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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 19:05:12 GMT
Several miles from the DFW Metroplex, just far enough to be out of the way or prying eyes, stands a sizable complex. A sort of converted military base, this is the headquarters of MECH, a group that takes Cybertronian technology and converts it for military use. With a set of multi-story buildings on the north and south ends, a selection of 10 hangars between them, assorted other structures as necessary, and all surrounded by a wall with guard stations periodically placed. There was a single entrance on the west wall that opens to a dirt path leading off the main road.
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An armored truck and car pulled through the entrance into the compound. The car pulled away to a motorpool while the truck continued on to one of the hangars. In the back, the precious cargo of a live Cybertronian captured by Cemetery Wind. The truck stopped at the back wall of the hangar. Its doors opened and men, lacking the riot gear of the collection team. The Cybertronian, a measly fourteen foot tall femme was hauled out and forced against the wall, chained restraints placed on her ankles and wrists as it pulled her tight against the wall.
This sense of helplessness would be where Kick-Start would awaken when she came back online. Shrouded in darkness as the doors closed, blocking out the sunlight.
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 19:13:31 GMT
When Kick-Start came out of stasis lock, she tried not to move or make a sound. This was for two reasons - the last thing she remembered right now was being knocked out by a high-voltage shock during an ambush.
The second reason was that her arms were shackled above her head, and both ankles were chained to the wall. The kind of people who do that to you are not the kind of people whom you alert to your wakefulness.
She tried to make as little noise as possible while testing the chains. They were almost certainly too thick to break, but too heavy to be stasis cuffs, which was odd.
She turned her audios up, trying to work out what was going on without letting anybody know she'd woken up.
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 19:37:45 GMT
There was the sound of tool primarily, cutters, welding torches. People talking as well, about mechanisms, studying them, project checks, nothing of real value to Kick without actually knowing what they were doing. All of this was oddly muffled, as if it were on the other side of a wall.
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 19:50:08 GMT
Kick-Start opens one optic cautiously, trying to see where she's contained. Then the other.
It's completely dark where she is. No lights on. The situation gets more confusing by the click. Why would she be left in total darkness, anyway?
She has to turn on her infra-red to see anything at all. It's a cell, and it's quite small by her standards. An uncomplicated box with three walls, a floor, a ceiling and a door. On reflex she tries to activate her comm-link, but it's no huge surprise to learn it's been deactivated. Probably while she was in stasis lock.
And being chained up in this position isn't just unpleasant. It's disturbing, because she can't think why she would be so extremely restricted like this when there are much more efficient ways to hold her in place. She fights the urge to shout out for attention, and keeps trying to hear what's going on.
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 21:09:17 GMT
A light came on, in the distance. It was long, rectangular. There were human shapes walking in front of it, as though they were observing her. As her optics adjusted she might notice that her arms weren't above her head, but actually spread to the side similar to the vitruvian man. Her 'cell' was in fact a portion of the hanger sectioned off with bulletproof glass. her small area was empty, but the other side was filled with people at work stations, working on various bits of tech. She might be able to notice that some of the parts were in fact body parts of Autotroopers and Vehicons.
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 21:26:19 GMT
Kick-Start's jaw dropped. People complained that her own personal office often resembled a scene from a 1930s horror movie, but the way the humans were messing with the body parts made her methods look like a walk in a crystal garden.
And Autobots were letting them do that? They were even worse than she'd ever believed.
She glanced down at the humans observing her from the other side of the glass, then turned her head away obstinately, refusing to look at them for a moment longer, "Disgusting organic scum..."
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 21:58:53 GMT
"It's awake." "I can see that, thank you." One of the shadowed figures from the observation area walked down through the hangar, past the working scientists, and approached the glass separating Kick-Start from them.
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 22:02:29 GMT
Kick-Start keeps her head turned away from the organics rudely, and closes her optics.
"I refuse to be interrogated by a collection of parasitic skin-sacks. I'm an officer and as such I have the right to speak to somebody of equal or higher rank."
