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And featuring his best wolf mook Kibble

And featuring the fellow goon lover FHGhenchman on discord and his two characters Phara and Specter

You find them at a special open house the TTF occasionally run to bring in more business and let clients experience the birds more easily. Hope you enjoy MERC and FHG having fun.

It was a special day at the TTF this fine Tuesday afternoon. The parking lot was almost entirely full of vehicles of all sorts. It was one of the roughly five open houses the TTF held every year! Well they tended to last four days to make sure everyone had time to demo the features the facility had and were busy almost every hour of the four days this would last. Currently on day two!

Every room had groups inside it that were not just the normal birds cleaning or keeping the facility running. Local police, a few gangs, and at the moment two 'assistance' agencies. The TTF was thankfully a neutral ground, enforced to be so by the orange feathered Soldiers, so the police and gangs had to make nice with each other while on the premises. And the two 'Assistance' groups could talk but could not do much more than that. No trying to take out competition or learn trade secrets. Even as the birds were bonked they and the cameras were listening. Getting either group mad at the TTF was not to be allowed. The business must go on.

Thankfully almost none of the Clients and guests at the TTF knew how seriously the birds took the security and safety of those who provided them with business. But the Boss liked to keep it that way. Just enjoy the silly disposable birds. It's all fine.

But that wasn't important now. None of these fine furs, scalies, and floofs would try to steal anything. They were good beans! And the two helper agencies were currently getting prepared for their trial training run through the activity rooms. MERC in the T room as they limbered up and drew straws to see who would go into the room for the training. And Kibble was initially excited when he got one of the good straws! He would be in the training! Finally he could show what he had learned back at base and practiced while the birds were getting the training room ready. Doing some hops on the balls of his feet to keep limber as he headed with the other MERCs toward the big door that led to the activity room proper. Before the white feathered gal bird frowned as she had been counting off the MERCs going inside before holding out an arm to Kibble.

"I am sorry Sir but those who just entered hit our capacity cap for this current exercise." The sadness on Kibbles face made her aww as she tapped the side of her head where an earpiece was. "Are FHG meeting capacity? Confirm no? Excellent." A floofy arm soon thrown over Kibbles shoulder as she turned him toward the northern door. "Right through there honey. There is an extra spot in the scenario FHG are currently getting set up for. I'm sure they would be happy to let you in." The floofy lad looking back at his boss who just shrugged before turning and heading inside to enjoy the facilities themselves! Leaving Kibb to head over himself. He needed to show what he learned! So walking out of the large gym like training room with the wrestling rings as well he soon found himself in the resting room.

Which was fairly full of pretty tired looking birds as they lounged on couches or comfy chairs watching TV or playing video or board games. But this place was running around the clock so Kibble wasn't too surprised. And a chunk of the other assistance agency in here too. Though he tried not to stare at the FHG troops who were getting ready for their own drill. Though he did walk over. This would be fine. MERC was better than them. Hed do great! Though he epped when a tall female feline hopped over a chair to land right in front of him. Her stylish hat shaking a little on her hat but it stayed on well enough. "Well well! A little MERC come to play with us?!"

"With correct," a white feathered male Tenga sidling up to the two. "He will be joining you due to a deficiency of space in MERCs space." She looked sad that she couldn't whap the little floof around before she crossed her arms.

"Alright then MERC, let's see what you can do eh?" Turning with a swish of her tail, and sway of that booty, as Kibble quickly followed after. Doing his best to wave and smile at the other FHG mooks that he was soon standing with. Soon feeling very out of place. Before he clapped his hands together! This was training! It would be fine!

"Sooo..." Kibble would squeak to the rather serious looking cool goggles cat next to him. "You been here before?"

"I have actually," at least he seemed happy to talk as the white feathered male moved back to the big door to get a last check. "It's always a really fun time. Really nice food too. Be sure you get some before you leave." Giving Kibble a thumbs up as the brown wolf huh-ed and nodded.

"Thanks. What's the name of your boss if I need to address her?"

"Phara."

"You better be talking good about be Specter!" Phara would call over the heads of the mostly basic full balaclava goons between herself and Kibble as Specter the goggles cat nodded.

"I am Ma'am! Just letting the extra tail know who is boss!" Phara giving an authoritative nod before Specter relaxed and added quieter. "Nice gal really. Cares a lot. Your boss a good one? For we helper goons?"

"Uhhh...I mean we have a really nice life insurance policy." Kibble rubbing the back of his neck as he remembered waking up in that tube before he was thankfully pulled out of those thoughts by an announcement from the male officer bird.

"We will be starting now, please approach the door for count off."

Specter waggling his eyebrows a little over his goggles. "Oh really? Is it like a," leaning forward and raising his hands all grr spooky. "Insurance. Or more." Leaning back with his arms crossed. "Insurance of work?"

"I have no idea what the first one would be but uhh...second one."

"Hey that is good. Staying around with a nice job is pretty sweet. We got one too. Got to keep those scores up and jobs coming in."

Kibbling nodding to himself as he huhed. Surprised that FHG had one too. He hoped they hadn't stolen it from MERC...Or had MERC stolen it from them? Or was there another third party that everyone had taken the policy from?! "Epp!" That big ol nose booped with a bird hand as the white floof let him know he was three. As was Specter. Holding up three fingers so he wouldn't forget the group entered the activity room. Other groups of FHG moving to one, two, and four as Kibble moved through the doorway with the three on it that led into a hallway. That took a gentle right hand turn before ending in what looked like an tech-y lab space. With work stations around, a few stools, a tile floor, and clean blue walls. It was impressive! Sliding his foot along the floor with some more nodded. It sure felt real. But was it?

"Pretty smooth," Phara, making Kibble epp again, spoke up next to two full balaclava grunts, one fox one cat, next to her. "Be sure you keep your footing. Don't make us look back you three, and you too." Pointing at the two grunts, Specter, and then Kibble. "I'm sure there will be recordings here for not only use to review later but also for paying viewers to enjoy." Jerking her thumb over her shoulder at the rather obvious camera in the front left corner of the room from the group. "There are loads all over not just the ones you see. Just put on a good show to show off how good we are." The cat bending and giving the camera a shake of that body suit booty and tail and a wink before she stood up normally and started to do a few extra stretches while time allowed. The grunts quickly following their bosses example as Specter instead took a jog around the fairly small room.

