before, it's not that bad. At least we're not waiting alone."
Neil watches the Fennec intently, the very faint sounds of clicking and whirring coming from his every movement without fail although he is mostly still as he listens. "Yes, you've been involved with the acquisition of spacesuits for some of the joint-research projects if I am not mistaken." he says. He smiles very faintly and continues, "Now other than prior experience with this sort of work do you have any applicable skills, or capabilities that would make you desirable for this operation? Ability to control pre P-day vehicles or perhaps some form of Nanite control?" In the briefing room Alissas smile vanishes for a split second before returning although smaller than before as she says, "Sorry, I wanted to do things as a group but Neil tends to get his way and wanted one on one interviews. We could chat while we wait."
Willy makes faces as he thinks for a moment on the question. "I did drive a car before the fall, so I should be able to deal with such." he says with a small pause "Though, perhaps I should shift to something closer to human size to better fit...and so Nanite control...if you are speaking of a NICE, so I do not have such...though I recall from the last mission, Regulation nanomagic is too big of a risk around electronics" he says before calming looking over for a response.
"Oh! I like chatting!" Firecracker chirps happily. "Chatting and talking and speaking and conversing and prattling and jabbering and babbling and blabbering and yapping and yakking and yattering and yammering and confabulating!" She gives the husky girl a bright grin after her word-vomit and then looks to Navara. "Oh, I brought snacks!" she giggles, reaching up into her mane and digging around for a few seconds before pulling out a grape, which she promptly chomps into.
Cookies shrugs broadly, though her tail whips about behind her in visible annoyance. "It's agonizing, actually," she states flatly in response to Amethyst, her expression in the perfect resting bitch face. "But I digress. Everyone knows me as Cookies. I'm, uh... For the sake of ease, let's just say I'm a computer specialist and leave it at that." Despite carrying such a rude tone, she does at least have the common courtesy to offer a hand.
Navara chuckles at Firecracker's seemingly boundless energy. Turning, to look over to Amethyst, she gives a small nod of recognition. "I believe we've met before. You work at the new sunshine restaurant right? I've been there a couple times since the opening.
Neil nods slowly and lightly, the motion accompanied by the clockwork sounds expected by one of a Clockwork form. "That is accurate, exposure to Nanites can be quite damaging to sensitive salvage, but short term nanite exposure is unlikely to cause significant damage. Somewhere in the range of a minute or less." he says. He smiles, "It does speak to your credibility you caught that though." He is quiet a moment then says, "Alright, I think in light of your previous work that is all that I will need from you. Could you send the cat in?"
Willy smiles and nodes "Thank you" before hearing the request and looking a little confused. "The...cat? Umm...which one?"
Alissa pouts for a moment to see one of the agents who came for a contract so annoyed but whatever she felt that caused her to pout melts when Fire starts up her antics he giggles and says, "Neil is very efficient this shouldn't be very long." Meanwhile Neil thinks for a moment before responding to Willy, "The less fluffy one."
Amethyst seems a little taken back, her ears flattening atop her head, though she meets the cat girl's hand with her own. "It's nice to meet you, Cookies. It's rare that I see another with a similar infection." The kitten girl's hazel eyes flicker over Cookies' feline features before one of her fluffy brown ears rotates towards Navara. Amethyst turns, and with a flick of her tail, bounces on her heels a bit. "Oh my gosh, yes! I'm so sorry for not recognizing you!" She lifts a finger, her eyes looking upwards as she thinks. "You were... hmm... I-I dont know if I can remember your name. I remember serving pina coladas, though..." She shakes her head, her chestnut hair shifting against her shoulders as she does so. She then smiles sheepishly, cocking her head to the side. "It's nice to see you again, regardless. I was pretty sure no one would recognize me..."
Willy blinks for a moment, and winces as he tries to think "I...guess you mean the housecat." he says with a nod before heading out into the main room. Looking to the group he looks to Cookies. "Umm...excuse me miss, I think Neil wishes to see you next.
Cookies vigorously shakes Amethyst's hand and even breaks her icy demeanor long enough to crack a genuine smile. Once she's called in, though, she turns tail and heads right for Neil. "Well, that's more like it!" she says cheerfully, a stip in her step all the way through the door. She's not terribly hard to please, is she?
Neil smiles to see that the Fennec didn't mistake his words and sent in the right cat, it only now occurring to him that Kemo cats aren't particularly fluffy or non-fluffy. He says, "Hello Miss. As our contract stated we are looking for people capable of working with uncommon salvage, particularly of the delecate kind. If you have experience or other qualifications relevent to this type of task now would be a good time to mention it."
