Technologists Continue their Research - RPLOG

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!

Angus rests his hand on the grip of his Rapier, squeezing the weathered leather. "The Technologists. A group that believes that we shouldn't be worshiping the creators. Last time I ran into them they were using torture to experiment on beings that displayed aspect of a Sacred family...And they are rather ruthless. Do not get captured." He comments bluntly, anger starting to rise as he remembers what they did to his sister. "Greeting Alanis, you're just in time to join us in a hunt."

Amy listens to Angus' words most and then to Dio, "Well, if you two have had some dealings or stories with them before, maybe you should lead us, do you think we should check out the 'secert' thieve's guild, the location of the last abduction, or do you have some other idea?" she asks, looking to Alanis as she joins them, "Lady Solacious." she says giving a curtsey, then blinks at Angus' explination, "Then... caution should be exercised." she says, a hand on one of her twin blades.

Sylera winces at the description of what the group might, and is, capable of. "Indeed caution seems to be warranted... The last abduction site might yeild clues..." Still the betta is a tad surprised that evidently people of some renown appear to have answered the call going by the guards reaction.

Running a few calculations within his head, Dio calls upon the wonderful powers of water magic to dwell up a splash of water upon the group around him. Rather than being an annoying soakage of aquatic measures, this water feels strangely refreshing, helping to ward off what may ail them in the future. "Technologist ya say? I ain't dedicated to one o' those sacred families 'r whatever, but we can't let that go aroun'..." The lion looks around for a few moments and then sets sights upon Angus. "Maybe we could set up a trap o' sorts? Ya got somethin' goin' on with yer tail, fox-kit."

Amy gives a slight growl to no one in particular, "Ok, if no one has any other ideas, lets be off to the last site of an abduction." She says, leading the way toward the Market Square. Once there, she takes a moment to point out the location, just infront of a jewlery shop, "The last abductie to be noticed missing was an apprentace from that shop. After leaving for the night two nights ago, he never returned for his next leasons. Wyld Garnarth, Lepord of the Adaptable Clan." She says, "It is suspected the he was taken there," She says pointing at the street corner between a pair of shops and leading into an alley way."

Angus turn, giving Dio a slight smirk. "Nah, my tail is supposed to be this way. Kitsune isn't my only sacred family Dio." He states, before following after Amy. When they get to the location he eyes the jewelry shop then the alleyway. "Last time I encountered these guys they were working out of the cellar of an abandoned house. So I believe Dio's idea of using me as bait might be a sound one. As they already know I'm of a sacred family." He taps the handle of his Rapier, waiting patiently for when he can tear the throats out of these beings, and their dispicible group....

As Dio works his magic Sylera accepts the blessing with a smile, looking at the lion with new respect. When they arrive the betta peers around the area listening to the others. At Angus's statement however she also looks at him with new respect. Seemed she was amongst very important people indeed. "I'd hate the thought of using someone as bait... But then it sounds as if you're known to them which could work for and against us..."

With his protective measures set upon the group, Dio switches his soul gems once more, replacing them with the ones he was wearing before. "Kitsune ya call it? How interestin'. I suppose it could work if we can hide good enough," he comments, following along with Amy and the rest of the group. "If we can't stop 'em in the act, findin' where they're takin' people will allow us to bust 'em like that drug den awhile back." Dio looks down at his own weapon and taps the heavy shield upon his back before looking at the rest of the group. "It'll be dangerous, but so are a lot o' things."

A brief flurry of activity, and then Sveta arrives on the scene just in time to join in on the action, quickly looking over the situation. Amy and Angus are given a terse nod each, the latter moreso than the former, Dio a roll of the eyes, and the new face...well, her usual calm demeanour. Saying nothing, the goshawk quickly takes stock of the situation, then prepares to ready her shield if need be.

Amy nods a bit, "Well, using someone as bait might not be a bad idea, and who better to use then Lord Solacious! I hear he gets into quite a few troubles, yes My Lord?" she asks with a bit of marriment. A smile to Sylera, "Just stay on your toes and keep a look out." she says. Dio, another nod, and a greeting to Sveta, "Good evening, glad you could join us, I take it you have heard the news?"

Angus gives Sveta a nod. "So, we are all in agreement then. I'll be bait?" He asks, ears flicking as he looks around. Wait, what was that? movement barely catches his eye, was that a small ball in the darkness? "Might not need the bait...." He comments just loud enough for the group to hear as his left had wraps around the grip of his rapier, ready to draw if it's what he thinks it is...

Sylera gives a nod to the new arrival then sighs. "Yes if bait is needed..." She cocks her head and looks at Angus curiously, a hand poised as if she had been about to reach into a pocket. "What do you mean?"

"Good to see ya lass," Dio waves as Sveta approaches the group. However, such greetings and pleasnetries are cut short as Angus announces a mysterious presence among them. The lion reaches to his back and pulls out his trusty iron buckler to defend himself from whatever enemy that may go against them.

"I did hear the news. That's why I'm here," Sveta replies. "And I was about to say - what, Angus?"

The small sphere that Angus noticed bursts into a thick black smoke, coating over everything near. It is pitch black and smells worse then Dio before his bath, searing the eyes and chocking anyone who tries to breath it in. With almost clockwork percecion, poisonous darts fly in from just about every angle. Sylera is hit, but is able to shake off the poisons effects, still in a cloud of black however. Amy and Sveta are hit squarely, both passing out from the effects. Angus and Dio's quick thinking and foot work ensures they are clear of where they were a moment ago, darts intended for them striking nothing but air and pavement. For those still awake, the sound of footfalls can be heard swiftly being made in the nearly impossible to see through smoke.

Angus was anticipating an attack, dropping to the cobblestone as the smoke bomb goes off to avoid the darts. He heard the thing whistling by, the sound of footsteps confirming that the darts were no longer flying. The fox hops back up, drawing his Rapier and activating the runes upon the blade to have it burst into pure white flames as he readies to deflect a blade or dart.

Sylera coughs as the cloud comes up right around her, the discomfort not disguising the impact of the dart. Thankfully it had merely hit a fin so whatever was on it was easily resisted along with the magic that the lion had blessed her with. She tries to backpedal out of the cloud while drawing her dagger.

"Gah!" Dio dives to the ground and covers his fuzzy head and leonine ears in an attempt to dodge out of the way of whatever projectile was about to his his body. Luckily, he managed to get by with but a minor scrape upon his elbow. The lion looks around and spots a bellowing of smoke and runs some more calculations in his head, unleashing a large gust to fan it away from the group using some air magic.