"What have we got to work with here," he could be heard muttering as Kibble tried to walk around while doing arm stretches. "Stools not too heavy." Goggles would mutter which Kibble tried to remember in his mind as he focused on the room. It almost resulted in him falling on top of one of the work tops but he just managed to catch himself in time and give the camera a smile. Before the doors on the other side of the room opened up! Everyone turning to see five of the basic black feathered birds walk in and spread out in front of their opening door. They looked happy to be there. Before five more came out. Kibble gulping as the birds smiles grew as one of the stepped forward.

"Ro'Takl, pleased to meet you all." Just beaming as much as he could with a beak as he continued to explain. "Normally we would just match one for one in this open house. But well you have your boss here FHG, and one of your experienced field operatives. We thought ramping up the challenge would be fun!" The other birds nodding happily as Ro pointed to a pretty large button near the door Phara and the others came through. "The training will be to render us all unconscious before we are able to do the same to you." Kibble glancing at Phara and Specter who just smirked and nodded as he took a breath and nodding. He could do this! Make MERC proud! "When you do, or when we do, that button will be able to be pressed to let the control center know this room is ready for clean up." A bit of a blush on that beak face as he added. "If you would like to assist in the clean up that would be greatly appreciated. Any questions?"

"Any weapons?" Specter queried as he stretched out his fingers.

"Only those in this room please. Think of this as if we snuck into one of the labs, or maybe a fancy break room, of your organization. And you need to disable us to ask questions!" Another blush. "Likely tying us up if this was the real thing. But for the purpose of this. Just flopped on the floor will do." Ro huffing and trying to focus, which wasn't helped as Phara struck several poses as she flexed out her arms and legs.

"Going to greatly enjoying laying you feather heads out." The birds nodding in agreement! Seems they would too.

"Umm..." Kibble tapping his fingers together as he wanted to ask one question. But after looking at the other goons in the room quickly changed it. "Is there a time limit?"

"Not at all Sir, only an ending time if you wished to compare yourselves to the other trainings currently ongoing. But remember you are facing double! So take that into account if your time is longer." Ro'Takl giving two big thumbs up. "I'm sure you will do great and will have this to watch in the future to review. Anything else?" A round of head shakes as the birds floofed up a little and cheeped happily! "Then begin!"

The birds pheeping as they started to spread around the room to head toward the other team. But due to the tables they could only move so fast. And Phara at least was quick to move forward before too many could swarm her and her goons. Sure she had faith in them, mostly, but best to put on a good show! And with her hands flexing and a big smile on her face as she hopped and slid over one of the work tops she seemed really into finally getting into some punching. Which was to be expected really as she was the leader, it wasn't often besides training times like this she got to get stuck in, and she missed it! And luckily for both parties Ro'Takl was heading right for Phara. And as Phara touched down after her slick slide she crouched down to avoid the rather obvious swing at her head before quickly moving up with her arms out. Grabbing Ro around the torso and smirking at his silly surprised beak face before she leaned back while dropping low. The bird soon taking a short flight before slamming head first into the table she had just slid over! Making an enk sound before he flopped down to the ground. One down! Phara looking up at her second bird that was approaching as she smirked as it raised up a foot talon. Someone wanted to do some stomping!

And to mark the occasion one of the plain walls would blink to light showing Pharas face and name on it, with a one right next to the name, the first one to get a 'point' as it were. As well as a timer at the bottom of the new screen. Showing that just about five seconds had passed.

Specter was next to get his name and face on the board as he waited on the corner of one of the stations for his birds to approach. The one at the front reaching forward to try and grab his shoulders! Or his fancy goggles. So Specter reached up to plop his own wrists in those grabby hands. Give her something to hold onto! And the bird had a moment of confusion as that hadn't been what they were going for but now with a base of sorts holding his arms Specter tilted to the side as he brought one leg up while folding it against his stomach. The bird epping as she was pulled forward and to the side before she looked up to see a coiled foot right in front of her face. Down her arms which now were a perfect little run way for foot airlines! Which shot down those arms to slam right into her head! The grip on Specters wrists released as she squawked and tumbled backwards. Right into the bird behind her as Specter grabbed the table to better balance himself and get back to a fighting stance as the second bird rolled the gal off him and came forward again! The timer still only just above ten seconds. The mixed team was doing pretty well.

The basic balaclava Grunts were too busy watching their boss and Specter to move forward to intercept the two heading at them. And they barely had time to turn to see the two about to be on top of them before they were! Both having to back up to avoid being hit which gave the two birds ample space to spread out to be one on one. Both goons seemingly having trouble focusing as they kept looking over at Boss lady as she wriggled and rolled on the ground to avoid the stomping. But unfortunately for the cat that meant he didn't even see the right hook only felt it when it whammed into the side of his head under his ear. Making him oppf and flop over sideways. Right onto the fox. Who at least managed to keep upright as he grabbed hold of the cat and stumbled to the side. The other two birds moving for him before one of them suddenly had to hold the cat as the ko-ed kitty was pushed into them instead! The bird just managing to move his head to the side to avoid the floppy cats head impacting his but he was stopped from the initial attack. The fox managing to lean back to avoid a swipe at his head before he crouched and turned. Reaching out to grab hold of a chair so he could try to use that to shoot back both his legs into the bird! But due to the fact he wasn't really looking at the chair the silly didn't notice that it had wheels on it. So as soon as he grabbed hold and put pressure on it it simply rolled away from him. Leading to the fox face planting on the floor. And he was just too slow to recover before a Tenga foot planted itself between his ears. Bonking him into the ground as his feet and tail flexed and flailed before he lay still. The cat being hefted up and laid on his stomach half over the table the two birds were next too before they moved to assist their fellow cheepers. Uh oh!

Once boss lady found out they would likely not have a good day. fifteen seconds.

Kibble was thankfully more on task than the Grunts had been as he was doing a little ring around the rosey with his two birds. They hadn't caught him but they were together. Which meant their chances of grabbing the wolf was low! That was until the bird brains figured out they could split and go opposite ways! Which they finally did as Kibble set his hands on the stool on his side of the table. "Marco!" Ummm Kibble I think you got the wrong game there. "Polo!" Left would respond either way as they split. But he carefully watched the two birds as they split and started to go the other way as he gripped the seat of the stool. Not too heavy. But hopefully solid enough. And the bird on his left was going faster than the right. So the Wolf quickly picked up the stool and spun toward the right. Bringing up the stool to roughly chest height with the wheeled legs facing out from him as he finished the spin and thankfully for him he had guesstimated right as the spinning stool slammed into the birds shoulder and head! Sending the feather bag slamming into the table and almost ending up fully laid on top of it. The stools legs pretty bent from it as Kibble blinked at how well that had worked. At least the legs bending should have made the impact less? But no time for concern now as he dropped the wheel spinning stool to the tile floor with a clatter and turned just in time to duck the punch at his face. Moving away from the table so he wouldn't trip over the stool as he tried to keep his arms up and reset the little interaction.

