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"Boss, I told ya. I don't need anyone else coming in and messing with the Engineering department's dynamic! Look, I know we're short staffed, but I promise, there's a reason for that! I work better when it's just me, okay? I can handle the workload!"
Griz was loudly talking into her phone, working on a malfunctioning silk bot… clearly not having the best time. The initial rush of the hotel's opening season was winding down, and now the higher ups were looking at the collected data. And now, Griz's little acts of rebellion were coming to bite her in the ass.
"What? The hell you mean you've sent someone over? No no no, don't you change the topic. WAIT, DAMMIT DON'T YOU HANG UP ON ME- FUCK!"
The lizard threw her phone in frustration… she was gonna be audited, it seemed. Someone had come to check on her work, and she wasn't here for it.
She needed to look out. And get ready to lock that stupid inspector away.
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This was quite the predicament.
Coco was meant to meet some people here, a group of friends that he would be spending a weekend with. He had had fun just relaxing around the hotel for the past hour after checking in, settling in cozy corners of the hotel lounge and poolside coves. But he hadn't heard anything from his friends. The last text had been an hour ago. And while he knew that said friend's phone network was NOT exactly reliable, he couldn't help but be worried.
Looking around, he would dial his friend, punching in their number and calling… but of course, the signal by the pool wasn't great. That, stacked with some rambunctious parrots who had shown up and started playing pool chicken, made it hard for him to focus.
Tutting in annoyance, he would make his way inside, looking for a quieter spot to try and get a hold of his friend.
The eagle phoenix hybrid carefully moved past a crowd of ocelots and meerkats going into the pool space, and into the hall where the pool's entrance was located. Surely there was an area where they had booths for phone calls? At least places for people to go to have a private conversation…?
He would poke his head into different doors, or at least any that weren't marked as Employees only. Finally, he found what looked like a side room, completely deserted save for some robotics parts and half done machines…
Well. This was as good as it was going to get.
"C'monnnn, pick up, dammit." Coco grumbled, looking over the weird little machines. They sure were spindly, and just… a little too insect-like for his taste. The bird paced the room, grumbling…
Why weren't they picking up?
Of course, the stupid bastard's phone sent him to voicemail.
"Ughhhhh." He groaned as the stupid stallion's obnoxious voice mail message played. "Look, Champ, I dunno where you guys are, but call me back as soon as you get this, I've been trying to get a hold of you all day!" He complained as he picked up one of the little spindly machines. "I swear, I've been waiting for an hour."
He hung up, only to nearly drop his phone when he heard a voice.
"The hell are you doing in here?"
The phoeagle juggled his phone, whirling around to see a very tense looking lizard woman staring him down. "Oh. You startled me! I was taking a pretty important phone call. Didn't need to expose the rest of the hotel to it, y'know?"
"Yeah?" The lizard tilted her head. "Who were you calling?"
"Just some…associates." Coco frowned, drawing himself up to seem more impressive. "Never you mind!"
"Uh-huh." The lizard would fish something from a pack on her hip… and pull out a remote control.
One click, and two of the less damaged bots would suddenly spring to life. They stood and immediately jumped on the hybrid to take them down.
Coco yelped, eyes wide as he was tackled, forced to drop his phone as the little machines worked with surprising speed. Under normal circumstances, they'd be cocooning the helpless bird in silk. But today, the struggling and protesting bird would be bound up tight in a layer of webbing, before the silk bots dragged him back deeper into the depths of the hotel…
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"Let me GO! Unhand me! I won't stand for this!" Coco screeched.
"Aww, you think just because you're some plant sent by my bosses, you can bully me?" Griz sneered, as the silk bots pulled the struggling phoeagle into one of Griz's lab set ups. "Nah. You're gonna be staying here until my bosses decide to let me do as I need to. So why don't you get comfortable?"
"I-I'm not working for your boss! What the hell are you talking about!?" Coco protested. The silk bots would leave the bound avian on the floor, while Griz grabbed some equipment.
"You can cut the act. I know you're gonna report me the second I let you loose. So you can just forget it." Griz huffed, going and grabbing some leather straps. She would force the bound bird's legs up, using the leather straps to bind her in a sitting position with her knees to her chest. More straps would be used to bind her wings to her sides, securing them firmly.
"How dare you! I'll have you fired for this- Ghk!" Coco gagged and squirmed as Griz put on a nice stiff posture collar around his neck, ensuring he couldn't try and yank his head away. "HNNGHK! LEGHK ME GH!"
"God, you're persistent." Griz rolled her eyes as she dragged the struggling bird to one of the lab stations. A glass tube was stationed there, empty thus far... but it was clear that it would not be for long.
The glass slid upward into the ceiling, allowing Griz to set their prisoner down. The lizard firmly slid a rubber breathing mask onto Coco's beak, ensuring that oxygen was being pumped into it.
"Mmmmmph…!" The seal was so tight it even muffled their protests, it seemed.
"Now. We can figure out what to do with you once my shift is over. For now…" Griz slid the blinders down on the captive's mask, blacking out their world for the foreseeable future. The lizard backed off, and slid the tank shut again… She settled in, watching the captive struggle before pushing the button to fill with water.
The captive would thrash as the tank filled with water, letting out very muffled noises of panic and protest. Little by little, they would be floated to the top of the tank, their struggles increasing the more water poured in. Eventually, of course, they would be left suspended in water, perfectly capable of breathing but also perfectly trapped.
The lizard looked down and saw that a silk bot had brought the bird's phone… it appeared to be ringing as well…
"Hm. Well, we can give this back to them later." She said, setting it on a workbench and letting it ring. Griz made sure the outer shell of the tube was put up, a metal barrier to ensure that any cracks or leaks would be caught before they spilled, and shut off the lights.