Alissa smiles to see Willy emerge from the interviewing room and says, "Neil wasn't too intense was he?" after Cookies is sent in. Alissa wags her tail as she takes a look through her notes again.
Willy smiles as Cookies walked off and stood there for a moment. Focusing, he suddenly grew a bit taller and his fur turned a deep red. Finishing the shift, he found himself a seat nearby Navara with a smile.
Navara smiles warmly as she sees Willy, dipping her head in a nod. "Good to see you Willy." Turning back to Amethyst, she chuckles. "Navara." She repeated. "You actually served couple of us steak. It was getting late there, and you served a small group before closed up. It was a good time though."
Cookies takes a seat and smiles widely at Neil, crossing her legs and placing her hands on a knee. "I have handled and even read a server. It's all Assembly bullshit that I couldn't make a lick of sense of without further study, mind you, but I've been in the 'head' of a bubble before. I'd like to think that alone makes me overqualified. Let's see..." She brings a hand to tap her chin thoughtfully. "I'm also fully equipped with a NICE and a suite of programmes tailored specifically for the manipulation of technology, information and electricity, and have as many years of experience salvaging as we have been in nanoplague hell." With another click of her tongue, she finishes, "That's about it."
"Hiya again, Person Guy!" Firecracker greets the fox as he returns. "Didja win?" she asks with a smile, tail swishing back and forth in excitement behind her as she awaits his response.
Amethyst remains standing, although she sways side to side idly. The kitten girl giggles at the small pony. "There's no winning here, Fire. We just have to answer truthfully. They will know whether we are right for this mission or not..." She grows quiet, her eyes falling to the ground, and one of her canines biting on her supple lower lip. Her tail grows a bit more hectic, anxiously making arcs in the air.
Neil stairs at Cookies for a good three seconds before saying, "Alright, being 'overqualified' and equipped with all of that 'Nanomagic' as they call it I am certain you would be able to pass a simple test then, wouldn't you?" He opens one of the drawers in his desk and takes something out of it and sets it on the table. "I know a NICE would make restoring this to perfect working order a trivial task if you're as qualified as you say you are." he says, smiling at her.
Alissa looks up from her notes having refreshed her memory of which contract she was briefing agents on and smiles at the Agents in the room with her. In time to hear Amethysts words and nods, "That is right. Be honest and this will all go very well. I am sure of it." she says.
Willy smiles and wags his tail a bit. "Good to see you too Navara." he says, before hearing Fire's question. Looking over he says "Hehe yes I think I did" with a bright smile. "Old work and old knowledge won the day. As he finishes his response he spies whats happening with Navara and looks a little confused. "Ummm...sorry if prying...but are you having an issue with your "plumbing"?" he asks, seeing how much milk her breasts are giving out.
Cookies glances down at the doodad for a few moments, and back up at Neil with a mildly exasperated expression. "Really? Does this scrap heap even actually count as ANYthing?" She shakes her head and picks it up, firmly grasping it in one hand. "You know, if you wanted to play solitaire, you could get a deck of cards. It would probably cost you less." She closes her eyes and focuses deeply on the object, letting techno nanites work through them in an attempt to repair it...
Navara chuckles, a grin forming forming in praise of Willy's accomplishment. "Well done. I figured you'd be a good fit for this mission." She briefly glances down to her bosom, folding her arms over her top in an inherent reaction. "It's been fine. Things have developed, but also just being practicing with the NICE now that its in." Her gaze wanders over to Amethyst, a look of understanding on her face. "Yes, the will know. Though, even if some of us aren't suited for this mission, there will be others. Personally, just came to see if I'd be any aid in it."
"Awwww, but I'm not old!" Firecracker whines a bit, "I don't have old knowledge and work is booooooooooring!" She slumps down in her seat, resting her belly on the back of the chair and hanging her forelegs over the back and hindlegs over the front.
Neil smiles as the Kemo Cat initially doesn't seem to be able to figure out just what his bamboozler is. He humms when she makes it clear she does have the Nanomagics she says she does. "That is accurate but the purpose of this device is to be difficult to repair." he explains. "Now if you would be so kind as to repair it I would look forward to a game once all the interviews are done." he says.
