MPD Mission Log 2 (TZ)

Second Mission Log in the MPD Archives.

Losing Identity
Sometime much later, the two are traveling in a transport van owned by the MPD Enforcers Division, with two armed guards sitting opposite them by the van doors. There is not a threatening air, but neither are they comfortable. Lux sits in the front seat driving, rather adept at the task.

"''We will be at the main branch within the next few hours. I would suggest you try and rest while you can." ''For some reason the Administrator had begun speaking via a robotic text to speech device, and had refused to elaborate on why.

"Please keep yourselves calm, the process will not take long if you follow our instructions. Remember that once you are registered, you are forbidden from public displays of power or transformations that would endanger any adjacent civilians. You may not use superhuman abilities or force against a human or engage in combat against another Myth, especially if human lives are at risk. Violating these rules may result in permanent containment, use of power suppression and mind controlling collars, or termination."

Mordecai rolls his eyes and mumbles. "I doubt i'd be more likely to attack people just because i'm a Myth now." Despite his thorny attitude its clear that Mordecai is unnerved.

Mariel seems to have fallen asleep again, having had not much sleep the last 24 hours. She is resting against Mordecai's shoulder and side, her body completely up against him. Her ears occasionally twitch in her sleep, while her tails passively swish from time to time, occasionally brushing up against his cheek, tickling him. He can hear a light snore from her as she breathes.

He doesn't actually seemed bothered at all by this, and instead lets her rest peacefully. Every time one of her tails lightly swishes his cheek however, he does his best to keep from turning a light shade of red.

Eventually he feels her tail rest against his face, particuarly his nose.

Not only does Mordecai get a little more red, but he starts to feel a sneeze coming. "Come on not now, don't do this to me stupid body of mine!" He barely manages to hold it in.

The tail continues to rest on him, though it twitches randomly, not helping the situation.

Mordecai turns his head ever so slightly so that the tail can no longer reach his nose. "Oh thank god sweet release."

The tail is now resting on his lap, plushy and fluffy, occasionally twitching in her sleep. The fur seems to be rather glamourous in terms of quality, most foxes would kill to have fur as soft and fine.

Mordecai makes nothing of it for a second before he notices. "Don't pet the tail, don't pet the tail, don't pet the tail...." It takes a few seconds for him to give in as he pets the tail for a small second. "SHIT."

She moans in her sleep, murmuring, "Oh Morde I wanna bite you~ ...no, too cute..." She continues to snore.

Mordecai turns brick red, mouth agaoe as his soul has left his body.

Mariel continues to snore, as if unaware of the events thus far.

Mordecai snaps out of it, and decides to wake up Mariel while never ever speaking of this ever. He gently shakes her.

"Nooo... I don't wanna party..."

He shakes her a little bit more. "I'd rather go to a party than what we're doing right now. Just wake up, please?"

She snorts before beginning to rouse. "Why is the room shaking so much...?" She grumbles.

"We're going to get registered, remember? You decided to rest your eyes along the way."

Her eyes darken. "...I wanna sleep now."

"You've been sleeping for awhile now, im not that bad to spend time with."

"...I don't want to think about what we're about to do, Mordecai... ...it feels wrong."

"I just want to make sure we're safe. I doubt things will go our way if we don't do this."

"And how will it go any better if we do? We're still like this, and it's not like we really get any rights as people. We're going to live life possibly getting stabbed in the neck with every person we pass, and getting hateful looks every which way. ...Plus other Agencies might just ignore our registration and still attack us, and what if this Agency runs out of money? What then? We're putting ourselves in people's hands that might not even deliver!" She seems deeply worried.

Mordecai seems both annoyed and worried at the same time. "I don't know Mariel, honestly. I just don't want to think about these things yet. We've already been through hell, we don't need assume theres more waiting for us along the way. Maybe we'll get a break. Can you just please put trust in me?"

"''We'll be coming up on the facility soon. I don't reccomend any funny buisness once we arrive." ''Lux speaks.

Mordecai rolls his eyes. "You heard him. No funny business." Mordecai has his eyes crossed and his making circle around his head with a finger in mockery.

A paper wad smacks him in the forehead. "I saw that."

The van begins to slow.

Nordecai shrugs. "Think you'll be okay Mariel?"

She shakes her head slowly.

He sighs, looking both annoyed and bad. "I'll hold your hand throughout the entire time if you need me to."

She seems to instantly grab his hand when he says this.

He meant it as more of a joke, making him rather surprised. "O-oh wait um, really? I...okay." He holds her hand, oddly seeming nervous. "Uh...come on, lets get this stupid shit over with. Then we can do whatever you like, i'll treat you to your favorite restaurant, okay?"

She reluctantly stands with him, not speaking. The van has come to a stop, and Lux gets out, and they can hear guards on the other side of the van doors walking up.

He massages her hand a little bit to comfort her. "We're strong, don't worry."

The doors open, and a group of ten guards standing behind Lux awaits. "Come with us, quickly. Let's get this going."

Mordecai steps out of the van, leading Mariel along.

She follows him slowly, as Lux leads them toward a large facility and its front entrance.

He walks through the front entrance as Lux leads them, not really bothering to take everything in as he usually would.

He leads them down into the lower levels, into the basement areas. He eventually arrives at two doors, and motions for Mordecai to go through one, but makes Mariel go through the other. She does not seem to be happy about it at all.

He reluctantly lets go of her hand. "Again, sorry im pretty much making us do this. Like I said though i'll treat you to whatever you want after." Mordecai walks through the other door.

He sees her guided into the other room, the door closing behind her. A guard prods him in the back with a gun. "Hurry up."