1 Week Left to Wrangle the Quokka!
(2102) Eternal Seasons: Wranglers Wanted
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"Alright", she tells herself, "you can do it".
As she kneels over, acorns in her open palms and offering the creature her soothing words, something unexpected happens. She trips forward.
To the small animal it must have looked like a caricature of a bull's charge, the lounge of a predator.
failure
Nothing came over the radio. No locations. No sightings Did none of the know military protocol?
With a lurch, he realized, most of them probably didn't. How many fairy tales dealt with modern warfare? More than zero was a generous guess.
"Sound off," he shouted into the radio "Name, where you are, where you're heading, and contact with the fuzzy fuck," he didn't have time for pleasantries for Elenore if they wanted to catch it.
"This is Ram, heading west from the western fence. No contact with Elly or the quack. Over."
As he jogged he looked for Titania in every alley he passed.
2 successes
"Yea. that." He said after Ram, agreeing with the statement. Wondering if Titania's silence indicated she had the Quokka or not. "I'm still en route to the last report of its sighting, uh, coming from the tram? I haven't seen much honestly. Over." He'd bailed on trying to find the Quokka through tracking it and turned back to where his keen senses were better at, wide image, not narrow focus.
failure
--Titania
The quokka squeaks at the clear threat posture. Food was offered but this tall one was scary scary. It starts to run away from Titania. Well trained though it was, it still knew a threat display and this wasn't one of the tall ones that was his caretakers. Titania had used the worst stance possible.
Flavor text makes it sound like you'd spook it Titania, so it is spooked.
--Ram
Ram spots two things down that alley. Titania in a predatory stance holding a box of greens as she faces towards Ram is one of them.
The quokka squeaking whilst running towards the alley in fear is the other.
--John
James doesn't see them. He may be too far away still or perhaps not nearby.
--Circe
And Circe didn't get an answer about location, being left with a sore shin thanks to someone not cleaning up after themselves.
Red and black eyes dart around trying to find where Titania was at.
Not close enough
Having wandered furthest, Circe is having a hard time finding where Titania is. And is cursing very loudly in Italian as well so others should find Circe with relative ease.
Ram brought the radio up to his mouth when he saw Titania, ready to give her position. However, then he saw the quick furry movement and a deeper instinct kicked in. More than just mission objective in sight. More than get it now before it escapes. More... and less. The instinct any Beast would be more than familiar with. Chase!
"I got it," was the most that came through before he dropped the electronics to shatter on the concrete. Needed his hands free.
The great ogre bore down on the tiny creature with rapid speed that it couldn't help but notice. Not with the glamor of war crackling down the lava red breaks in his skin down to his hands.
Ram charges and attempts to initiate grapple.
7 successes
2 successes
--Ram/Quokka
[dice]86842[/dice]
The quokka goes through a valiant struggle to escape the Ogre and his bag!
It doesn't work but hey, num numbs are in the bag. Ram had done it. Catching the large, smiling rodent. It looks like it can't get out of the bag.
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2 successes
Circe on the other hand finally manages to spot Titania, "Oi! Star girl? Where's the rat?!"
Looks like we're good to wrap at just under the wire, for the quokka's in the bag. And per Unarmed Combat grapple rules, yes. Ram did reduce the qoukka to a chance dice.
"Mr. Ram captured it", she says offering a thumbs up and a sigh of elation. "It was an amazing fight really", could they tell it was the British sarcasm at play.
"Good work... all of us, I guess"
"Good job, both of you." He said over the radio, then letting a deep sigh of elation out as he wandered off the path and leaned against a wall catching his breath. Boy was he out of shape, he really needed to work on that if he was going to be out in the hedge more. Despite all that he pulled out a cigarette and put it between his lips. Victors go the spoils right? Silly, adorable rodent.
The lost are victorious! With not the monarchs but the regular courtiers having overcome the great peril that threatened their Freehold.
By shoving a adorable, trained, fluffy animal into a bag.
The important thing was that the Lost could call off the search, which Circe did, and there would be no major media attention about the situation.
"Okay? YES. Yes it has been caught! Get over here," Circe gets off the radio to give Ram a thumbs up, "Great work bro! Whatever ya want fer food or drinks, I'm buying fer ya tonight. Or tomorrow, whichever."
The quokka is handed off to the zoo staff and a few employees hand praise over to Ram as that happens. All in all, a successful night of work.
Fun scene folks! Great job but we are out of time for a follow up party scene :( Have a great week.