The tube's shielding was disguised as a mere metal transport pipe, which blended in with the rest of the lab's decor …
Griz was loudly talking into her phone, working on a malfunctioning silk bot… clearly not having the best time. The initial rush of the hotel's opening season was winding down, and now the higher ups were looking at the collected data. And now, Griz's little acts of rebellion were coming to bite her in the ass.
"What? The hell you mean you've sent someone over? No no no, don't you change the topic. WAIT, DAMMIT DON'T YOU HANG UP ON ME- FUCK!"
The lizard threw her phone in frustration… she was gonna be audited, it seemed. Someone had come to check on her work, and she wasn't here for it.
She needed to look out. And get ready to lock that stupid inspector away.
===
This was quite the predicament.
Coco was meant to meet some people here, a group of friends that he would be spending a weekend with. He had had fun just relaxing around the hotel for the past hour after checking in, settling in cozy corners of the hotel lounge and poolside coves. But he hadn't heard anything from his friends. The last text had been an hour ago. And while he knew that said friend's phone network was NOT exactly reliable, he couldn't help but be worried.
Looking around, he would dial his friend, punching in their number and calling… but of course, the signal by the pool wasn't great. That, stacked with some rambunctious parrots who had shown up and started playing pool chicken, made it hard for him to focus.
Tutting in annoyance, he would make his way inside, looking for a quieter spot to try and get a hold of his friend.
The eagle phoenix hybrid carefully moved past a crowd of ocelots and meerkats going into the pool space, and into the hall where the pool's entrance was located. Surely there was an area where they had booths for phone calls? At least places for people to go to have a private conversation…?
He would poke his head into different doors, or at least any that weren't marked as Employees only. Finally, he found what looked like a side room, completely deserted save for some robotics parts and half done machines…
Well. This was as good as it was going to get.
"C'monnnn, pick up, dammit." Coco grumbled, looking over the weird little machines. They sure were spindly, and just… a little too insect-like for his taste. The bird paced the room, grumbling…
Why weren't they picking up?
Of course, the stupid bastard's phone sent him to voicemail.
"Ughhhhh." He groaned as the stupid stallion's obnoxious voice mail message played. "Look, Champ, I dunno where you guys are, but call me back as soon as you get this, I've been trying to get a hold of you all day!" He complained as he picked up one of the little spindly machines. "I swear, I've been waiting for an hour."
He hung up, only to nearly drop his phone when he heard a voice.
"The hell are you doing in here?"
The phoeagle juggled his phone, whirling around to see a very tense looking lizard woman staring him down. "Oh. You startled me! I was taking a pretty important phone call. Didn't need to expose the rest of the hotel to it, y'know?"
"Yeah?" The lizard tilted her head. "Who were you calling?"
"Just some…associates." Coco frowned, drawing himself up to seem more impressive. "Never you mind!"
"Uh-huh." The lizard would fish something from a pack on her hip… and pull out a remote control.
One click, and two of the less damaged bots would suddenly spring to life. They stood and immediately jumped on the hybrid to take them down.
Coco yelped, eyes wide as he was tackled, forced to drop his phone as the little machines worked with surprising speed. Under normal circumstances, they'd be cocooning the helpless bird in silk. But today, the struggling and protesting bird would be bound up tight in a layer of webbing, before the silk bots dragged him back deeper into the depths of the hotel…
===
"Let me GO! Unhand me! I won't stand for this!" Coco screeched.
"Aww, you think just because you're some plant sent by my bosses, you can bully me?" Griz sneered, as the silk bots pulled the struggling phoeagle into one of Griz's lab set ups. "Nah. You're gonna be staying here until my bosses decide to let me do as I need to. So why don't you get comfortable?"
"I-I'm not working for your boss! What the hell are you talking about!?" Coco protested. The silk bots would leave the bound avian on the floor, while Griz grabbed some equipment.
"You can cut the act. I know you're gonna report me the second I let you loose. So you can just forget it." Griz huffed, going and grabbing some leather straps. She would force the bound bird's legs up, using the leather straps to bind her in a sitting position with her knees to her chest. More straps would be used to bind her wings to her sides, securing them firmly.
"How dare you! I'll have you fired for this- Ghk!" Coco gagged and squirmed as Griz put on a nice stiff posture collar around his neck, ensuring he couldn't try and yank his head away. "HNNGHK! LEGHK ME GH!"
"God, you're persistent." Griz rolled her eyes as she dragged the struggling bird to one of the lab stations. A glass tube was stationed there, empty thus far... but it was clear that it would not be for long.
The glass slid upward into the ceiling, allowing Griz to set their prisoner down. The lizard firmly slid a rubber breathing mask onto Coco's beak, ensuring that oxygen was being pumped into it.
"Mmmmmph…!" The seal was so tight it even muffled their protests, it seemed.
"Now. We can figure out what to do with you once my shift is over. For now…" Griz slid the blinders down on the captive's mask, blacking out their world for the foreseeable future. The lizard backed off, and slid the tank shut again… She settled in, watching the captive struggle before pushing the button to fill with water.
The captive would thrash as the tank filled with water, letting out very muffled noises of panic and protest. Little by little, they would be floated to the top of the tank, their struggles increasing the more water poured in. Eventually, of course, they would be left suspended in water, perfectly capable of breathing but also perfectly trapped.
The lizard looked down and saw that a silk bot had brought the bird's phone… it appeared to be ringing as well…
"Hm. Well, we can give this back to them later." She said, setting it on a workbench and letting it ring. Griz made sure the outer shell of the tube was put up, a metal barrier to ensure that any cracks or leaks would be caught before they spilled, and shut off the lights.
The tube's shielding was disguised as a mere metal transport pipe, which blended in with the rest of the lab's decor …