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 22:22:05 GMT
"You have no rank here machine. I am Colonel Dyson, and you are going to do exactly what I say, or my men will tear you down for scrap metal."
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 22:28:09 GMT
Kick-Start continues to look away.
"This is ridiculous. I'm not speaking to the Autobot's pet racing 'roaches. Where's that blasted Magnus? Or the glitchy Primal?"
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 22:31:29 GMT
"You can forget about the Autobots, they don't even know about this."
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 22:42:05 GMT
"They... what?" Kick-Start turns a little and looks down at the human. He definitely stands with the air of authority one officer associates with another. Beyond that, apart from their paintjob, most humans look the same to her.
The idea that she's not in the hands of Autobots is distasteful, mostly because it seems she's been captured by the wretched native species that likes to call itself dominant upon this planet. She looks up at the chains on her wrists, and pulls on them hard. They have some give, but they show no signs of breaking. Then she looks at the ones on her ankles, keeping her spreadeagled in this vulnerable position. She can't pull her legs together properly.
"Well, sucks to be you then."
She turns her face away rudely.
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 22:50:34 GMT
"We've already created weapons that can hurt you machines. I suggest you get with the program and work with us before we decide you aren't worth the trouble."
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 22:58:42 GMT
"My designation is Commander Kick-Start. I wouldn't work with Autobots; what makes you think I'll assist a collection of disgusting soft-celled skin-sacks?" Kick-Start tells Dyson, "Backbeat won't pay a ransom. On the contrary; once he learns you hold me captive, he'll be quite gleeful in his leveling of every Organic city until I'm released."
The skinny femme clearly isn't afraid of Colonel Dyson in the slightest.
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 23:04:25 GMT
Dyson simply looked her in the face, then leaned over and pressed a button on a console. From the ceiling in front of Kick-Start a turret descended, aimed at her and presumably ready to fire.
"Any communications channels you may have had were jammed the second our collection team got their hands on you. Your...associates won't be coming for you any time soon. Since you clearly have a glitch in your processor, allow me to clarify your position. We don't need you alive. Your chassis is just as valuable to us as your data. If you cooperate you continue to function, you refuse and we dismantle you for thorough research."
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 23:10:03 GMT
"More useful dead than alive?" Kick-Start snickers, "That's a threat I fail to be convinced by. If it was really true, I wouldn't still be functional. Besides," she sneers magnificently, "There's nothing you can do to me that will be worse than what Lord Backbeat would do if he found out I'd betrayed the Decepticons... or what Commander Soundwave would think..."
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 23:20:33 GMT
"I'll never understand why anyone would build machines that talk back." Dyson remarked as he motioned for something to be taken into Kick's cell. A large door on the side opened and an Auttrooper's chestplate is wheeled in. Once the humans are safely outside the bulletproof box the turret opens fire, filling it with holes. "We've developed ammunition with specialized alloy jackets that can damage your armor. But you machines have some sort of repair function to deal with that kind of damage." The turret faces Kick-Start again. "The data we can receive from testing on you will be useful in finding what can do permanent damage."
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 23:27:56 GMT
Kick-Start looks at Dyson nastily, "You humans. So arrogant. So convinced that you are the only creatures capable of true thought. Do you really think you can intimidate me with your weak, backwards technology?"
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Post by Soundwave on Aug 7, 2015 23:33:20 GMT
"I will not discuss philosophy with a collection of ones and zeroes." He replied before a burst of bullets were fired into her left thigh.
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Post by Kick-Start on Aug 7, 2015 23:48:46 GMT
Kick-Start has very little armour - as evidenced by the fact that her alt mode is a stunt-bike, which are stripped minimally anyway. The bullets bite deep into her, and she tenses up in the chains, just about biting back the cry of pain, Energon flowing rapidly from her leg.
"You... can't shoot me!" she snarls, "I'm your prisoner! That's a war crime, even by your standards!" she vents deeply. Her left leg has been damaged down to the protoform, and it's burning, "As was attacking me while I was treating a patient! I'm a doctor, frag it!"
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