Kibbles slightly worried looking face now showing up on the board too!

Finally stopping her rolling and squirming on the thankfully smooth floor Phara looked up and reached up to catch that foot as it stomped down again before smirking and giving those toes a little flick and tickle. "Little piggy!" Making the Tenga herf and giggle and unfortunately close his eyes. Which meant he had no chance of reacting as Phara quickly hooked her leg up to wrap around the back of his other legs knee. Sending the bird backwards and down to the ground. Oppfing at the impact before the kitty boss would fold herself forward, bending the tickle leg backwards a bit, before she was sat up. Able to reach over with arms spread before delivering a quick double strike to both sides of the birds head! Making him oppf again and lay still. Phara working to extract herself from the little leg tangle before looking up to see that two more birds were coming for her. Making her narrow her eyes as she did a fancy little spin on her upper back before back on her feet again. Someone better not have messed up!

Well there was also the second set of birds who had been heading for the basic Grunts, but they were approaching Specters back now. twenty five seconds.

Back to a neutral face off with his second bird Specter noticed they were hesitant to advance after the face boot he had just done. Fine with him as instead the cat moved forward! Feinting a high hook before dropping low and driving his shoulder into the birds gut. Wrapping his arms around their torso as the wind was knocked out of the bird Specter just managed to stop himself before both hit the table behind the bird. As he didn't want to go headfirst into that. But now that he had the hold he squared up his stance before driving up and lifting. The bird now briefly flying again as they tried to flap their wings but the ground came up to meet them far too quick for that. They did bounce however before Specters foot came in to boot them in the side of the head. One more down!

"Specter look out!" Kibble squeaked out as he pushed his bird backwards. The kitty turning just in time to avoid the kick at him before he dove over the table he was next too. Forward rolling once he was on the other side to make space. And with that done Kibble could focus on his second bird. There wasn't anything near by to swing or throw so Kibble would have to use what he had. Sticking out his tongue slightly as he tried to keep his stance wide to avoid being off balance as he moved an arm down to block a kick at his midsection before trying to grab and push that leg backwards. But he didn't expect the bird to flap their arms backwards to not only keep upright but surge forward to kick him in the middle of his chest. Acking in surprise and pain Kibble was brought down to one knee as he looked up to see the bird hopping forward as they brought that leg back again, aiming for that cute snoot!

Hearing the danger for her officer and Kibb being hit Phara hissed at the two approaching her. Sometimes if you needed something done right you had to do it yourself it seems. Sucking in a breath as the two fresh birds approached thankfully at the same time the leader would hup and jump off the ground. Before kicking both legs up! Doing a very impressive split kick that drove the balls of both her feet into both of those beaks. And judging by the briefly wide eyes of both birds that were clearly not expecting that. And due to the speed they were going both kind of ran themselves into it as their legs kept going while they heads stopped. Slamming down to the floor on their backs which gave Phara a nice cushion to land on as their chests were soon stood upon. Looking over to see that Specter had managed to avoid being smacked and even giving a glance at Kibble. Looked like he was about to be kicked as well as she quickly moved over to assist Specter.

Now with a table between him and the other birds Specter panted as he waited to see which direction the two would go. Before they unfortunately split. Well then. Gritting his teeth the cat would quickly jump up onto the table. They couldn't reach him from both sides now right? But they could try to reach his feeties. Which they both tried to grab onto as Specter hupped and opped as he hopped around on the top of the table. Having spotted Phara coming over to help he just need to be a distraction. He could do that. Which thankfully he didn't need to do long as the birds were fully distracted by him so much that Phara could easily jog up behind one of the birds and slide an arm around their neck and under their beak to pull them backwards! The horks! of the bird as he was put into a sleeper hold making the other look over so Specter could use his hopping footpaws to stomp down on their head. Making the bird ack and flop forward over the table. Allowing Goggles to roll forward, his upper back to the birds, and roll over them as he grabbed hold of the birds waist. Pulling the bird off the table with an ack before they were yanked fully over backwards to wham into the floor! Legs flopping up near their splayed arms as Specter looked over their butt down to the face. They out. Looking over at Phara crouched down holding her bird on its butt. Gagging quietly as he patted and pulled at her arms. Feet kicking and shaking gently as they were choked out. Both looking over at an little roar and awk to see how Kibble was doing.

Phara 5, Specter 3, thirty five seconds.

Dropping down to the floor Kibble managed to avoid the kick that was sent sideways at his head. And luckily for Kibble the bird was still kind of off balance with a foot out stretched as they tried to flap their arms and keep standing. Letting Kibble get up and hug the birds back. Their flapping arms not able to stop his hold as he gave a little roar before trying to lift and flop backwards! The bird helping with their flapping making them easier to pick up as they awk-ed and were suplexed backwards! Both of them thumping onto the floor as the bird rolled to the side and Kibble lay flat. Was he out? His feet were twitching before he reached out to hold the back of his head. He was still awake!

Kibble 2. A little ding coming from the screen as the timer stopped at 40 seconds. The button near the door popping out for pressing. Likely not needed if the timer stopped but yeah. Pressing a victory button would be satisfying!

Specter leaving his bird half folded over itself as he got up and moved over to Kibble. Phara squeezing her limp birds neck again before letting them flump to the ground and standing up herself. Looking pretty annoyed as she moved around looking for her two Grunts that were not on the board! Specter holding down a hand to help Kibble up as he smiled down at the Wolf. "Well done MERC. How's your head?"

"Aching, I think I slipped a little during the throw. But," looking at the bundle of feathers next to him. "Did better than them!"

"And that's the important part. Better that our two Grunts." Specter nodding over at Phara as she was currently hoisting the Fox and cat off the floor and laying them over a table and looking annoyed. "They will have a lot of extra work for sure."

"Useless!" Phara would hiss as she roughly dumped them both on the table. "Work and paycuts! Failing on video like this!" Giving both suited up butts a whap on the table before she bent forward and kicked backwards to click the button to let the place know they were done. A small victory theme played over the speakers before there was a clunk and a part of the wall near the door opened up. Out sliding a wheeled container that was pretty sizable.