Cookies opens one eye specifically for the purpose of rolling it sardonically. "Whadda ya think I'm doing, beating your high score?" She then actually takes the thing apart, no less than four pieces removed, and hands a fully-functioning, pristinely conditioned jury-rigged computer... thing to Neil. It still mostly looks and feels like a clump to her. Either way, she frowns deeply. "If you didn't screw that thing up on purpose, I would yell at you for making such an abominable piece of tech. I might yet. Satisfied?"
Amethyst smiles gently, nodding. "I'm here as a medic, not necessarily for my technological prowess. I'm sure that'll be covered. I just hate for there to be unnecessary pain when out on a mission, you know? So I tag along and assist." Her demeanor grows less anxious as she talks, her tail quieting and her ears folding back.
Neil snerks when Cookies mentions a high-score but almost imediently calms himself. He watches her dismantle the bamboozler, leaving only a functional computer, half a toaster, several pieces of misalanius electronic components, and a few select pieces of microwave oven on his desk. He starts up the computer then looks to Cookies, "Rather ironically you did beat my 'high-score'. That is the best time I've yet seen for making a functional computer out of the abomination it was. You are most defininitly qualified. Please send in the other Kemo feline." he says.
Cookies beams with obvious pride for a moment at the mention of beating the record time. "Well hot damn, ain't I something." With nothing more than that and a wink to Neil, she turns tail and walks out the way she came, looking TWICE as smug as when she entered, dear gods. "Amethyst, you're up," she says in a sing-song voice, cocking a thumb towards the door.
Willy chuckles a little "I see. I guess I will have to keep that in mind if I go down that path in purchasing a NICE" he says before hearing Firecracker's reaction. "If work is Boring Fire...why are you at this interview? Aren't most missions some form of work?" The Fox boy adjusts himself a little in the chair, not fully adjusted to his change in height.
Amethyst's ears perk up, her attention turned to Cookies. "Oh, of course!" She says brightly, smiling. With a twitch of her tail, the kitten girl strides towards the door, slipping through it. She enters the room where Neil resides, and approaches, before standing with her hands clasped before her. Her ears stand at attention, as does the rest of her, though her cheeks showed subtle signs of flushing. "You wanted to see me, sir?" She asks, tilting her head.
Navara shakes her head briefly, briefly quipping to Willy. "It's not really the NICE doing anything." Leaving it at that, she pushes off the wall to walk to stretch and walk around. It had been and little while standing around and she was starting to get stiff. As she stretches, she directs her voice to Amethyst. "A medic?" She remarked, intrigued. "Definitely always good to have one around. I'm here to see if any of my experience surviving at the edge of the bubble could be put to good use." Looking to doorway that people enter for the interviews, she sighs. "Well, will know soon enough."
Firecracker perks up as Willy speaks out to her, ear flicking and head lifting to look towards him. "This isn't work, Silly! We're gunna go out exploraficating and finding shiny stuff and surprises! That's fun!" she happily giggles. When Cookies comes back, she greets the cat with a wave and asks happily, "Didja win?!" Then as Amethyst goes in, she waves her off and calls out, "Good luck! You can do it!"
Once Cookies begins to head out Neil turns off the computer and begins disassmbly and reintegrating the toaster, microwave, and electronic components. When Amethyst enters he looks up, not slowing his integration process at all, and says, "Yes, it is your turn for an interview. What qualifications do you have for this contract?"
Alissa smiles to see Cookies exit the interviewing room in a good mood. "It is fun." she agrees with Firecracker, "And it is always good when our fun helps other people." she adds cheerfully.
Willy chuckles a little "You have a point. Well then I will simply say I won because they know about the last time I had fun." he says with a chuckle, and a smile before watching to the door to await for the rest of the interviews to finish.
Cookies' ears perk up at the word 'medic' in reference to Amethyst. "Well merda! You just got knocked real high up on my buddy list," she notes as the other kemo passes by, grinning like a devil and sauntering back to her place against the wall. She nods once towards Firecracker, responding in an equally saccharine tone, "I sure did, little weirdo!" She purses her lips and tilts her head aside. "You know, you almost remind me of me when I was a few marbles short of a bag."
Amethyst's hazel eyes travel over the fox's work, and though she smiles, she seems a bit intimidated. With a long, silent breath, she straigtens her posture. "I am of the understanding that this will be a mission with various risks involved, seeing as it is set in a hazardous area. That's why I am here, to offer my services as medic. In my time underground since P-Day I have studied various medical texts and documents, and since I came above ground two months ago, I have been practicing and mastering my skills when it comes to helping the wounded recover." The kitten girl's fingers on her right hand reach up to her collarbone, her arm resting on her petite breast. "I have trained myself in the ways of using various techniques, from breast milk to proper dressing and disinfection of wounds. For this, I'd like you to consider me." After her small speech, she takes a moment, almost seeming out of breath.
