Empress
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Post by Empress on Nov 13, 2015 21:33:02 GMT
The door to Empress' room has a large dent in the center and faint claw marks near the sides and bottom. To the right of the door is a numerical keypad with a few scratches on the screen. The interior of the room is dimly lit and fairly small in size, it looks as if someone tried to recreate a jungle. The recharge platform has an assortment of objects lined up on it, such as rocks, plant life, shells, and coins. It seems to be that is not where Empress does her recharging. In the far left corner lays a large pile of scrapped fabrics, there is an impression the size of Empress' beast mode, the scrap pile appears to be her preferred resting spot. Any existing monitors were either covered or damaged; the only price of technology in her room is the heat lamp above her resting spot. Wires hang from the ceiling and some sprout out from the ground by the entry way, those may cause mobility problems for those of a larger size.
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Post by Empress on Nov 17, 2015 5:33:16 GMT
Empress yawned as she aproach her quarters door, a half empty energon cube tucked under her arm as it rested on her hip. She glanced at her keypad in disdain as she attempted to input her code. After about ten unsuccessful attempts she balled up her servo in a fist, the predacon growled as she brought it down on the keypad. The screen cracked and sizzled, and to Empress' surprise the door lost power. She smirked knowing that she could physicaly open the entry way whenever she wished. Upon entering her room, she set the energon cube on the recharge station. A few moments later she transformed into her beast mode, satisfaction rumbling deep in her voice box. The predacon lazily walk to her scrap pile, circled it, then settled down. It did not take her long to shut her optics.
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Post by Empress on Nov 17, 2015 19:24:08 GMT
After some time Empress woke, yawning as she stood and stretched. The predacon glanced around her room, making sure everything was in its place. A moment later she began to transform into her robot mode. Her horns brushed against the loose cables as she approached the exit to her dorm. With a little bit of effort Empress pulled open the door, stepped out, closed it, and headed for the control room.
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Post by Empress on Jan 17, 2016 5:23:04 GMT
Empress lazily walked down the hall towards her dorm, using the wall to steady herself. At first glance it appears she may be intoxicated, but upon closer inspection she is extremely sleep deprived and possibly half starved. She had been to 3 consecutive battles; one of which had nearly killed her, and 2 trips to the med bay. Both were meant for repairs, but the most recent trip had required her to take care of four patients and herself.
With a bit off effort, Empress slid open her unpowered door. Walking in she would only close the door partially. She shakily reached out for her half emptied energon cube and ingested the rest of it. Using the back of her servo, the femme wiped away any excess energon from the corners of her intake.
Fed... Now for bed...
Empress snorted at her half slurred rhyme before transforming into her beast mode. Her lengthy figure crouched low to the ground to avoid the dangling wires and she practically dragged herself onto her mound of a bed. As the beast dozed of she would knead pieces of fabric.
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Post by Empress on Jan 18, 2016 15:15:16 GMT
The beast did not sleep well, she kept tossing and turning. Her rest was troubled as atrocities played over and over again in her processor. These atrocities were not just scenarios that her troubled mind put her through, they were events that had actually happened. She would never tell others of her suffering as she didn't want to concern them.
The femme jolted awake, if anyone had been around at that time she may have lashed out. It took a few minutes for her to fully wake and realize it wasn't just another nightmare she was in. She looked around her darkened dorm and growled. Its going to be a long day. Empress was not in the mood to talk to anyone just yet, so she stayed in her beast mode. Exiting her dorm she remained cautious, paranoid that someone may recognise her alternative form back from before she came to earth.
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Post by Empress on Dec 28, 2016 5:15:13 GMT
There was a grinding noise as both Halogen and Empress pushed open the latter's room door. Halogen darted into the dark room in a flash of yellow and red, his excitement being cut short upon getting tangled in a bunch of wires hanging from the roof. There was a silent moment of struggle before he let out a gruff curse.
Switching back into her robot mode, Empress shook her helm and assisted the creature. "This is why we think before we act." The femme yawned and went over to what was supposed to be her charging slab. It now served as a table and storage area. From there she grabbed her stash of medical supplies.
"Thinking is stupid!" Halogen paced by the entry way, instinct telling him to do so.
Empress shook her helm once more and began on her repairs. Energon lines were either sealed or replaced, wires were connected, internal plating repaired to near perfection, and external plating welded nearly to its original state, the usual process. The predacon looked over at her wings with disdain, they would be difficult to repair but still possible. If it weren't for her dexterity, the repairs would have needed to be done by another medic. Fortunately she managed even if the process took a while.
After a thorough check to make sure everything was in working order, Empress began cleaning up. "Do you have a name? The other creature here does." She glanced over her shoulder at the Canistarian.
The creature paused and tilted his helm. "Halogen." It was odd to hear that there was another creature in the base, but information simply went in one audio receptor and out the other.
"Well then Halogen, thank you for your assistance earlier in the desert. I'm Empress." The medic tossed Hal a piece of energon. "Feel free to get acclimated to the base. Just don't cause any trouble..." After a stern stare down, Empress switched to her alt mode and lumbered over to her 'bed', which happened to be a pile of fabric scraps. Hopefully no one was missing their curtains. Once comfortable, the predacon dosed off.
Halogen didn't waste time tasting his food upon catching it. Instead of exploring like Empress suggested, the creature sat in the light of the partially open door.
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Post by Empress on Jan 8, 2017 19:30:20 GMT
Empress stirred quite a few hours later. Her frame groaned in protest as she got up on all fours and stretched out. The predacon's white optics scanned the room for any unexpected changes; all appeared well. Halogen was still at the door and the room was still dark and cluttered. Shaking her helm in an attempt to further her consciousness, the femme stalked her over the exit.
Halogen's stubby tail wagged excitedly as the medic indicated it was time to leave. He had been stuck in stasis for so long that he just wanted to do anything that involved keeping him busy. The pair left the room and closed the door behind themselves.
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