"If you would like too you can help with the clean up by putting our employees inside the bin. Or you can just leave. Up to you." A birds voice cheeped over the intercom as Kibble looked over at his own face on the wall and smiled. Yeah. He had done well. Bending over to slip his arms under the birds next to him before starting to drag them toward the bin. Though now that the adrenaline of the fight was starting to leave his body Kibble grunted as he was finding this bird pretty heavy! But still. Success! So he was happy to drag along proof of his win! And getting to clean them up - toss them away...that felt nice.

Specter and Phara grabbing birds as well and start to carry or drag them over. It seemed to help Phara calm down at least as she picked a bird up over each of her shoulders and then bent forward to let both flop off her shoulders down to clunk against the bottom of the bin. Of course not able to help herself giving that tail and rump a shake at in that position before she moved aside to get more. Specter carrying a bird with his arms under their knees and shoulder before just holding them out and dropping them down. Before off to get another one. Kibble nodding when his butt hit the bin before he turned and pulled his bird up enough to tilt and flop their upper half over the edge of the bin. Before grabbing their ankles and lifting them up to tilt them the rest of the way in. Well eventually. With the feet now near the top Kibble glanced back at the FHG goons before getting a quick nuzzle and huff of those scaled talons before pushing them the rest of the way in. His right as the victor, right?

"I wonder," Kibble would start as he stepped back before he looked at the bin again. And a blush quickly came over his snoot as he saw the word 'Disposal' written in large red letters across it. Well he didn't need to wonder anymore as he took a few breaths before going to grab another bird. Going quicker than before as he glanced back at the bin. So that's what was going to happen to these birds...well better get them in! They had lost and so deserved to be disposed off. Grabbing the ankles of another floor sprawled bird and dragging them over. He, as the winner, was just getting them in their proper spot to be taken care of. And that was a lovely feeling. As were those scales and feathers in his hands as he heard the splats and poomphs of more birds being tossed inside by the other two. His birds ankles soon laid over the side as Kibb grabbed the birds chest armor to lift them up so they were basically sat on the edge of the bin. Looking down at the ko-ed bodies of their buddies quickly filling up the bin. Kibb still blushing as he patted the birds shoulder before pushing him in to join the rest of them. "I...in you go now." He happily commented before back to more birds!

The three working quickly and well together as soon enough all ten of the birds were inside the Disposal bin. The bodies piling up to be well over the top of the bin with several arms or legs dangling over the edge. Hopefully that wouldn't be an issue. As the voice came over the pa system again. "Well," a clearing of their throat. "Well done and thank you for the help. There is a chute for you to deposit them outside where you came in. Well done on the training."

"You two push the cart, I got these idiots." Phara ordering as she hefted both the cat and fox grunt over her shoulders. Slapping her hands on those butts as the owners jiggled and blergled as Specter and Kibble nodding. Kicking off the brakes for the bin before they started to push it down the hallway they had entered this place from.

"It's nice isn't it?" Specter asked Kibb as they pushed, likely easily spotting both the wolfs blush and how he was looking at the box of bird bodies as they jiggled and wobbled during the transport. "Seeing your victory like that laid out in front of you. And being able to deal with them too?" Kibble nodding as his tail wagged behind him. Trying to hide it as he grit his teeth but the blush just continued.

"It really is...umm...yeah."

"It is! It's one of my favorite parts about coming here. And even if you don't have an appointment in the activity rooms you can often do this in the training room. Or ask any of the birds. They are often down for stuff." The cat blushing a bit as well as the two exited the hallway. A hefty opening in the wall where a metal chute was waiting. The white officer bird from before smirking at the full container as she pulled down a lever. Two metal arms coming down that looked to be roughly the width of the container.

"I'll umm...try to remember."

"If you would make sure all the limbs are inside the container that would be great." The officer gal commented before nodding at the arms. "These will slide under the edge and dump it out for you. Thanks for helping with clean up."

"Oh its fine," Kibble quickly said as he started to grab the flopped limps arms and legs and nudge and press them back into the bin fully. "This was...fun."

"Thats what many of our clients say! I'm glad others enjoy cleaning up after hard work and victories too." Specter helping on the other side as Phara walked past the two toward the big door.

"I'll be in the Resting room dealing with these two idiots. I think that was our one go at the training for the open house. So do whatever until the other groups finish and those who were in the second wave get a try too."

"Aye Ma'am."

"Ok...nice to meet you Phara." Phara giving a little peace sign half salute as she walked off. Kibble looking back at the bin full of birds before he huffed and started to clamber up. Specter raising an eyebrow as Kibb quickly said.

"Just making sure they are in! They need to be disposed of properly right?!" Blushing up a storm as his tail wagged rapidly behind him. Specter just smiling and nodding as he kept his hands on the push bar. Kibble balancing on the corner of the bin before carefully stepping down to plant a footpaw right on a bird face. Still holding onto the edge of the bin to steady and take some of his weight before his other foot would raise and squish down too. Smirking though his blushing as he looked down at that bird that was smooshed down under his feet. Force to huff his winner feet! Though he would squeak when the bird opened their eyes! Before they just winked and closed them again. Huffing happily on those feet and gently rubbing their beak back and fourth to rub and scritch those wolf feet. Making Kibble blush more as his own eyes closed before he whimpered and finally clambered out. Huffing and covering his face as his tail was going turbo behind him.

"Cutie." Specter would super helpfully comment before he moved to the side so Kibble could grab the handle. "And push." Despite not being able to see too well though his red face Kibble pushed the bin forward as the metal arms slid under the edge of the bin and through a few square brackets to be held on nice and snug. The smirking gal officer pulling the lever up as the machinery started to whirr and the bin itself was lifted off the ground. Slowly starting to rotate as the bodies inside the bin erfed and oppfed over each other before they started to thunk and clang against the metal of the chute. Kibble moving to the side to try and get a view of them falling down through a small slit he could see the birds tumbling and rolling over each other before they slid and flopped end over end and sideways down the metal chute into...wherever they were going. The bin itself lowered back down empty. And the darkness of the chute downwards on the otherside. All ten of those birds gone now. Disposed of.

"Th...there they go. Disposed of." Kibble squeaking out as Specter happily nodded as he threw an arm over Kibbles shoulder and started to walk him out into the training room. The officer gal pulling the bin back and sliding it back into a wall for later use.

"Yup! Now we have some time so how about getting some food yeah? For successful winners!"