Navara at this point, just continues her stretching. The wait to getting interview building up a gradual anxiousness to get it done. Idly, she walk walks around in cicles for a bit before sitting down in seat. Due to her large form, she carefully picks out one of the sturdier seat. Her are still listening, turning to listen to all the other agents.
Neil stops his work reintegrating the red-herring compontents of his bamboozler to focus all of his attention on Amethyst. "It is always good to have a competant medic around. Full stop actually. I can't think of anywhere or when that statement isn't true." he says. There is a moments pause then he continues, "Of course you wouldn't mind if I ask a few questions about how you would treat wounds without the benefit of Nanites, correct?" he asks.
Alissas tail wags quickly behind her, "I am glad to see so far all of you have made a good impression on Neil." she says.
"I don't have any marbles though," Firecracker responds to the cat engaging her in conversation. "Guess I lost 'em or something!" She tilt her head back all the way to look at the dog at the podium and add, "Yeah! Fun stuff makes me happy and helping makes other people happy which makes me happy which means I'll be double happy!"
Amethyst smiles, shaking her head. "I don't mind one bit. I'm an open book in that regard." She mewls, the hand on her chest moving to rest on the white messenger bag about her hip. "Give me a hypothetical situation and I'd be happy to go through the theoreticap motions." The fluffy brown tail behind her makes a couple anxious arcs in the air as she waits for a response, though her heels lift just slightly off the ground in anticipation.
Neil smiles and says, "Alright, a blunt object falls from the cieling and strikes one of your party. Their skull is intact but the impact near the temple did break the skin and they are bleeding. With no nanites and only what you bring with you, how do you heal them?"
Alissa nods, "It is great when fun is helpful and being helpful is fun." she says. "Even better when you're helping people who help even more people."
Cookies squints at Firecracker for a moment, then just laughs quietly. "Yeah, you're okay by me. Should get your head fixed up, though." She glances over at Willy and sits up a little straighter against the wall. "So what're your stories, anyways? Let's kill some time. By which I mean spill all your personal beans, as is custom in our fucked up lands."
Willy giggles a bit at Fire's response, before seeing Cookies glance over and ask. "My Stories" he laughs "Man, in my now many years here I have a bunch...would you like what happened at P-day or something much more recent?" the Fox says, looking curiously at Cookies.
Amethyst lifts her hands, holding her fingers out as if she was counting. "Depending on the immediate danger, and their state of consciousness, I would do a few things. First of all, if they are conscious the first thing to do would to get them in a sitting or laying position. You don't want them passing out and injuring themselves further. The immediate danger is blood loss. So gentle pressure on the wound using sterile gauze I bring with me in my medkit. If it's bad enough, a couple sutures will keep the wound closed well enough until the trip back where more advanced treatment can be taken. After slowing the bleeding, cover it in a bandage and - this is the important part - taking note of other bodily functions. Anything from eye dilation to spasms in the legs and breathing rate can be early indicators of brain trauma. There are a lot of factors to think of, but with enough care we could get them back without exasperating the injury."
Navara takes a deep breath, stretching her legs out in front of her, and across the floor. Her ears perk up at Cookies question, figuring it was meant for all of them. Her gaze however fell to Willy in silence, figuring he should simply tell his tale first.
Firecracker flips over onto her back on the chair, folding in the other direction probably moreso than a normal person should be able to. "I'd spill my beans, but I think I left those at home! I have some grapes though if you want those!" she offers, digging around in her mane for a few seconds before pulling out a large, juicy green grape and holding it out in her upside down forehooves.
Neil nods as Amethyst explains how to treat such an injury as he had described. "So far so good." he says. He thinks for a few moments, humming lightly in a way that sounds almost like a louder version of the wirring noise he makes when moving. He then says, "The trip has been long and exausting, you've had to exert yourselves greatly to acheive mission success and stay alive. It seems like you're home free but then one of you companions gets a darting pain in their left arm and falls to the ground. What has most-likely happened and how is it treated in the field?"
Cookies places her hands behind her head to rest against and offers another big ol' shrug to Willy. "Whatever's the most relevant to you as you are now. That's what I'm interested in." She momentarily glances over at Firecracker, cracking another dumb grin. "Yeah, you just do you. I get the feeling you have a hard time NOT having a good time."
