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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 17:43:13 GMT
Banff National Park, CanadaOne of Canada's oldest national parks which resides in the rockies, a span of mountains which rolls all the way through america. Most people come here for tourism and with such a picturesque view, its no wonder why they do.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 23, 2014 17:47:53 GMT
*High high above the Rockies's clear winter sky, was an eagle like shape, gliding along the soft air currents.
Feenix's sharp optics scan the ground below, picking out possible hutning targets for fun as her optics jumped about from creature to creature.*
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 17:59:30 GMT
A road which winded along the mountains and near to Banff was being driven on by a rig, digging his wheels into the icy roads, frozen over by the winter snow and cold. His engine rattled loudly, an opening onto the mountain was the opportune moment for him to turn off and begin looking for the Magnus.
Finding a place to transform, the wrecker splits apart and twists round to form his 30ft form, digging into the snow. His body's heating elements glow a bright blue to prevent himself from freezing solid in the Canadian winter weather.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 23, 2014 18:03:55 GMT
*Feenix's optics dart to Gear as soon as he came into the opening. She calls out to him as she banks slightly to glide down on the wind. She lands nearby and walks towards him, clapping her beak in welcoming as her heated claws melted the snow where she walked.
She then bows her head and takes in Gear's damage.*
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 18:21:57 GMT
Gearchange turns to Feenix as she arrives and bows back respecitvely, stepping forwards towards the Predacon.
Of all the places on Earth, you had to be in Canada.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 23, 2014 18:27:25 GMT
*Feenix chuckles at this comment, clearly amused by it. She transforms into her wild and beautiful self, her clan tattooed on her optics and on her cheek shining with the tattooed in flakes of gold.*
"My spark can track you my love. You shouldn't sound so surprised."
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 18:33:48 GMT
Word travels fast in our base. The Decepticons have been making frequent appearances in the USA, Detroit, New York... then there's an encounter in Singapore China, a decepticon drop pod... but no data on its origin. I happened to meet the occupant last night, an ambush which forced me to fight Hotwire, remember her? Killing a decepticon who had no interest in fighting for his faction anymore right before our eyes.
There's no doubt though, Astrinal's report came in. The Decepticons are on the uprise... the Nemesis is orbiting mars right now. Still no sign of Megatron yet his scientific officer Shockwave was appointed with leading them. With a strategist like him. He'll give Prime a run for his money...
Speaking of which... I'm now worth 6,000,000 credits... funny since last time I recall i was only 2 million... must be the title Watchman promoted me to.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 23, 2014 18:41:37 GMT
(( brb film ))
*Feenix swore in Predacon at this news. Clearly worried about all this.*
"They didn't mess around did they? And you're worth that much! Huh I should buy you better stuff."
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 18:51:11 GMT
I should mention that most of our spies risked their lives for this data on the Decepticons onboard the Nemesis, one of the few remaining... General Astrinal gave me numerous data logs regarding the Decepticon activity.
The wrecker pulls out several data pads from his satchel.
We knew 6 years ago that when we chased the Decepticon scouts off Earth that they would return in greater numbers. Should they choose to strike now, we too must answer back.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 23, 2014 20:42:15 GMT
*Feenix nods, her tails swishing in thought.*
"Only one came back? Sweet mother of Primus... And of course, we cannot take this sitting down. Have you spoke to Commander Watchman yet?"
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 23, 2014 22:17:47 GMT
Prime's been busy as of late, I'll contact him when I have the chance to.
Gearchange passes one of the data pads with the information about decepticon attacks and then looks across the mountain range... Damn it was cold.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 24, 2014 17:15:22 GMT
Alright sweetspark.
*She takes the datapad and reads it.*
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 24, 2014 17:30:56 GMT
The mech finds warmth besides the femme in such a wicked cold environment. His spark being warmed from the inside out.
I met a human... least what looked like a human. He helped repair and heal me and a few others. Went by the name of Baku.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 24, 2014 17:45:05 GMT
*She wraps her right wing around him and say.*
Baku? Where was this?
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 24, 2014 17:55:31 GMT
Singapore China... however he did help me rid of an assailant, a sniper who i met there.
I don't know much of him, but he could be a strong ally and he seems capable in medicine. We need a new Chief Medical Officer.
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Post by Breech Loader on Dec 24, 2014 17:55:55 GMT
(Theoretically I was thinking that Hotwire didn't 'kill' the ex-Decepticon; she captured him and turned him over to the DJD. Which isn't any better)
Some way overhead them both, a Skybridge opened up. The fully-repaired Hotwire flew through, scouting the area. There were no specific battles going on, and right now she was basically scouting the new terrain of the planet. It was then that she saw the two entirely out of place vehicles below. As usual, she didn't land straight away, but made a wide circle of the area.
She was a bounty hunter, not a spy, and couldn't hear their conversation from way up. But she did start scanning them. It was a reflex action, really.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 24, 2014 17:59:13 GMT
(( One truck and one freaking huge orange bird ))
Can we hire him then?
*Her antennas twitch about for threats.*
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Post by Gearchange on Dec 24, 2014 18:04:08 GMT
I would think if we play our cards right we could do more than hire him. However we would need to do research and check any files on im if there are any.
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Post by Breech Loader on Dec 24, 2014 18:07:30 GMT
Hotwire's scans were a lot more accurate than 'truck' and 'orange bird'.
Feenixfire Magnus: Autobot SIC. Value of 7,000,000 credits... Double alive... Potential Employer: Questionable. Likelyhood of double-cross: 2.7%
The data continued to roll like a flash, including tech specs, weapons, family members and the regularity of her bowel movements. Feenixfire was the hell of an adversary. Hotwire would have gone in right now, if it hadn't been for that Gearchange was right there next to her. As it was, she might already have been spotted, and remained arial.
Red didn't exactly make a good camouflage colour.
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Post by Feenixfire Lockheart on Dec 24, 2014 18:11:47 GMT
(( o.O wow xD ))
Of course, I don't fancy eating someone that gets on our bad side.
*They move backwards as she felt the wind current change and she looks around for what caused it.
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