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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>Standing at the market squire is Amy, a tigress in guard's uniform, waiting for those to answer the call to help with the investigaton. With her caption offially on matunity leave, she was put 'on call' which is a nice way to say 'the worst jobs at the worst times.' Still, she was a bit optomistic about this one. The scattered clouds above gave some reprieve from the sun, while it was still a bit on the warm side.<br> <br>Angus walks towards the meeting place, a little on edge as this mission seems rather serious. "Amy." He greets his Sisters subordinate, tipping his hat as he comes to a stop and looks her over. "Will you be joining us?" The fox asks, fixing the clasp of his cloak as he looks her over. He was a little nervous, fully armed for any situtation after hearing the tails of beings breaking down and getting violent....<br> <br>Stepping into the market square Sylera glances about, eyes roving until they set upon the lioness in uniform. Nodding she continues onward towards her and the male that had just arrived and stops a few feet away. "Greetings... I take it this is the meeting place for the call?" The betta's tail fin swishes slowly behind her.<br> <br>Injuries be damned! Even if they try to damn himself! Hearing the call for assistance, Dio walks his way towards the market with a slight limp on his left side, but each day brings a healthier and healthier lion. With a bullet hole lodged directly in his highly regarded coat, along with a dagger cut upon the shoulder, a trip to the tailor is probably needed in the near future. But there are more important things to be done! "Ooh," Dio says, making his way towards the group. "It's the liony lass! Been a bit o' time 'asn't it?" Giving Angus a small wave, he looks towards the fishy fellow and smiles. "An' 'ello to you too, lass. Never seen ya 'roun' 'ere before."<br> <br>Amy looks over to Angus first, giving a curtsey, "My Lord, thank you for showing up to help, and how goes My Lady Mirana's ... stay in the church?" she asks, next a creature she rarely sees, a Betta, but a nod to her as well, "Thank you as well," then... oh creators no.. not that lion... "Dio..." she says. She looks around to those assembled, "So, here is what we have so far, beings making their way home for the night, just disapper. They usually return a few days later with very unusual behaviors. The General in charge of Sweetwater National Security has issued a statement to begin a detailed investigation starting with us, so, anyone have any ideas where we should start? I was thinking the Mange Square." She says, tail flicking about as she looks to Dio.<br> <br>Angus turns, eyeing the Betta a little before he gives a nod of greeting. "Hello there, and hello to you to Dio." He frowns when he notices Dio's limp, now worried about the lion as he ponder Amy's words. "Is Mange square where these beings are disappearing, or is that were they are reappearing?" He asks as he hooks a thumb in his belt.<br> <br>Sylera gives a polite nod to those here. "Good afternoon." She says looking over the new arrival before turning back with interest as the lioness begins her explanation. "Unfortunately I know not the area as well as the rest of you might..." She shrugs, disturbing the bottle at her hip which sloshes.<br> <br>A small grin grows over Dio's short muzzle. A sort of goofy grin that only a true lovable oaf like he could provide. The lion scoots over towards Amy and gives her a few pats upon the back. "Ya look so 'appy to see me, lass!" He laughs, and then suddenly goes into serious business mode. "But anyways, that's somethin'. 'ave ya ever gotten to interview the poor lads and lasses that got taken away? Perhaps there's a pattern there to be seen: Species, affiliation, clan, house, trade, etc." Giving the lioness some room, he backs off a bit before continuing. "When did this whole problem start anyways?"<br> <br>Amy shakes her head to Angus, "No, they reappear outside of the city gates, and have been disappearing from all over the city, Mange Square, Market Square, Saints Square, even the Noble Housing." She responds before looking Dio, "We have talked to them, and there seems to be nothing consistant except for time of day, it is almost always late evening, early night when they are taken, and almost always very early morning when they return. Species, clan, soul gifed, even nation of origin seem to make no differance." she says, waiting for other good ideas.<br> <br>Angus blinks. "So, no profiling at all? Intresting." This was starting to get curious, the fox rather intrested as he gives Dio a smile. "Dio, you know your still wounded..." He didn't really want the lion coming along, but more eyes on the situation would definitly help. So he unholsters his pistol, switches his grip around and offers it to the Lion by the handle. "Mind using this instead of your blades? Would feel more comfortable if you did."<br> <br>Sylera considers for a few moments. "The abductions sound very carefully thought out given the lack of pattern... Or they've gotten extremely lucky." Curiously the betta only seems to have a dagger at her belt but carries herself confidently despite the seeming lack of armament. At the comment about wounds she runs her gaze over Dio once more, pausing at each hole or slash in his garments. "Are you... Certain that you're up to this?"<br> <br>"Jus' targetin' poor beings at random is it?" Dio brings a hand to his fuzzy chin chin and rubs it in a classic representation of thought. "I suppose before we 'ead on out to investigate the field, did the victims manage to see anythin' before bein' swooped up by whatever we're after?" Noicing a gun handle being pointed in his direction, the lion considers it for a few moments and eventually shakes a hand along with his mane filled head. "I'll be fine, lads 'n' lasses. Jus' a little limp 'ere an' there. Ain't too big a deal, ya know? When the adrenaline kicks in, nobody's gonna know the difference."<br> <br>Mirana looks around once more, "Well, I hate going in blind as much as the next being, but we don't have much to go on." she says. Dio's question makes her think a moment though, "Smoke, they said they saw smoke before being taken, and that they were drugged." she says, tapping her boots together a moment. The lioness isn't the picture of beauty, having been in a few fights before, and having a mostly athletic figure. "Well, I can tell you the last place someone was taking from, that we know of, was from Market Square."<br> <br>Angus nods to Dio, reholstering the pistol. "Well, still...Wait, what?" His ears perk up as he turns to Amy, staring a little bit. "They saw smoke before being taken, and they were drugged? .....For the love of the Creators, I think I know who is doing this." He pinches the bridge of his nose, praying to the creators that he was wrong about this.....<br> <br>Sylera shrugs as Dio brushes off the concern directed at him before turning back to the group at large or perhaps Angus. "You do?" She arches an eyebrow. "That was relatively quick. I suppose you'll be sharing then?"<br> <br>alanis needs some new boots an maybe a new sword, just to show off, so she goes to the market. and what does she find there? her bosses from the LB.<br> <br>alanis greets them. "good day laid... mirana.... sir.."<br> <br>"I think I remember hearin' somethin' 'bout this," Dio replies. "There was a snake lass, maybe some darts, I'm not sure. I mighta been a bit drunk at the time ya see." The lion rubs at his head and through his dense mane, using his other to wave at the new arrival. "If they're poisionin' people o' somethin', maybe I can help reduce the effects. At least a little..." Reaching into his pocket, he switches out his souls for something more water magic friendly, taking a minute to bless the group around him with a wonderful and refreshing blessing of water!