Willy looks a little confused at Cookies "What I am of now? There are alot of those, but nothing that comes directly to mind..." he says before thinking. As he is thinking he sees Navara waiting silently. "Hey Navara, do you have something you wanna talk about?" he asks.
Amethyst perks up a moment, then tilts her head as she thinks. "T-That's a bit more difficult thank the hypothetical head trauma. It could simply be an extreme muscle cramp. Those can be painful enough to send even the toughest man to the ground. I would talk with my companion, and inspect the affected area. I can't do much more without knowing more information."
Neil nods, "This is a bit more difficult than hypothetical trauma but just as important a medic know how to treat it. Your companion is short of breath and dizzy, upon inspection of the area you find they have no pulse." he says.
Navara takes a deep breath, scratching behind one of her ears as Willy asks his question. "No, not particularly." Her ambers eyes turn to Cookies though, biting her lip briefly in thought. "If you are looking for stories though. I've only recently returned to the area of fairhaven. Been out surviving in the wilderness for past several years. I lived near edge of the bubble, using the forests for safety. Sometimes I'd wander outside for a short while, but I mostly stayed within it."
"I'd do me but this isn't really a good time for it," Firecracker replies, "And besides, it's a lot more fun if other people do me instead!" She gives a shrug as nobody takes the offered grape, instead popping the whole thing into her tiny face, causing her cheeks to bulge with the fruit.
Cookies nods at Navara. "Interesting way to scrape by. Can't say I ever thought of it, but then I usually don't go out of bubble. Makes me sore before too long just being away from the nanites." She turns her attentions back to Willy. "Then let's just go with what happened during good ol' P-day. How'd you make it out with your mind intact?" She quirks an eyebrow. "Or did you at all?"
Amethyst nods. "That I can work with. It sounds like it could be a couple things. Heat stroke would be my first diagnosis if there had been no prior trauma where severe blood loss occurred. In the case of this hypothetical I would move him to a shady place if at all possible, loosen his armor, and try to lower his temperature, giving him water every fifteen minutes or so."
Willy laughs "No I can safely say I didn't..." he says "I had decided to journey down from my home in Arcata to visit the area for the day when all hell broke loose...and I was very quickly lost in the mess. What happened between getting caught and getting rescued by the Prometheans is all a blur unfortunately, outside of waking up as a Hermaphaditic Chocolate Rabbit" he says.
Neil thinks for a few moments, the louder whirring noise returning as he does. "It could be heat stroke and in either case one would want to watch the sufferer but I was describing a heart attack... not that they're likely amongst agents but it is the unexpected things that cost lives. Now I have one more hypothetical; One of your companions took a fall badly and has broken their tibia and fibula in one leg. Part of the tibia pierced the skin and is exposed to the air." he says.
Navara grimaces slightly at Willy's story, but is happy to see he was able to laugh at it. "Before p-day, I was interning over at the museum. Ended up getting infected fairly early on, and ended up looking not too different from my neighbor's house cats. It...took a lot of focus, but I managed to keep ahold of my senses until the inoculations came out. Until then though, I tended to be very irritable."
Amethyst's ears fold back, and she brushes a chestnut lock of hair from her face. The feline tail behind her flicks through the air a bit anxiously. "Aside from disinfecting and covering the compound fracture, the biggest focus should be on stabilization and immobilization. Take from what's around to make a splint, and try to keep the injured person from moving. Of course, it can't be truly fixed if we don't have a way to see the fracture, so the best course of action would be splinting it and keeping it elevated until we get back so that it can be set properly."
Cookies nods towards the others again and moves her arms to cross beneath her massive bosom. "Sounds about right all around. Coincidental clusterfuck is the name of the game, it seems." She pats a hand on her chest, making it jiggle ever so slightly in the armor. "Long story short, I was at the anime con for my birthday when shit hit the fan. Worst gift EVER. I made the mistake of cosplaying as a catgirl from a video game I liked. Lo and behold the results." She makes a sweeping gesture down her body.
Firecracker chews up her grape quite happily as the others talk about their pasts. After a good amount of juicy goodness, she swallows it down with a gulp! "Oh! I woke up and made pancakes and then went explorin' and then came here!" and ate some grapes!" she says, kicking her hindlegs back and forth idly.
Neil nods, "That is correct. It does appear that you are a reasonably well qualified medic." he says. He looks down at his partially integrated bamboozler then back to Amethyst, "I believe you're qualified. Please send in the Serval." he says.
Meanwhile Alissa is listening intently to the stories of the Agents while they wait for everyone to have an interview. Once Amethyst exits the interviewing room she smiles at her, "How did it go?" she asks.