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6050 words.
Done by the wonderful;
Userpage of Introvertedpooch -- Fur Affinity [dot] net
And featuring his best wolf mook Kibble

And featuring the fellow goon lover FHGhenchman on discord and his two characters Phara and Specter

You find them at a special open house the TTF occasionally run to bring in more business and let clients experience the birds more easily. Hope you enjoy MERC and FHG having fun.

It was a special day at the TTF this fine Tuesday afternoon. The parking lot was almost entirely full of vehicles of all sorts. It was one of the roughly five open houses the TTF held every year! Well they tended to last four days to make sure everyone had time to demo the features the facility had and were busy almost every hour of the four days this would last. Currently on day two!

Every room had groups inside it that were not just the normal birds cleaning or keeping the facility running. Local police, a few gangs, and at the moment two 'assistance' agencies. The TTF was thankfully a neutral ground, enforced to be so by the orange feathered Soldiers, so the police and gangs had to make nice with each other while on the premises. And the two 'Assistance' groups could talk but could not do much more than that. No trying to take out competition or learn trade secrets. Even as the birds were bonked they and the cameras were listening. Getting either group mad at the TTF was not to be allowed. The business must go on.

Thankfully almost none of the Clients and guests at the TTF knew how seriously the birds took the security and safety of those who provided them with business. But the Boss liked to keep it that way. Just enjoy the silly disposable birds. It's all fine.

But that wasn't important now. None of these fine furs, scalies, and floofs would try to steal anything. They were good beans! And the two helper agencies were currently getting prepared for their trial training run through the activity rooms. MERC in the T room as they limbered up and drew straws to see who would go into the room for the training. And Kibble was initially excited when he got one of the good straws! He would be in the training! Finally he could show what he had learned back at base and practiced while the birds were getting the training room ready. Doing some hops on the balls of his feet to keep limber as he headed with the other MERCs toward the big door that led to the activity room proper. Before the white feathered gal bird frowned as she had been counting off the MERCs going inside before holding out an arm to Kibble.

"I am sorry Sir but those who just entered hit our capacity cap for this current exercise." The sadness on Kibbles face made her aww as she tapped the side of her head where an earpiece was. "Are FHG meeting capacity? Confirm no? Excellent." A floofy arm soon thrown over Kibbles shoulder as she turned him toward the northern door. "Right through there honey. There is an extra spot in the scenario FHG are currently getting set up for. I'm sure they would be happy to let you in." The floofy lad looking back at his boss who just shrugged before turning and heading inside to enjoy the facilities themselves! Leaving Kibb to head over himself. He needed to show what he learned! So walking out of the large gym like training room with the wrestling rings as well he soon found himself in the resting room.

Which was fairly full of pretty tired looking birds as they lounged on couches or comfy chairs watching TV or playing video or board games. But this place was running around the clock so Kibble wasn't too surprised. And a chunk of the other assistance agency in here too. Though he tried not to stare at the FHG troops who were getting ready for their own drill. Though he did walk over. This would be fine. MERC was better than them. Hed do great! Though he epped when a tall female feline hopped over a chair to land right in front of him. Her stylish hat shaking a little on her hat but it stayed on well enough. "Well well! A little MERC come to play with us?!"

"With correct," a white feathered male Tenga sidling up to the two. "He will be joining you due to a deficiency of space in MERCs space." She looked sad that she couldn't whap the little floof around before she crossed her arms.

"Alright then MERC, let's see what you can do eh?" Turning with a swish of her tail, and sway of that booty, as Kibble quickly followed after. Doing his best to wave and smile at the other FHG mooks that he was soon standing with. Soon feeling very out of place. Before he clapped his hands together! This was training! It would be fine!

"Sooo..." Kibble would squeak to the rather serious looking cool goggles cat next to him. "You been here before?"

"I have actually," at least he seemed happy to talk as the white feathered male moved back to the big door to get a last check. "It's always a really fun time. Really nice food too. Be sure you get some before you leave." Giving Kibble a thumbs up as the brown wolf huh-ed and nodded.

"Thanks. What's the name of your boss if I need to address her?"

"Phara."

"You better be talking good about be Specter!" Phara would call over the heads of the mostly basic full balaclava goons between herself and Kibble as Specter the goggles cat nodded.

"I am Ma'am! Just letting the extra tail know who is boss!" Phara giving an authoritative nod before Specter relaxed and added quieter. "Nice gal really. Cares a lot. Your boss a good one? For we helper goons?"

"Uhhh...I mean we have a really nice life insurance policy." Kibble rubbing the back of his neck as he remembered waking up in that tube before he was thankfully pulled out of those thoughts by an announcement from the male officer bird.

"We will be starting now, please approach the door for count off."

Specter waggling his eyebrows a little over his goggles. "Oh really? Is it like a," leaning forward and raising his hands all grr spooky. "Insurance. Or more." Leaning back with his arms crossed. "Insurance of work?"

"I have no idea what the first one would be but uhh...second one."

"Hey that is good. Staying around with a nice job is pretty sweet. We got one too. Got to keep those scores up and jobs coming in."

Kibbling nodding to himself as he huhed. Surprised that FHG had one too. He hoped they hadn't stolen it from MERC...Or had MERC stolen it from them? Or was there another third party that everyone had taken the policy from?! "Epp!" That big ol nose booped with a bird hand as the white floof let him know he was three. As was Specter. Holding up three fingers so he wouldn't forget the group entered the activity room. Other groups of FHG moving to one, two, and four as Kibble moved through the doorway with the three on it that led into a hallway. That took a gentle right hand turn before ending in what looked like an tech-y lab space. With work stations around, a few stools, a tile floor, and clean blue walls. It was impressive! Sliding his foot along the floor with some more nodded. It sure felt real. But was it?

"Pretty smooth," Phara, making Kibble epp again, spoke up next to two full balaclava grunts, one fox one cat, next to her. "Be sure you keep your footing. Don't make us look back you three, and you too." Pointing at the two grunts, Specter, and then Kibble. "I'm sure there will be recordings here for not only use to review later but also for paying viewers to enjoy." Jerking her thumb over her shoulder at the rather obvious camera in the front left corner of the room from the group. "There are loads all over not just the ones you see. Just put on a good show to show off how good we are." The cat bending and giving the camera a shake of that body suit booty and tail and a wink before she stood up normally and started to do a few extra stretches while time allowed. The grunts quickly following their bosses example as Specter instead took a jog around the fairly small room.

