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The three men stand at attention, "The three of us have had some pretty good extractions sir. Managed to have our truck capacity maxed out each time.  The longest we're willing to be on standby for is five months," one of them explains. "I...I should point out sir, I...kind of get the shivers when a slime is nearby," says another.

The group with the man, the Grizzly, and the Werecat speak next. "We've been involved in quite a few extraction missions, ten to be exact, and we can hang out near your home for ten months. Don't worry, our gumball machine can hold us over," the Werecat explained with a grin. "Yet the one time you drove, you drove like a drunken Satyros whose been barbed by a Manticore!" the Grizzly snarked, getting an angry hiss from the Werecat.

Then the two men and the Amazoness try to make their case. "I'm the honorable warrior on the turret and sometimes on the roof when it comes to rescuing people. We have experience with evacuating Nope Industries VIPs from danger, heck, my greatest memory was a mission involving saving one such VIP from a prison camp owned by a mamono gang called the League of the Silver Orb.  I remember having to fight Kakuens off of the top of the truck as we rode out of the forest," the Amazoness explained. "Now, with Mrs. Constant Nostalgia out of the way, the longest we're willing to wait is a full year, comes from her proud stance as a warrior," explains one of the two men.

Finally, the crew made up of three mamono speak. "Well sir, we don't exactly have a lot of experience with speedy extractions, mainly because we've only done two, but whenever someone needed us to be ready to get them out at a moment's notice, we were ready. We'd wait for as long as needed to until the client either didn't need us anymore or we were called back by the company.  The longest we've gone was three years I think.  Been for a manor owner who owned a lot of cats.  Three years, until finally a Kunoichi attacked him.  We fought her off and got him out.  Three good long years, but in the end, it was worth it," said the Ghoul. "Thankfully, we had our handy-dandy ice cream machine, and the man was really nice in sharing his food with us and letting us sleep in his manor," said the Orc with a grin. "But we were cursed to listen to her ghost stories," the Dullahan moaned, pointing to the Ghoul.