Amethyst brings her hands together, her fingers intertwining. "Thank you, sir. I'll send her right in." The kitten girl turns, stepping out, her tail a bit higher than it was when she entered... And immediately upon entering the briefing room the kitten lets out a held breath, her back slumping. She looked utterly exhausted. At the question, her ear rotates towards Alissa, her face following suit soon after. "One of the hardest I've had, honestly. I didn't quite expect to be quizzed." She smiles sheepishly, moving over to a seat and sitting down, taking her messenger bag off her shoulder. Amethyst Then looks over to Navara. "Your turn next, Nav! Good luck in there."
Navara perks her ears up as she her name called. Her limbs stretch, reaching for the ceiling as she let's out a sigh of relief. "Well, times time to get this over with..." A small spring to her steps, she strides gracefully through the doorway. As she bring her large form, to sit in the chair she briefly flashes a smile to Niel.
"Didja win?!" Firecracker asks the returning catgirl as she flips back over to rest on her belly once again. "And good luck!" she adds, waving to the departing cat. So many cats!
Neil watches the Serval enter and responds to her polite slime with one of his own. "Hello. Now let's get to the business shall we? What skills do you posses that you believe qualifies you for this mission?" he says. He is then quiet and still as he awaits her response.
Alissa smiles at Navara as she heads into the interviewing room, "Good luck Nav." she says before turning her attention back to the Agents in the room with her.
Cookies huffs through her nose and quirks an eyebrow at Amethyst. "Really? What he had me do was chump work." She starts to pace around the room a bit, growing increasingly restless again. "I hate waiting more than anything in the goddamned world."
Amethyst gives a small giggle. "Barely. Hard to prove yourself as a competent medic with only a few theoretical symptoms to go off of. I work best when I actually have a patient." The kitten-girl leans back, tilting her face upwards towards the ceiling.
Navara takes a deep breath, her slitted amber eyes locking intently on Neil. "Largely, the survival skills I've learned while living near the edge of the bubble. I know what it can be like out there and can help get us what we need from the environment if necessary. Beyond that, while I'm not skilled with technology I can offer my physical prowess and aid in any heavy lifting. Perhaps even get to places that are more challenging to reach."
Neil nods slowly, "Alright..." he says, being a clockwork form you can almost see the gears in his head turning as he thinks. "So have you any experience with handling large and fragile objects? Some of the choicest salvage is so hard to acquire because it is both heavy and fragile." he explains.
Navara furrows her brows questioningly at the question. Her eyes shift around if she actually had done such lifting. ".....Not since pre-pday...AT the time, I sometimes handled relics. Oh, I don't believe it'll be too effective out there but I do have a NICE."
Neil nods as the Navara explains, "I have had agents tell me so long as someone runs Regulation those things are quite powerful." he says. He takes a breath, his clockwork body making several whirring and licking noises as he does, and then says, "Might I ask what 'nanomagics'. you have?"
"Chump work? What kinda chump work?" Firecracker asks Cookies from her position before turning to the other cat in the room. "And what thingies were ya talkin' about?"
Cookies rolls her hand in brief gesture. "Crummy computer thing needed fixing. Sort of."
Navara chuckles. "I...had quite an extensive an extensive bit learned. I have medical, hydrodynamic, biochemistry, edible, culinary, secretion, pharmaceutical, emotional aura, telepathic, radiotelepathic, nanite scanning, sensory download, sensory upload, and detachable nanomagics. I also have a small about of medicinal experience."
Amethyst sits back up, her ears perked. After sitting down she seemed to regain some of her lost energy. She turns to Firecracker, her hands moving to her lap, fingers wrapping around the edge of her skirt. "Head trauma, cardiac arrest, compound fractures. Standard medical emergencies..." The kitten girl's ears fold back, looking a little sheepish. "I've been too comfortable in the bubble. While I have to do some pretty embarrassing to help injuries here, at least my body's... assets deal with them much easier." Her arms wrap around her torso, struggling not to blush at the memories. She even shoots a glance at Willy, but mostly just goes quiet.
Neil nods slowly as he listens to the list, a clockwork ticking coming from his neck as he listents. "Alright then. It appears that unless you're a proficient liar you are a fairly capable survivalist. I will need to come up with a test so I will have one for survivalists next time but for now I haven't seen a hint of lies so I'll accept you for this mission. I would tell you to send in the pegasus but I need a break. You may return to the group but give me five minutes before sending her in." he says.