"What have we got to work with here," he could be heard muttering as Kibble tried to walk around while doing arm stretches. "Stools not too heavy." Goggles would mutter which Kibble tried to remember in his mind as he focused on the room. It almost resulted in him falling on top of one of the work tops but he just managed to catch himself in time and give the camera a smile. Before the doors on the other side of the room opened up! Everyone turning to see five of the basic black feathered birds walk in and spread out in front of their opening door. They looked happy to be there. Before five more came out. Kibble gulping as the birds smiles grew as one of the stepped forward.

"Ro'Takl, pleased to meet you all." Just beaming as much as he could with a beak as he continued to explain. "Normally we would just match one for one in this open house. But well you have your boss here FHG, and one of your experienced field operatives. We thought ramping up the challenge would be fun!" The other birds nodding happily as Ro pointed to a pretty large button near the door Phara and the others came through. "The training will be to render us all unconscious before we are able to do the same to you." Kibble glancing at Phara and Specter who just smirked and nodded as he took a breath and nodding. He could do this! Make MERC proud! "When you do, or when we do, that button will be able to be pressed to let the control center know this room is ready for clean up." A bit of a blush on that beak face as he added. "If you would like to assist in the clean up that would be greatly appreciated. Any questions?"

"Any weapons?" Specter queried as he stretched out his fingers.

"Only those in this room please. Think of this as if we snuck into one of the labs, or maybe a fancy break room, of your organization. And you need to disable us to ask questions!" Another blush. "Likely tying us up if this was the real thing. But for the purpose of this. Just flopped on the floor will do." Ro huffing and trying to focus, which wasn't helped as Phara struck several poses as she flexed out her arms and legs.

"Going to greatly enjoying laying you feather heads out." The birds nodding in agreement! Seems they would too.

"Umm..." Kibble tapping his fingers together as he wanted to ask one question. But after looking at the other goons in the room quickly changed it. "Is there a time limit?"

"Not at all Sir, only an ending time if you wished to compare yourselves to the other trainings currently ongoing. But remember you are facing double! So take that into account if your time is longer." Ro'Takl giving two big thumbs up. "I'm sure you will do great and will have this to watch in the future to review. Anything else?" A round of head shakes as the birds floofed up a little and cheeped happily! "Then begin!"

The birds pheeping as they started to spread around the room to head toward the other team. But due to the tables they could only move so fast. And Phara at least was quick to move forward before too many could swarm her and her goons. Sure she had faith in them, mostly, but best to put on a good show! And with her hands flexing and a big smile on her face as she hopped and slid over one of the work tops she seemed really into finally getting into some punching. Which was to be expected really as she was the leader, it wasn't often besides training times like this she got to get stuck in, and she missed it! And luckily for both parties Ro'Takl was heading right for Phara. And as Phara touched down after her slick slide she crouched down to avoid the rather obvious swing at her head before quickly moving up with her arms out. Grabbing Ro around the torso and smirking at his silly surprised beak face before she leaned back while dropping low. The bird soon taking a short flight before slamming head first into the table she had just slid over! Making an enk sound before he flopped down to the ground. One down! Phara looking up at her second bird that was approaching as she smirked as it raised up a foot talon. Someone wanted to do some stomping!

And to mark the occasion one of the plain walls would blink to light showing Pharas face and name on it, with a one right next to the name, the first one to get a 'point' as it were. As well as a timer at the bottom of the new screen. Showing that just about five seconds had passed.

Specter was next to get his name and face on the board as he waited on the corner of one of the stations for his birds to approach. The one at the front reaching forward to try and grab his shoulders! Or his fancy goggles. So Specter reached up to plop his own wrists in those grabby hands. Give her something to hold onto! And the bird had a moment of confusion as that hadn't been what they were going for but now with a base of sorts holding his arms Specter tilted to the side as he brought one leg up while folding it against his stomach. The bird epping as she was pulled forward and to the side before she looked up to see a coiled foot right in front of her face. Down her arms which now were a perfect little run way for foot airlines! Which shot down those arms to slam right into her head! The grip on Specters wrists released as she squawked and tumbled backwards. Right into the bird behind her as Specter grabbed the table to better balance himself and get back to a fighting stance as the second bird rolled the gal off him and came forward again! The timer still only just above ten seconds. The mixed team was doing pretty well.

The basic balaclava Grunts were too busy watching their boss and Specter to move forward to intercept the two heading at them. And they barely had time to turn to see the two about to be on top of them before they were! Both having to back up to avoid being hit which gave the two birds ample space to spread out to be one on one. Both goons seemingly having trouble focusing as they kept looking over at Boss lady as she wriggled and rolled on the ground to avoid the stomping. But unfortunately for the cat that meant he didn't even see the right hook only felt it when it whammed into the side of his head under his ear. Making him oppf and flop over sideways. Right onto the fox. Who at least managed to keep upright as he grabbed hold of the cat and stumbled to the side. The other two birds moving for him before one of them suddenly had to hold the cat as the ko-ed kitty was pushed into them instead! The bird just managing to move his head to the side to avoid the floppy cats head impacting his but he was stopped from the initial attack. The fox managing to lean back to avoid a swipe at his head before he crouched and turned. Reaching out to grab hold of a chair so he could try to use that to shoot back both his legs into the bird! But due to the fact he wasn't really looking at the chair the silly didn't notice that it had wheels on it. So as soon as he grabbed hold and put pressure on it it simply rolled away from him. Leading to the fox face planting on the floor. And he was just too slow to recover before a Tenga foot planted itself between his ears. Bonking him into the ground as his feet and tail flexed and flailed before he lay still. The cat being hefted up and laid on his stomach half over the table the two birds were next too before they moved to assist their fellow cheepers. Uh oh!

Once boss lady found out they would likely not have a good day. fifteen seconds.

Kibble was thankfully more on task than the Grunts had been as he was doing a little ring around the rosey with his two birds. They hadn't caught him but they were together. Which meant their chances of grabbing the wolf was low! That was until the bird brains figured out they could split and go opposite ways! Which they finally did as Kibble set his hands on the stool on his side of the table. "Marco!" Ummm Kibble I think you got the wrong game there. "Polo!" Left would respond either way as they split. But he carefully watched the two birds as they split and started to go the other way as he gripped the seat of the stool. Not too heavy. But hopefully solid enough. And the bird on his left was going faster than the right. So the Wolf quickly picked up the stool and spun toward the right. Bringing up the stool to roughly chest height with the wheeled legs facing out from him as he finished the spin and thankfully for him he had guesstimated right as the spinning stool slammed into the birds shoulder and head! Sending the feather bag slamming into the table and almost ending up fully laid on top of it. The stools legs pretty bent from it as Kibble blinked at how well that had worked. At least the legs bending should have made the impact less? But no time for concern now as he dropped the wheel spinning stool to the tile floor with a clatter and turned just in time to duck the punch at his face. Moving away from the table so he wouldn't trip over the stool as he tried to keep his arms up and reset the little interaction.