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Revision as of 06:24, 9 November 2013

Participants

• Alanis
• Angus
• Dio
• Mirana
• Sveta
• Sylera

Date

9/11/476

Log

Standing at the market squire is Amy, a tigress in guard's uniform, waiting for those to answer the call to help with the investigaton. With her caption offially on matunity leave, she was put 'on call' which is a nice way to say 'the worst jobs at the worst times.' Still, she was a bit optomistic about this one. The scattered clouds above gave some reprieve from the sun, while it was still a bit on the warm side.

Angus walks towards the meeting place, a little on edge as this mission seems rather serious. "Amy." He greets his Sisters subordinate, tipping his hat as he comes to a stop and looks her over. "Will you be joining us?" The fox asks, fixing the clasp of his cloak as he looks her over. He was a little nervous, fully armed for any situtation after hearing the tails of beings breaking down and getting violent....

Stepping into the market square Sylera glances about, eyes roving until they set upon the lioness in uniform. Nodding she continues onward towards her and the male that had just arrived and stops a few feet away. "Greetings... I take it this is the meeting place for the call?" The betta's tail fin swishes slowly behind her.

Injuries be damned! Even if they try to damn himself! Hearing the call for assistance, Dio walks his way towards the market with a slight limp on his left side, but each day brings a healthier and healthier lion. With a bullet hole lodged directly in his highly regarded coat, along with a dagger cut upon the shoulder, a trip to the tailor is probably needed in the near future. But there are more important things to be done! "Ooh," Dio says, making his way towards the group. "It's the liony lass! Been a bit o' time 'asn't it?" Giving Angus a small wave, he looks towards the fishy fellow and smiles. "An' 'ello to you too, lass. Never seen ya 'roun' 'ere before."

Amy looks over to Angus first, giving a curtsey, "My Lord, thank you for showing up to help, and how goes My Lady Mirana's ... stay in the church?" she asks, next a creature she rarely sees, a Betta, but a nod to her as well, "Thank you as well," then... oh creators no.. not that lion... "Dio..." she says. She looks around to those assembled, "So, here is what we have so far, beings making their way home for the night, just disapper. They usually return a few days later with very unusual behaviors. The General in charge of Sweetwater National Security has issued a statement to begin a detailed investigation starting with us, so, anyone have any ideas where we should start? I was thinking the Mange Square." She says, tail flicking about as she looks to Dio.

