EVENT: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS

[initiatesnpc]

Date & Time: October 24 - October 31
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: ALL; tag yourselves in
Summary: The Transports return from their mission to find the island crawling with monsters.
Warnings: Violence, possibly injuries (notify a mod if there's cause to add a particular warning!)

The Transports return from their mission to Medieval Russia, but the Initiative Hold is eerily deserted. Normally, their would be a number of Initiative personnel prepared to meet the Transports at the end of their mission for debriefing.

Instead, there is only silence.

That is, until a distant thumping sound can be heard. It is growing closer, and suddenly the beast is bursting into the room. It lets out a roar and charges. Within minutes, it is easily defeated, but damage has already been done -- it collided with the Transporter machine, which is now making a low fizzling sound and lets off a couple sparks. The commotion is enough to draw the attention of the few remaining Initiative personnel who still inhabit the Hold, who arrive immediately afterwards. They are able to tell the Transports two things: that the machine is broken and currently unable to sent anyone back in time, and that the island has been overrun with aggressive, mutated beasts sent by the United Earth. They have been under siege for months, with the island's population reduced to a mere fraction of what it had once been.

Comments

[livinuptothename]

[ Wow, way to cop an attitude, cat. Jason tries not to laugh, just in case the noise would freak out the cat and holds the plate up a little more at cat level.]

All right, jeez.

[onblackwings]

[ Yes, alright, acceptable. Khisanth leans forward and helps herself, a little glad to be eating properly again. None of this shoving food into her mouth with utensils business — eating as creatures should. She finishes it quickly and leans back again, falling to grooming her face and whiskers. ]

[livinuptothename]

[ Cats are so weird. He stays still till she finishes, finally shifting a bit to watch her washing her face.]

Ya know, I know a lady back home who'd love you. Pretty sure you two have a lot in common.

[onblackwings]

[ That gets a glance up at him, even a little curious, as if she'd heard and understood. She hasn't seen any reason to speak up and make herself known, but she's at least listening. That's a right granted him by the food. ]

[livinuptothename]

[ He totally isn't the type to spill his guts to a cat, but. Well, he kinda misses being able to be straight with someone.]

Yeah, she's got Cat in her title and everything. I was never a real big fan of hers, but it wouldn't be so bad having her around. Least as long as she knew who I was, ya know?

[onblackwings]

[ That actually catches her attention a little, if for no reason other than it's slightly puzzling. She knows who he is. He's... that guy, whose name she's never quite caught, irrepressibly and sometimes (often) irritatingly friendly and helpful.

Both ears cock toward him, and in a second she rises. It's not a long trip, she goes just far enough to bump against his leg. You may now pat, human. ]

[livinuptothename]

[Oh, hey. He can roll with this. Head pats and ear scritches all around.]

What, cat, you got a secret identity, too? Figures.

[onblackwings]

[ Oh, that's actually quite nice. It's a little tempting to just flop down and let him do that, but no! She has a mission to achieve now, and curiosity to sate. So she rises up to press both forepaws against his thigh, sniffing upward to his face. This had damn well better convey the feline curiosity that it takes for him to spill whatever secret he's talking about. ]