Kibbles slightly worried looking face now showing up on the board too!

Finally stopping her rolling and squirming on the thankfully smooth floor Phara looked up and reached up to catch that foot as it stomped down again before smirking and giving those toes a little flick and tickle. "Little piggy!" Making the Tenga herf and giggle and unfortunately close his eyes. Which meant he had no chance of reacting as Phara quickly hooked her leg up to wrap around the back of his other legs knee. Sending the bird backwards and down to the ground. Oppfing at the impact before the kitty boss would fold herself forward, bending the tickle leg backwards a bit, before she was sat up. Able to reach over with arms spread before delivering a quick double strike to both sides of the birds head! Making him oppf again and lay still. Phara working to extract herself from the little leg tangle before looking up to see that two more birds were coming for her. Making her narrow her eyes as she did a fancy little spin on her upper back before back on her feet again. Someone better not have messed up!

Well there was also the second set of birds who had been heading for the basic Grunts, but they were approaching Specters back now. twenty five seconds.

Back to a neutral face off with his second bird Specter noticed they were hesitant to advance after the face boot he had just done. Fine with him as instead the cat moved forward! Feinting a high hook before dropping low and driving his shoulder into the birds gut. Wrapping his arms around their torso as the wind was knocked out of the bird Specter just managed to stop himself before both hit the table behind the bird. As he didn't want to go headfirst into that. But now that he had the hold he squared up his stance before driving up and lifting. The bird now briefly flying again as they tried to flap their wings but the ground came up to meet them far too quick for that. They did bounce however before Specters foot came in to boot them in the side of the head. One more down!

"Specter look out!" Kibble squeaked out as he pushed his bird backwards. The kitty turning just in time to avoid the kick at him before he dove over the table he was next too. Forward rolling once he was on the other side to make space. And with that done Kibble could focus on his second bird. There wasn't anything near by to swing or throw so Kibble would have to use what he had. Sticking out his tongue slightly as he tried to keep his stance wide to avoid being off balance as he moved an arm down to block a kick at his midsection before trying to grab and push that leg backwards. But he didn't expect the bird to flap their arms backwards to not only keep upright but surge forward to kick him in the middle of his chest. Acking in surprise and pain Kibble was brought down to one knee as he looked up to see the bird hopping forward as they brought that leg back again, aiming for that cute snoot!

Hearing the danger for her officer and Kibb being hit Phara hissed at the two approaching her. Sometimes if you needed something done right you had to do it yourself it seems. Sucking in a breath as the two fresh birds approached thankfully at the same time the leader would hup and jump off the ground. Before kicking both legs up! Doing a very impressive split kick that drove the balls of both her feet into both of those beaks. And judging by the briefly wide eyes of both birds that were clearly not expecting that. And due to the speed they were going both kind of ran themselves into it as their legs kept going while they heads stopped. Slamming down to the floor on their backs which gave Phara a nice cushion to land on as their chests were soon stood upon. Looking over to see that Specter had managed to avoid being smacked and even giving a glance at Kibble. Looked like he was about to be kicked as well as she quickly moved over to assist Specter.

Now with a table between him and the other birds Specter panted as he waited to see which direction the two would go. Before they unfortunately split. Well then. Gritting his teeth the cat would quickly jump up onto the table. They couldn't reach him from both sides now right? But they could try to reach his feeties. Which they both tried to grab onto as Specter hupped and opped as he hopped around on the top of the table. Having spotted Phara coming over to help he just need to be a distraction. He could do that. Which thankfully he didn't need to do long as the birds were fully distracted by him so much that Phara could easily jog up behind one of the birds and slide an arm around their neck and under their beak to pull them backwards! The horks! of the bird as he was put into a sleeper hold making the other look over so Specter could use his hopping footpaws to stomp down on their head. Making the bird ack and flop forward over the table. Allowing Goggles to roll forward, his upper back to the birds, and roll over them as he grabbed hold of the birds waist. Pulling the bird off the table with an ack before they were yanked fully over backwards to wham into the floor! Legs flopping up near their splayed arms as Specter looked over their butt down to the face. They out. Looking over at Phara crouched down holding her bird on its butt. Gagging quietly as he patted and pulled at her arms. Feet kicking and shaking gently as they were choked out. Both looking over at an little roar and awk to see how Kibble was doing.

Phara 5, Specter 3, thirty five seconds.

Dropping down to the floor Kibble managed to avoid the kick that was sent sideways at his head. And luckily for Kibble the bird was still kind of off balance with a foot out stretched as they tried to flap their arms and keep standing. Letting Kibble get up and hug the birds back. Their flapping arms not able to stop his hold as he gave a little roar before trying to lift and flop backwards! The bird helping with their flapping making them easier to pick up as they awk-ed and were suplexed backwards! Both of them thumping onto the floor as the bird rolled to the side and Kibble lay flat. Was he out? His feet were twitching before he reached out to hold the back of his head. He was still awake!

Kibble 2. A little ding coming from the screen as the timer stopped at 40 seconds. The button near the door popping out for pressing. Likely not needed if the timer stopped but yeah. Pressing a victory button would be satisfying!

Specter leaving his bird half folded over itself as he got up and moved over to Kibble. Phara squeezing her limp birds neck again before letting them flump to the ground and standing up herself. Looking pretty annoyed as she moved around looking for her two Grunts that were not on the board! Specter holding down a hand to help Kibble up as he smiled down at the Wolf. "Well done MERC. How's your head?"

"Aching, I think I slipped a little during the throw. But," looking at the bundle of feathers next to him. "Did better than them!"

"And that's the important part. Better that our two Grunts." Specter nodding over at Phara as she was currently hoisting the Fox and cat off the floor and laying them over a table and looking annoyed. "They will have a lot of extra work for sure."

"Useless!" Phara would hiss as she roughly dumped them both on the table. "Work and paycuts! Failing on video like this!" Giving both suited up butts a whap on the table before she bent forward and kicked backwards to click the button to let the place know they were done. A small victory theme played over the speakers before there was a clunk and a part of the wall near the door opened up. Out sliding a wheeled container that was pretty sizable.