Angus turns, eyeing the Betta a little before he gives a nod of greeting. "Hello there, and hello to you to Dio." He frowns when he notices Dio's limp, now worried about the lion as he ponder Amy's words. "Is Mange square where these beings are disappearing, or is that were they are reappearing?" He asks as he hooks a thumb in his belt.

Sylera gives a polite nod to those here. "Good afternoon." She says looking over the new arrival before turning back with interest as the lioness begins her explanation. "Unfortunately I know not the area as well as the rest of you might..." She shrugs, disturbing the bottle at her hip which sloshes.

A small grin grows over Dio's short muzzle. A sort of goofy grin that only a true lovable oaf like he could provide. The lion scoots over towards Amy and gives her a few pats upon the back. "Ya look so 'appy to see me, lass!" He laughs, and then suddenly goes into serious business mode. "But anyways, that's somethin'. 'ave ya ever gotten to interview the poor lads and lasses that got taken away? Perhaps there's a pattern there to be seen: Species, affiliation, clan, house, trade, etc." Giving the lioness some room, he backs off a bit before continuing. "When did this whole problem start anyways?"

Amy shakes her head to Angus, "No, they reappear outside of the city gates, and have been disappearing from all over the city, Mange Square, Market Square, Saints Square, even the Noble Housing." She responds before looking Dio, "We have talked to them, and there seems to be nothing consistant except for time of day, it is almost always late evening, early night when they are taken, and almost always very early morning when they return. Species, clan, soul gifed, even nation of origin seem to make no differance." she says, waiting for other good ideas.

Angus blinks. "So, no profiling at all? Intresting." This was starting to get curious, the fox rather intrested as he gives Dio a smile. "Dio, you know your still wounded..." He didn't really want the lion coming along, but more eyes on the situation would definitly help. So he unholsters his pistol, switches his grip around and offers it to the Lion by the handle. "Mind using this instead of your blades? Would feel more comfortable if you did."

Sylera considers for a few moments. "The abductions sound very carefully thought out given the lack of pattern... Or they've gotten extremely lucky." Curiously the betta only seems to have a dagger at her belt but carries herself confidently despite the seeming lack of armament. At the comment about wounds she runs her gaze over Dio once more, pausing at each hole or slash in his garments. "Are you... Certain that you're up to this?"

"Jus' targetin' poor beings at random is it?" Dio brings a hand to his fuzzy chin chin and rubs it in a classic representation of thought. "I suppose before we 'ead on out to investigate the field, did the victims manage to see anythin' before bein' swooped up by whatever we're after?" Noicing a gun handle being pointed in his direction, the lion considers it for a few moments and eventually shakes a hand along with his mane filled head. "I'll be fine, lads 'n' lasses. Jus' a little limp 'ere an' there. Ain't too big a deal, ya know? When the adrenaline kicks in, nobody's gonna know the difference."

Mirana looks around once more, "Well, I hate going in blind as much as the next being, but we don't have much to go on." she says. Dio's question makes her think a moment though, "Smoke, they said they saw smoke before being taken, and that they were drugged." she says, tapping her boots together a moment. The lioness isn't the picture of beauty, having been in a few fights before, and having a mostly athletic figure. "Well, I can tell you the last place someone was taking from, that we know of, was from Market Square."

Angus nods to Dio, reholstering the pistol. "Well, still...Wait, what?" His ears perk up as he turns to Amy, staring a little bit. "They saw smoke before being taken, and they were drugged? .....For the love of the Creators, I think I know who is doing this." He pinches the bridge of his nose, praying to the creators that he was wrong about this.....

Sylera shrugs as Dio brushes off the concern directed at him before turning back to the group at large or perhaps Angus. "You do?" She arches an eyebrow. "That was relatively quick. I suppose you'll be sharing then?"

alanis needs some new boots an maybe a new sword, just to show off, so she goes to the market. and what does she find there? her bosses from the LB.

alanis greets them. "good day laid... mirana.... sir.."

"I think I remember hearin' somethin' 'bout this," Dio replies. "There was a snake lass, maybe some darts, I'm not sure. I mighta been a bit drunk at the time ya see." The lion rubs at his head and through his dense mane, using his other to wave at the new arrival. "If they're poisionin' people o' somethin', maybe I can help reduce the effects. At least a little..." Reaching into his pocket, he switches out his souls for something more water magic friendly, taking a minute to bless the group around him with a wonderful and refreshing blessing of water!