"If you would like too you can help with the clean up by putting our employees inside the bin. Or you can just leave. Up to you." A birds voice cheeped over the intercom as Kibble looked over at his own face on the wall and smiled. Yeah. He had done well. Bending over to slip his arms under the birds next to him before starting to drag them toward the bin. Though now that the adrenaline of the fight was starting to leave his body Kibble grunted as he was finding this bird pretty heavy! But still. Success! So he was happy to drag along proof of his win! And getting to clean them up - toss them away...that felt nice.

Specter and Phara grabbing birds as well and start to carry or drag them over. It seemed to help Phara calm down at least as she picked a bird up over each of her shoulders and then bent forward to let both flop off her shoulders down to clunk against the bottom of the bin. Of course not able to help herself giving that tail and rump a shake at in that position before she moved aside to get more. Specter carrying a bird with his arms under their knees and shoulder before just holding them out and dropping them down. Before off to get another one. Kibble nodding when his butt hit the bin before he turned and pulled his bird up enough to tilt and flop their upper half over the edge of the bin. Before grabbing their ankles and lifting them up to tilt them the rest of the way in. Well eventually. With the feet now near the top Kibble glanced back at the FHG goons before getting a quick nuzzle and huff of those scaled talons before pushing them the rest of the way in. His right as the victor, right?

"I wonder," Kibble would start as he stepped back before he looked at the bin again. And a blush quickly came over his snoot as he saw the word 'Disposal' written in large red letters across it. Well he didn't need to wonder anymore as he took a few breaths before going to grab another bird. Going quicker than before as he glanced back at the bin. So that's what was going to happen to these birds...well better get them in! They had lost and so deserved to be disposed off. Grabbing the ankles of another floor sprawled bird and dragging them over. He, as the winner, was just getting them in their proper spot to be taken care of. And that was a lovely feeling. As were those scales and feathers in his hands as he heard the splats and poomphs of more birds being tossed inside by the other two. His birds ankles soon laid over the side as Kibb grabbed the birds chest armor to lift them up so they were basically sat on the edge of the bin. Looking down at the ko-ed bodies of their buddies quickly filling up the bin. Kibb still blushing as he patted the birds shoulder before pushing him in to join the rest of them. "I...in you go now." He happily commented before back to more birds!

The three working quickly and well together as soon enough all ten of the birds were inside the Disposal bin. The bodies piling up to be well over the top of the bin with several arms or legs dangling over the edge. Hopefully that wouldn't be an issue. As the voice came over the pa system again. "Well," a clearing of their throat. "Well done and thank you for the help. There is a chute for you to deposit them outside where you came in. Well done on the training."

"You two push the cart, I got these idiots." Phara ordering as she hefted both the cat and fox grunt over her shoulders. Slapping her hands on those butts as the owners jiggled and blergled as Specter and Kibble nodding. Kicking off the brakes for the bin before they started to push it down the hallway they had entered this place from.

"It's nice isn't it?" Specter asked Kibb as they pushed, likely easily spotting both the wolfs blush and how he was looking at the box of bird bodies as they jiggled and wobbled during the transport. "Seeing your victory like that laid out in front of you. And being able to deal with them too?" Kibble nodding as his tail wagged behind him. Trying to hide it as he grit his teeth but the blush just continued.

"It really is...umm...yeah."

"It is! It's one of my favorite parts about coming here. And even if you don't have an appointment in the activity rooms you can often do this in the training room. Or ask any of the birds. They are often down for stuff." The cat blushing a bit as well as the two exited the hallway. A hefty opening in the wall where a metal chute was waiting. The white officer bird from before smirking at the full container as she pulled down a lever. Two metal arms coming down that looked to be roughly the width of the container.

"I'll umm...try to remember."

"If you would make sure all the limbs are inside the container that would be great." The officer gal commented before nodding at the arms. "These will slide under the edge and dump it out for you. Thanks for helping with clean up."

"Oh its fine," Kibble quickly said as he started to grab the flopped limps arms and legs and nudge and press them back into the bin fully. "This was...fun."

"Thats what many of our clients say! I'm glad others enjoy cleaning up after hard work and victories too." Specter helping on the other side as Phara walked past the two toward the big door.

"I'll be in the Resting room dealing with these two idiots. I think that was our one go at the training for the open house. So do whatever until the other groups finish and those who were in the second wave get a try too."

"Aye Ma'am."

"Ok...nice to meet you Phara." Phara giving a little peace sign half salute as she walked off. Kibble looking back at the bin full of birds before he huffed and started to clamber up. Specter raising an eyebrow as Kibb quickly said.

"Just making sure they are in! They need to be disposed of properly right?!" Blushing up a storm as his tail wagged rapidly behind him. Specter just smiling and nodding as he kept his hands on the push bar. Kibble balancing on the corner of the bin before carefully stepping down to plant a footpaw right on a bird face. Still holding onto the edge of the bin to steady and take some of his weight before his other foot would raise and squish down too. Smirking though his blushing as he looked down at that bird that was smooshed down under his feet. Force to huff his winner feet! Though he would squeak when the bird opened their eyes! Before they just winked and closed them again. Huffing happily on those feet and gently rubbing their beak back and fourth to rub and scritch those wolf feet. Making Kibble blush more as his own eyes closed before he whimpered and finally clambered out. Huffing and covering his face as his tail was going turbo behind him.

"Cutie." Specter would super helpfully comment before he moved to the side so Kibble could grab the handle. "And push." Despite not being able to see too well though his red face Kibble pushed the bin forward as the metal arms slid under the edge of the bin and through a few square brackets to be held on nice and snug. The smirking gal officer pulling the lever up as the machinery started to whirr and the bin itself was lifted off the ground. Slowly starting to rotate as the bodies inside the bin erfed and oppfed over each other before they started to thunk and clang against the metal of the chute. Kibble moving to the side to try and get a view of them falling down through a small slit he could see the birds tumbling and rolling over each other before they slid and flopped end over end and sideways down the metal chute into...wherever they were going. The bin itself lowered back down empty. And the darkness of the chute downwards on the otherside. All ten of those birds gone now. Disposed of.

"Th...there they go. Disposed of." Kibble squeaking out as Specter happily nodded as he threw an arm over Kibbles shoulder and started to walk him out into the training room. The officer gal pulling the bin back and sliding it back into a wall for later use.

"Yup! Now we have some time so how about getting some food yeah? For successful winners!"